I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

There is a lot of snow this winter. Because there was no wind, flakes of snowflakes danced freely under the dark night, slowly wrapping the entire tomb in a hazy silver gauze.

It was as warm as spring inside. Luo Qianhuai personally cooked and prepared a table of delicious and delicious meals. Most of the dishes were dishes that Wen Pu had never even heard of, let alone seen them before.

The braised pork melts in your mouth, and the squirrel fish is sour and sweet, but Wen Pu's heart is full of mixed flavors.

He never expected that this little lady who looked similar to his eldest sister was actually Yin Yin, his biological niece.

Yinyin told him that his two nephews were now apprentices, and one studied literature and the other martial arts, so he didn't need to worry about them at all.

Yinyin also said that it was by chance that she saved a noble prince who was bitten by a snake, so this shop was a thank you gift from him.

Everything sounds reasonable, except for one thing.

He asked her where her medical skills came from, and Yin Yin just smiled at him: "Uncle is so drunk that he has even forgotten the advice Yin Yin received in his letters over the years."

Wen Pu felt that he should indeed be drunk. In fact, it was a blessing that his niece had such good medical skills, and he didn't want to get to the bottom of it. Most importantly, she and her two nephews are safe and sound.

He stood up unsteadily: "It's getting late. I'll pick you up another day and go back to see your grandmother and aunt."

Luo Qianhuai personally took his arm and sent him out, and asked casually: "Aren't my grandfather and cousin at home?"

"Your grandfather heard that the three of you were missing a few days ago. He was so worried that he went to look for you personally." Wen Pu sighed: "As for your unsatisfactory cousin, well, don't mention it!"

Luo Qianhuai was very surprised: "The climate in Xinzhou is much colder than that in Changling. Grandpa is old, how can he stay here? We must quickly pass on the news that we are fine and let him return as soon as possible." .”

Wen Pu looked troubled: "It can't be that easy. It's winter now and the roads are difficult to travel. I wanted to ask someone to ask how the inspection was going, but I didn't meet anyone who was going to Xinzhou along the way. It's about to enter the twelfth lunar month. If we don’t leave, we may not be able to come back when the mountain is blocked by heavy snow.”

He knew very well that his grandson was quite a stubborn person. The colder the weather, the more worried he was about the safety of his three grandchildren, and he would never give up easily.

So after learning that Yinyin and his two nephews were safe and sound, he turned to worry about his own grandson.

Luo Qianhuai comforted him: "Uncle, don't worry. Leave this matter to me. The young master I rescued at that time has many acquaintances in Xinzhou. He should be able to pass the message on his behalf and let my grandfather return home as soon as possible."

Although his niece is still young, she is very reliable and reliable. Wen Pu subconsciously believed what she said.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'll leave it to Yin Yin."

After he said this, he paused again, looked back at Luo Qianhuai's clothes, his eyes were dark and unreadable: "Yin Yin, tell the truth to uncle, is there any relationship between you and that noble young master? What other relationship does it have?"

Luo Qianhuai was a little surprised at his uncle's vigilance.

However, the matter of being forced to join a gang was not suitable to be told to her parents, so she denied it flatly: "What did my uncle say? The relationship between me and that young man is really just a doctor-patient relationship, nothing more."

"That's good." Wen Pu's expression became visibly more relaxed: "Our Wen family has an ancestral motto, and daughters in the family must not be concubines for other people. Although your surname is Luo, you are also a member of your own family, and you should follow it as well. That's good."    It turned out that he was worried about this. Luo Qianhuai laughed: "Yin Yin is devoted to improving her medical skills and has no interest in the love of her children, but my uncle is too worried."

After seeing Wen Pu off, Luo Qianhuai turned around and met Xing Jiu's confused face.

"Madam Luo." She asked hesitantly: "Did you really mean what you just said?"

The difference between the Lord and Lady Luo cannot escape the eyes of the stars. Everyone was secretly guessing when the Lord would accept Mrs. Luo as his concubine.

To be honest, the Lord is so handsome and majestic that he can seduce the hearts of all girls.

After overcoming many obstacles and being selected from the Mengxue Camp to join the Star Guards, Xing Jiu was shaken in his heart and had some charming thoughts.

But she soon understood why Star Guards would create vacancies out of thin air even though they never left the valley, and they needed to be filled with new people from time to time.

She remembered the woman who was hung up in public and whipped to death, her body like a gourd of blood. That person was Xing Wu, who always taught her how to do things in a gentle voice, but there was an indelible sadness in his eyebrows.

Later she found out that Xing Wu was too obsessed with his master, so he secretly bribed the medicine boy to prepare the shady medicine and put it into his master's meals.

If you give the Lord medicine, you will definitely die. No matter how tragic the death is, it does not deserve sympathy. But since then, the flower stem that grew in the wind in Xingjiu's heart suddenly withered.

Later, the name Xingwu was replaced by others, and no one remembered that beautiful face. On the other hand, she herself would occasionally see her in her dreams.

Teach her step by step how to fold those silky fabrics, how to gently place delicate dishes, how to remove calluses from her hands, how to sew and mend clothes, and how to guard her heart.

It's a pity that Xingwu himself failed to do this last one.

She felt sad every time she woke up, but she didn't even know where Xingwu was buried, let alone whom to blame.

Then Mrs. Luo came. When the Lord looked at her, the stars in his eyes were shining, and he treated her differently than anyone else.

She thought, if Mrs. Luo could have buds in her heart, no matter how small they were, they would be able to grow strong and sturdy, produce shy and timid buds, and then bloom into brilliant and gorgeous flowers, right?

Luo Qianhuai was stunned for a moment before he understood what she wanted to ask. In her eyes, Xingjiu was only sixteen or seventeen years old, equivalent to a high school student in his previous life. Who would want to share his emotional understanding and life plans with children.

What's more, she never thought about getting married to a man from this unknown era. Dayu is a purely male-dominated society. Even if you meet someone you are compatible with, it is inevitable that your three views will not be compatible, and you will not be able to make it to the end.

She knocked on Xingjiu's head: "What are you thinking about at such a young age? If you have some free time, quickly find the package of medicinal materials I brought out from the valley and put them in the cabinets by category."

Xingjiu: "Madam, you are two years younger than me. Forget it, I'll go, I'll go right away."

Luo Qianhuai suddenly remembered this when he heard Gao Liang mention how well-stocked their pharmacy was with precious medicinal materials in front of the Huichun Hall.

She brought out so many good things from the medicine house that even the rich could not buy, and with the two century-old ginsengs, she could definitely take her medicine shop directly to the top of Changling.