Don't be too sweet

Chapter 1692 The Visitor ([-])

Chapter 1692 Visitors ([-])

She was curious, so she asked the student, "You seem a little proud?"

So the party member of the family who specializes in the poop business said: "It is said in the book that there is no distinction between high and low jobs. Those who make money by working with their own hands can hold their heads up high and be confident."

He Shanshan was startled.

She got up in a slightly agitated mood.

There is really such a paragraph in the textbook she wrote herself, but she never expected that the students in the academy would regard it as a god-like truth.

"Okay, we rely on our own hands, we don't steal or grab, and we can stand upright!" He Shanshan affirmed solemnly and earnestly with a straight face.

The student laughed when he heard this, and looked at He Shanshan with admiration.

. . . . .

Shortly after throwing the two traffickers out of the village, the Liangquan celebrity traffickers were picked up.

On Yang Jiu's side, he sent people to follow him secretly and put a long line to catch big fish.

The people in the village and He Xiangqian didn't know what Yang Jiu and He Shanshan were doing.

They felt that this little black room seemed... not as easy as they imagined, and it seemed scary. They thought more about what He Shanshan and Yang Jiu had done secretly to scare the two traffickers out of their wits.

This is how the little black house became famous in Duofu Village.

There was a little fad.

If someone's children are disobedient, they can scare them with the small black room behind the academy.

Even the teachers in the academy would occasionally mention the little black room when they saw the naughty monkey-like child.

After waiting for more than ten days, this situation gradually disappeared.

Three days have passed—

Old Doctor Zhou and Young Doctor Zhou, who were busy in the town, made a special trip to Duofu Village, aiming to find Yang's family and Yang Jiu.

Yang family, in the main room——

"Quick, please sit down," He Shanshan urged enthusiastically.

In the ancient times when she lacked the medical technology of her previous life, she was very grateful that her mother could cure her, and she also admired Chinese medicine. Pity, she didn't study medicine, and she couldn't bring the ancient Chinese medicine to her previous life.

"I'll make tea," the two sat down, and He Shanshan hurried out.

The old doctor Shang and the young doctor Shang stood up.

Old Doctor Shang waved his hand politely: "No, we can just drink some warm water."

"Yes, yes," He Shanshan smiled, and she had already got out of the main room while speaking.

In the kitchen, Zhang's mother always prepares hot water, and she boils it with a little firewood.

She tiptoed to the highest cabinet to take out the scented tea, put it into a cup, and poured warm water.

The chrysanthemums that have dried up deliberately into flower buds are slowly blooming in the teacup.

Holding the tray in both hands, she walked into the main room.

Old Doctor Shang and Young Doctor Shang stood up.

"Why don't you do it, Madam?" Old Doctor Shang stretched out his hand embarrassingly.

"You're welcome," He Shanshan first offered hot tea to the oldest old doctor Shang, and then offered hot tea to the young doctor Shang, and then gave her and Yang Jiu each a cup, and she put the tray on the small table, temporarily Without leaving, she also wanted to hear what the two Shang doctors were up to.

The old doctor Shang and the young doctor Shang looked at the chrysanthemums that were still blooming slowly in the cups, their expressions slightly dazed, attracted by the beautiful blooming posture of the chrysanthemum tea in the cups.

"It seems wonderful to see all the flowers blooming in an instant," Old Doctor Shang sighed sincerely.

"When drying the chrysanthemums in the shade, I used some tricks, which is not worth it," He Shanshan waved her hand.

"No, wouldn't it be wonderful to enjoy flowers while drinking tea?" Little Doctor Shang shook his head, chewing on words.

He Shanshan silently sighed in her heart: It's better for country people to speak frankly, so you don't have to worry about accidentally missing words or understanding the wrong meaning.

(End of this chapter)