When I traveled through time, I relied on the system to lie flat all the way

Mr. Fu curled his lips slightly and said lightly, "Maybe it's because I don't wear that jade pendant anymore."

Li Ping was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "The piece you gave to girl Rou?"

Mr. Fu nodded, "When she left, she told me not to let the jade pendant leave.

I also accidentally discovered that as long as I don't wear it, my face will look older. "

"Then why did you...?" Li Ping said in shock.

Mr. Fu curled his lips, looked into the distance and said: "She is no longer here, so what's the use of my youth.

Besides, if I changed my appearance, no one would know me. "

As soon as Mr. Fu finished speaking, Li Ping fell into silence. Indeed, when he saw Mr. Fu for the first time, he didn't recognize him at all. He was the rebellious and elegant handsome man back then.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little tense, Mr. Fu changed the subject and said, "What is the purpose of your coming here?"

When Mr. Chen heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "I don't know, everything depends on the young master's choice.

If she chooses revenge, then I will do my best to pave the way for her.

If she wants to live a peaceful life according to Madam's last wish, then I will be here to protect her until I die. "

Seeing that what Elder Chen said was true, Mr. Fu said, "Then come to me tomorrow. Yankun can cure your eyes."

When Mr. Chen heard Yan Kun's name, he frowned slightly and asked doubtfully: "Isn't he dead?"

"He's not dead. He's now your little master's master."

Hearing this, Mr. Chen said anxiously: "Li Ping, why don't you stop my little master.

Yankun is all about poison. If something happens to the little master if he is not careful, how can we be worthy of his wife? "

Li Ping quickly knelt down and said: "Mr. Chen, this subordinate neglected his duty and failed to stop the young master. Please punish him."

Seeing this scene, Mr. Fu explained: "Just let him get up. It's not his fault."

When Mr. Chen heard Mr. Fu's words, he looked at Mr. Fu in confusion, waiting for his explanation.

Mr. Fu sighed helplessly and explained: "Your little master has such a right idea that there is no way to stop her.

She went to the ghost market, and by chance, she spotted Yankun and bought him back. "

After Mr. Fu finished explaining, he saw that Mr. Chen's frown did not relax, so he said: "Don't worry, your wife is kind to him, and he will not harm girl Rou."

Mr. Chen was still a little worried and said, "But there are rumors that Yan Kun killed the master who raised him for more than ten years."

When Mr. Fu heard this, he laughed, "That's not the truth.

He killed his master because his master had captured him since he was a child and fed him various poisons in an attempt to make him a poisonous person.

In fact, he is not a bad person, otherwise your wife would not have taken him back in the first place. "

Chen Lao was relieved when he heard this. It wasn't that he was timid, it was because Yankun's reputation was so bad that it was difficult to have a good impression of him.

After Mr. Fu said this, he looked at Mr. Chen and said, "Will you go back with me today, or come directly to the house tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow, I'll come to see you for medical treatment."

Mr. Fu nodded and left the house when nothing happened.

They came to the bookstore in the town, bought some books, and then went back.

We agreed that we were going to buy books, so we couldn't go back empty-handed, otherwise it would arouse her suspicion.

If Li Sirou knew that they thought so, she probably just wanted to say that she didn't have time to worry about them.

Because at this moment she was working hard to embroider the mandarin duck in front of her.

She looked at her fingers that were full of wounds, looked at Aunt Qiao pitifully, and said in despair: "Aunt Qiao, can I not learn embroidery?

I really don’t have any talent. Look at my hands, they are full of wounds. "

After Li Sirou finished speaking, she showed her ten fingers to Aunt Qiao. When Aunt Qiao looked over, she was stunned for a moment.

"Why is it swollen like this?"

Aunt Qiao quickly stepped forward and began to examine her fingers that were swollen like lollipops, with a trace of guilt flashing in her eyes.

Li Sirou saw her expression out of the corner of his eye and whispered: "Mommy, I really have no talent for embroidery.

Do you think this will work? When my hand is ready, I will learn this from you. In these two days, I will learn etiquette first. "

Aunt Qiao looked at her fingers and said anxiously: "Miss, stay here for now. I'll call Doctor Li."

After Mother Qiao finished speaking, she ran away quickly, leaving only a confused Li Sirou behind.

Seeing Aunt Qiao's reaction, Li Sirou murmured: "Why is this different from what I thought?"

Xiaocao was beside her. Seeing her expression, he slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Before Li Sirou could react, Mother Qiao came over with Doctor Li and Mrs. Li.

"Doctor Li, hurry up, Miss's fingers are swollen like sticks."

It almost looks like this. The picture comes from the Internet.

When Li Sirou heard Nanny Qiao's description, she looked at her fingers and twitched the corners of her mouth stiffly.

This description, how should I put it, is a bit exaggerated, but it is very appropriate.

When Dr. Li heard this, he quickly ran into the yard, and when he saw Li Sirou with his hands raised, he said anxiously: "Does it hurt?

Is it painful? "

Li Sirou shook her head. Just as she was about to speak, her finger was touched by Doctor Li.

Li Sirou only had time to think that she was going to be exposed.

The moment Doctor Li touched his finger, his anxious heart instantly calmed down, and then he looked helplessly at Li Sirou, with a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, Li Sirou also looked up at him, and there was a hint of request in her eyes.

Doctor Li coughed lightly, stood up, looked at Old Mrs. Li and said, "Girl Rou is swollen because she was pricked by a few needles. Give her medicine for a few days and she will be fine.

However, in order to avoid leaving scars in the future, I think it is better not to let her learn embroidery. "

As soon as Doctor Li said these words, a smile flashed in Li Sirou's eyes, who was hiding behind him.

I thought to myself, sure enough, among so many people, he still understands me best, so it would be good to recruit him into the group.

Mrs. Li and Aunt Qiao looked at each other. She glanced at her granddaughter with her head lowered, pulled Aunt Qiao to the side, and whispered: "Auntie, is Rou'er really not talented in embroidery?"

Aunt Qiao shook her head helplessly, "No.

The young lady has been studying for so long that she can’t even tell the difference between a duck and a mandarin duck. "

As soon as Aunt Qiao said these words, Mrs. Li closed her eyes silently, sighed softly and said: "Then forget it."

After speaking, he looked at Li Sirou and saw the grass behind her. An idea flashed in his mind, but he quickly calmed down.

It's too early to say this now. Let's wait and observe later.

Aunt Qiao got Mrs. Li's correct words, came to Li Sirou, bowed and said: "Then the young lady will not learn embroidery for the past two days, and will first learn etiquette from the old slave."

Li Sirou nodded and said excitedly: "I understand, master."

Seeing that Doctor Li was bandaging her, Aunt Qiao put away all the embroidery things.

Doctor Li looked at Li Sirou's snickering look and teased: "Good disciple, how do you want to repay me?"