Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 408 A Flower (2)
"Little girl, you look so good-looking. Just like a big apple."

Zhang Bo's neighbor Tie Zhu who spoke.

Although the two families are neighbors, they are separated by more than ten meters. They usually do their own things, and they only greet each other when they meet in the village.

Tie Zhu's father was a blacksmith, and the family went to live in the town in spring, and returned to the village in winter.

There are more men than women in the village, and many men are in their twenties and have yet to talk about their daughter-in-law. Because the village is closed, most girls are unwilling to marry in and endure hardship.

The appearance of Mo Yan brought spring to the village.They hated themselves for being cats at home all day long, and they found out too late. It would be great if they could marry this beauty and go home.

Beauty is hard to raise, men just think about it and don't dare to have any ideas, but Tie Zhu is different, his father is a craftsman, and his family has some wealth, so he has the cheek to strike up a conversation.

After meeting Mo Yan, the men in the village nicknamed her "A Flower".

"Brother Tie Zhu, you are here too."

Mo Yan took a few steps back and rubbed her nose. If it was okay for Deng Tuzi, she was suddenly at a loss when faced with the accusations from the simple villagers. She said hello and hurriedly stood behind Wanqi Yuling.

As beautiful as a big apple, what kind of metaphor is this?Well, anyway, these people are illiterate and have never been educated, so Mo Yan feels that she cannot be too picky.

Wan Tu Yuling raised her eyebrows, and glanced at Tie Zhu from the corner of her eye.Just this one glance made Tie Zhu shudder, why did he suddenly feel like falling into a hole in the ice?

"I, I'll go into the house to warm up."

The chill not only didn't stop, but got worse, Tie Zhu trembled, and couldn't care less about talking to Mo Yan, he shrunk his neck and let out two lines of snot.

Humiliated in front of his beloved girl, Tie Zhu covered his face and hurried home.

"Can cold poison still be used like this?"

There is an extra air-conditioner by his side, Mo Yan hugged his shoulders, the emperor's temper became more and more moody, what's the matter with a wild man in a mountain village!
Each of the villagers set off a few firecrackers to meet the occasion, and then returned home. It was getting late, and it was time to mix the dough and prepare dumplings.

Wan Qi Yuling was born rich, so where did she do any work, rolling dumpling wrappers or making dumplings, she just stood aside and watched.

Mo Yan was busy with work in her previous life, and she barely passed the cooking test. The dumplings were loose and unsightly, and Aunt Zhang was on the sidelines to guide her.

"This dumpling should be made into an ingot shape so that it won't fall apart when cooked."

Zhang Daya was dexterous and agile in her work. In a short while, the bamboo strips were full of white and fat dumplings.

Zhang Bo soaked the frozen pears he bought in water. Regardless of the black skin, the pears are sour and sweet, retaining a rich juice, and can relieve alcohol and oiliness.

New Year's Eve is the most important day of the year in the traditional customs of Dai Viet.The people in the village don't pay much attention to it, they just want to eat and drink well, pray for safety, and then the whole family quietly sits on the kang to keep warm, waiting for the arrival of the new year.

Mo Yan leaned on Wanqi Yuling's body, yawned again and again, and persisted until the end of the day, and then fell asleep tiredly.

The first day of the new year is the time to visit relatives and friends.The people in the village are all outsiders, their ancestors are in the village, and every household is more or less related.

Early in the morning, there was a knock on the door of Zhang Bo's house, and a group of men and children poured in. The men took the opportunity of paying New Year's greetings to see their beloved "a flower" in the village, while the children were collecting flowers. After arriving at Huzi's melon seeds and peanuts, I definitely think that the Zhang family has something delicious.

"Cover the quilt and sleep for a while."

Zhang Daya got up to work before dawn and vacated the room.Wan Qi Yuling sneaked in and helped Mo Yan cover the quilt. This girl doesn't sleep well.

"But it was dawn, and I heard noises outside."

Mo Yan hadn't woken up yet, her eyes were misty, ignorant, and she was very cute.

Wan Teng Yuling likes her confused look when she just woke up, she is not as shrewd as usual, and her reaction is also slow.

"That's Zhang's family receiving the villagers. We are not from the village, so we should not get involved."

Thinking of the weasel eyes of those men when they saw the chicken, Wan Teng Yuling felt uncomfortable for a while, and regretted that he should have kept the ugly mask if he knew it earlier.

Mo Yan didn't know that her future husband was already jealous, so she yawned and nodded cooperatively.

Now the two get along with each other on an equal footing, and everything is discussed.Wan Qi Yuling cared a lot about her opinion and would not act arbitrarily.

The last time I was in the town was short, but some news was revealed from the conversations of the people.The news of Wanqi Yuling's disappearance at Luoya has been spread by interested people.

But the common people didn't believe it at all. Occasionally someone mentioned it, and the response they got was, "The Luoya you mentioned is the old calendar! The King of Nanping can fly back by himself!"

The last time she fell off the cliff, this time it was the same old way. The people didn't believe it, even Yuan Huanzhi's people doubted whether Wanqi Yuling had three heads and six arms, or was a cat with nine lives.

The panic caused by the disappearance of King Nanping was dissipated by the vigorous and lively New Year. Yuan Huanzhi, who originally wanted to create panic, was so angry that he dropped several cups and went crazy in the mansion all day long, scaring the servants of the General Protector's mansion to hide for a long time. Hide as far away as possible, for fear of getting burned.

"Asu, do you think Wanqi Yuling is dead?"

The three became tigers. Yuan Huanzhi originally spread the news of Wanqi Yuling's death everywhere, but was made a little uncertain by the calmness of the people.

The helping hand at that time should be someone from Wu, otherwise, he really didn't have the good luck to kill Nanping King in one fell swoop.

"Yuan Lang, why are you following others' advice?"

There was a bright smile in Asu's eyes. She already knew the situation at that time clearly, and she never thought that such a cold person was actually a kind of love, and she did not care about herself for Miss Mo.Ms. Mo was affectionate and righteous, and she did not live alone in the end. This is a sad story of dying for love.

"I sent people to the northwest to inquire. I heard that Mo Zhongchen was so sad that he vomited blood and fell into a coma. Almost everyone in that family was sick in bed, and a coffin was set up in the house."

Yuan Huanzhi felt relieved when he said this, and thought to himself, no matter whether Wanqi Yuling is a myth or not, as long as he is dead.

(End of this chapter)