Being scolded as a dead star?All the bosses in the capital are rushing to pet me

While speaking, he walked over to take the handle of the wheelchair from Qingfeng, and pushed the wheelchair forward.

"Sir, patriarch grandpa is too wordy, I'll take you around the village."

Shen Yan smiled deep into his eyes, "Okay, then I will trouble Miss Nian."

The old patriarch's ears are very good, caught Shen Nian talking about himself, and roared: "Little girl, do you dare to speak louder, I really think I'm deaf and dazzled!!"

The voice was loud and loud, but there was no anger on his face.

Shen Nian stamped her feet, turned her head suddenly, covered her mouth in feigned surprise, and said in a small tone of admiration.

"Oh, it turns out that the patriarch's grandfather is not deaf and blind at such an age. He is in good health. We must continue to maintain it and strive to live to one hundred and twelve."

At the end, clenched hands into fists and made a cheering gesture.

Without waiting for the old patriarch to speak again, he turned and left.

Old Patriarch Shen really couldn't laugh or cry, glanced at Shen Er from the corner of his eye, and opened his mouth and said: "What are you teaching the girl, don't tell me if you are brave, she is still a funny person, really... It's rare to die."

Shen Er, who thought the old patriarch wanted to blame him: "..."

If you are rare, you are rare, what are you doing with a sullen face?

"You praised." Shen Er grinned.

In the next moment, he added shamelessly: "My family Niannian is indeed rare, and what you said is absolutely correct."

People around: "..." Although, your skin is so hard that even a hammer can't pierce it.

Shen Meiying watched Sister Nian push the gentleman who she dared not look directly away, with admiration on her face.

Sister Nian is amazing!

It would be great when she was so bold...

Shen Nian pushed Shen Yanshen around the village, Qing Feng followed beside him.

Walking to the door of the tung oil workshop, a pungent smell came.

"This is the tung oil workshop, the earliest workshop in our village, the smell is a bit strong, if sir and Master Qingfeng are not used to the smell, let's go to the bag factory?" Shen Nian said with a smile, it seemed very appropriate.

Shen Yan smiled deeply, "No need, people in the village can smell it, so can I."

The little girl really has no scheming at all...

Obviously, if they dare to dislike her, she can leave immediately, but she pretends to be considerate.

He really loves to dig holes for people.

Shen Nian nodded in satisfaction.

The smell is a bit unpleasant, but she took the lead in starting this workshop, and no one can dislike it.

Thinking in my heart, I pushed Mr. Shen into the workshop.

After entering, the smell is stronger.

It's midsummer again, and it's accompanied by other complicated smells, rushing straight to the forehead.

Shen Yan did not change his face, and looked at it with a learning attitude. He looked at each link carefully.

He even praised, "Clear division of labor, methodical, rare ingenuity!"

After hearing from the workers in the workshop that it was all Sister Nian's idea, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Nian, and praised: "Not bad."

Qing Feng looked at Shen Nian fiercely.

His husband was just praising the little girl... right?

After following Mr. for nearly 30 years, except for Shizi Xiao, he never heard any praise from Mr....

Sensing Master Qingfeng's gaze, Shen Nian looked back innocently.

"Why is Master Qingfeng looking at me like that?"

Qingfeng looked at her like a baby, "See if you are surprised by your bones, and you can be praised by your husband."

"...Doesn't Mister ever praise others?" Shen Nian asked in surprise.

Qing Feng: "Very little."

In his memory, the last time was five years ago... the boastful Xiao Shizi.

The sky is full of geniuses, so wise and close to monsters.

Shen Nian cupped his face and looked at Shen Yanshen happily, "Wow, so I'm so honored? How good am I in Mr.'s mind? It's really very happy."

Qing Feng nodded.

It is indeed an honor!
Shen Yan looked helpless when he saw these two people performing in front of him.

That's all, as long as they are happy.

Leaving the tung oil workshop, the three of them stopped by the paper mill.

The papermaking process is complicated, and the environment in the factory is not so tidy. There are all kinds of things falling on the ground, which is not friendly to wheelchairs.

Fortunately, Shen Nian had great strength, so he went in steadily.

"Sir, how did you hurt your leg? Is there any cure? Sitting in a wheelchair makes me uncomfortable..."

When she asked, the scene froze for a moment.

In particular, Qing Feng's complexion was extremely pale.

After Shen Nian saw it, his eyes were surprised, "Can't you say it?"

"There's nothing you can't say." Shen Yanshen was very open-minded, and said in a calm and calm voice: "The leg bone is broken, I'm afraid there is no cure."

He only talked about the leg problem, but he didn't say a word about how it hurt.

Shen Nian's eyes were as clear as moonlight, with concern in his eyes, and his tone was quite sincere.

"The strange old man is coming back soon. He is the old man who used to live in my house with great medical skills. If you are not in a hurry to return to Zhongdu, sir, you can ask him to show you."

After finishing the words, she leaned forward and lowered her voice, "Tell me quietly, Xiao Jinzhi's father also blamed the old man for rescuing him."

Hearing this, Qingfeng's eyes showed surprise and ecstasy.

He looked at Mr. expectantly, and persuaded: "Sir, it's not too late, why don't you let the old doctor have a look?!"

The prince has been rescued, I am afraid that the strange old man that sister Nian said really has two brushes...

Maybe Mr. can stand up again!
Shen Yan looked down at his legs deeply, but didn't speak.

In fact, he didn't expect it.

After all, after seeing so many doctors, all of them are powerless.

Qing Feng continued to persuade: "My lord treats you very kindly. Seeing you like this, I'm afraid he will seek medical treatment for you everywhere. Why don't we wait a few more days?"

"Master Qingfeng is right, sir, wait for a few more days, it's only a few days, maybe it's the old man who will be there in two days." Shen Nian persuaded.

She really has confidence in the strange doctor's medical skills.

It's a pity for such a powerful man, sir, to be in a wheelchair.

Shen Yan chuckled deeply, "You've all talked about this, what else can I say."

"Forget it, let's stay for a few more days."

Qing Feng was full of hope.

Hope sir can stand up.

Shen Nian could see what was going on in his mind, and exuded a calm and calm attitude, "It's strange that the old man is very good at medicine, if he can't even cure Mr., then..."

Everyone understands the unfallen words.

If it is blamed for poor treatment, then no one can cure it!
Shen Yanshen's expression was calm, as if he was not talking about his legs indifferently.

"Mr. is really calm." Shen Nian didn't see Mr. Chang's face, so he curled his lips uninterestedly.

Meeting his gentle and conniving gaze, he felt a little soft-hearted, and said, "But sir, don't worry too much. I am good at growing herbs. I can grow and find whatever medicine the old man needs to cure you. So, sir, don't you feel relieved?" a little?"

"Yes." Shen Yan said with a deep smile, "I feel relieved a lot, please trouble sister Nian."

Shen Nian's eyelids were bent, his eyes were wet and shimmering, "Don't bother."

If the real treatment is not good, she can ask Brother Jie to make a super cool wheelchair for her husband, the kind with hidden weapons.

Thinking of something, the little girl's eyes overflowed with eagerness.

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