I picked up the villain beauty

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The daughter of an ordinary family is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she can't write a few big characters, let alone play the piano or something.Over the past few years, he has played beautifully with one-handed spear and sword.Although she lost her parents, she was never bullied because no one in the village could beat her.

After waiting for a long time, Mulan did not see her master come back.I was a little anxious in my heart, if it was delayed for a long time, it would be really terrible for Sisi to burn again.In recent years, the number of masters coming here has become less and less, could something have happened?

Mulan thought to herself, but just after she walked out of the cave, she found something falling in front of her. She fixed her eyes and saw that it was a piece of yellowed paper, and bent down to pick it up.

She never went to school, and her master never taught her to read.I used to leave letters to express my ideas by drawing pictures.Looking at this familiar painting method, it was left by the master.

It depicts an old man sitting in a small boat and sailing towards the distance.

Mulan squeezed the paper unconsciously, and the master left again.

Recalling the 8 years of getting along, the master never said anything about himself. The memory of getting along with the master the most is in a bamboo forest. The master urged her to practice swordsmanship. Whenever she was tired and wanted to be lazy, the master would use it. The mung bean she took out hit her, and it was a red mark on her body, until one day she was able to split the mung bean in half, and when she practiced a flower gun to perfection, the number of times she saw her master became less and less.

As soon as Mulan came down the mountain, she met an acquaintance at the entrance of the village. The visitor was wearing a short shirt, trousers rolled up to the knees, stepping on straw sandals, and carrying a basket of fat fish that were still alive and kicking. The clothes on his chest were of different shades. Come back from the river.

"Sister Mulan, why did you go down the mountain so early today?" Zhang Yuan laughed.

"It's okay, just go and see if the tree I planted has been damaged by the rain."

"Look, I caught several big fish early this morning, and I'll send them to you later." Zhang Yuan patted the fish frame with a proud face.

"Okay. I'll go first!" Mulan patted him on the shoulder and strode away.

Looking at the back of her leaving, Zhang Yuan was a little confused. What happened to Miss Mulan?He was kind to him on weekdays, but now not only did he not say much, but he also left in such a hurry.

Could it be that something happened at home?But isn't she the only one in her family?It's not like offending anyone!Zhang Yuan thought in doubt.

Although Sister Mulan was only three years older than him, she stood up to the sky like a man, and she was there to support the sky when the sky fell.

In my impression, Sister Mulan has always been fearless. When he was bullied when he was young, Sister Mulan was the first to come out to protect him.His two families are only separated by a few households, and their contacts are very close.His mother also looked at Sister Mulan as her own daughter, and she was very close on weekdays.

Mulan went home and entered the room, and saw Sisi lying quietly on the couch, her forehead was very hot again when she poked her hand.

No, she has to go to the doctor.But the only Baicaotang in the county is famous for eating money.The little money she has is not enough for the medical expenses.

I just troubled Big Brother Lu a few days ago, so I can't go to him anymore.Mulan took out all her belongings, glanced at the man on the couch, and gritted her teeth.

Forget it, money can be earned in the future!When people are gone, there is nothing.After feeding Sisi another antipyretic pill, Mulan clutched the money in her hand and hurried out.

People came and went on the street, and the cries of peddlers mixed with the sound of horseshoes passed by my ears.

Mulan stood at the bottom of the steps, looking at the plaque hanging in front of her, with the three big characters of Baicaotang on it.

These poor people who barely have a meal can't afford medicine at all on weekdays, even when they are sick, they endure it. There is only one pharmacy in the whole county, Baishengtang.

It's just that people who come here to see a doctor are either rich or expensive.

Mulan stepped forward and saw that the shopkeeper was looking at the ledger, stroking his beard from time to time to feel comfortable.

"Doctor, I'll get the medicine."

The man gave her a sideways look, and continued to stare at the ledger without raising his head: "Do you have any money?"

Mulan put the strings of copper coins on the counter.

"My friend suffered a serious chest injury not long ago, and now he is hot all over, with a high fever that does not go away. I still hope the doctor will give me some side effects."

The shopkeeper calmly picked up the few strings of money, shook the weight, and frowned: "It's not enough."