After crossing the border, I rely on craftsmanship to eat

The job assignment is much simpler than Dong Chuanlin imagined.Apprentices have no right to choose, they have to go wherever they are assigned, and if they do not obey the arrangement, they will pack up and leave.

The ranking obtained by combining the opinions of the tutors is not much different from the ranking of the pure medicine frying results. Everyone listened to the master's announcement of the distribution list in a law-abiding manner.

After reading the long list, the only thing that was not arranged by Dong Chuanlin and Chen Suiyang.When the meeting was adjourned, the principal stopped the two of them to stay and talk.

The apprentices have different moods, some are happy and some are sad, and the footsteps know everything.

Everyone left in twos and threes, only Lu Zhiming dawdled alone.

Originally, he had a good partner, but for some reason they got into a stalemate some time ago, so they ignored each other.Hearing that his former good friend will soon have a new partner, he completely left Lu Zhiming behind.

"Lu Zhiming, do you have anything else to do?" Mr. Qin couldn't bear it any longer, he got up and walked a few steps out of the house, feeling a sense of distance for a few miles.

"Uncle Qin", Lu Zhiming was a little excited, turned to look at Dong Chuanlin and Chen Suiyang, hesitant to speak, "That...I..."

Dong Chuanlin looked at the sky and the earth but did not look at people, pretending not to understand the meaning of his words.Want to urge me to leave, no way!

Director Qin became impatient, and waved his hand to chase away people: "If it's because you are assigned to cut medicine, then don't talk about it, go back and get ready to go to work tomorrow."

"But Uncle Qin..." Thinking that there were two other people watching the fun, Lu Zhiming couldn't stop talking, even if he died, he would not let Dong Chuanlin see his jokes. "I'm bothering Uncle Qin, I...I will definitely prepare well, and I will live up to Uncle Qin's expectations!" After speaking, he bowed his head and walked away quickly.

"Chuan Lin to close the door, let's talk about business." Chief Qin said.

After closing the door, Dong Chuanlin came back and stood in a row with Chen Suiyang in front of Chief Qin.

"Let's put aside the job arrangements for the two of you, and go over there to practice first." Over there refers to the special processing room, which is the key to the great reputation of Yicaotang. "The arrangement will be based on the one given. It happens that you live together and have companions."

The two agreed in unison, with all the kindness in their hearts contained in it.

"Go back first, report on time tomorrow, those old men have a very strange temper." At the end, Director Qin called Dong Chuanlin again: "You have to learn from Sui Yang, don't know who you are going to marry all day long."

"Uncle Qin, I don't." Dong Chuanlin pursed his lips, "I am studying very seriously." It's just that the effect is not good.

Uncle Qin smiled: "I'm joking with you, as long as you work hard."

After Uncle Qin made a joke, the sense of urgency in Dong Chuanlin's heart that had high hopes dissipated somewhat.The two were going back to the house to rest.

God is not beautiful, it is rare for him to rest today, but Han Song is so busy that he can only go back to sleep.

On the way back to the house, an unexpected man blocked Dong Chuanlin's way.

Chen Suiyang was also very puzzled, and looked him up and down. This man was dressed in a strange way, which didn't match the atmosphere of the pharmaceutical village at all.The opponent's purpose was very clear, and his eyes did not move away from Dong Chuanlin.

"Why are you here?" Dong Chuanlin recalled, "You shouldn't be in that...what kind of building..." It's not a serious building anyway.

Seeing that the two were acquainted, Chen Suiyang was more relieved, and said that he would go back to the house first and let them catch up.

"Don't go." Dong Chuanlin hurriedly called to Chen Suiyang, and said in a weak voice: "He is too strong, if there is a fight, I can't fight alone."

After the words fell, Zhuohua sneered, with obvious sarcasm.

Dong Chuanlin's courage suddenly grew, and he immediately changed his words: "It's okay, you go back first, I'll go back after chatting with him."

Chen Suiyang struggled: "Really?"

"Really!" Dong Chuanlin's voice was loud and loud, "Go back quickly." Forgive him for not daring to do anything in the pharmaceutical village in broad daylight.

After Chen Suiyang left, his figure gradually blurred, Dong Chuanlin cleared his throat and said, "Tell me, what can you do with me?"

"Is Han Song your man?" Zhuo Hua answered irrelevantly.

Dong Chuanlin squinted his eyes to look at him, feeling an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart.He asked, "Why are you here? Who brought you here?"

The pharmaceutical village is heavily guarded, and he must not be the one who sneaked in.Shopkeeper Yin doesn't like male sex, and there's no need to bring a young lady to work.Then only the owner of a gorgeous carriage remains...

"Why am I here? It doesn't matter who brought me here." Zhuohua chuckled twice, and after a pause he said seriously: "Han Song is excellent, I admire him very much, you are blessed."

The serious tone seemed to be a sincere compliment, but it made people feel a little more flustered.

Dong Chuanlin was annoyed: "What on earth are you here for? Tell me what you have to say! You're making troubles, motherfucker."

Zhuohua laughed again, seeing that Dong Chuanlin wanted to beat someone up.

"If you want to know, you can go back and ask Han Song, he knows everything."

This guy's frightened appearance is more annoying than Lu Zhiming's, and the scorching sun is even more annoying. Dong Chuanlin narrowed his eyes, "You came from the brothel to provoke our relationship on purpose?"

"By the way," Zhuo Hua kindly reminded me, "You can also ask Han Song about my identity, he knows all about it." After saying that he deserved a beating, he strode away without looking back.

A pool of clear water was turned upside down, Dong Chuanlin shook his head a few times to force himself to wake up.

Is it his month of crossing lately?Why are all the annoying spirits appearing, the kind that linger.

With doubts in his stomach, Dong Chuanlin gave up going back to the house to sleep, and went to Han's house instead.He wanted to ask Han Song for clarification, otherwise he would suffocate to death.

After chatting with Aunt Han for a while, she said that she was tired and wanted to go back to the house for a rest.Dong Chuanlin was bored staying alone, so he closed the door and entered Han Song's room.

Sleep and wait!

After sleeping until the sun was setting, Dong Chuanlin got up in a daze. Aunt Han was choosing dishes in the small hall, but Han Song was still not seen.

After dinner, he refused to listen to Aunt Han's persuasion and insisted on waiting for him to come back.Aunt Han had no choice but to let him wait tonight and lie down to sleep when he was sleepy.

At the beginning Dong Chuanlin was still very clear-headed, but gradually the oil lamp dimmed, and all the sleepy bugs in his mind came out.He leaned against the pillow and fell into a drowsy, unsteady sleep.

When Han Song first entered the small living room, he was surprised at how the oil lamp was lit in his room. When he opened the door, Dong Chuanlin was curled up on the bed, a cute and cute little ball.

The already light-footed movements are more cautious.

Walking to the bed, Han Song picked up the quilt at the end of the bed and covered him.As soon as the thin quilt covered her, the dreamer woke up.

"It's too late, just rest here, and I'll take you back tomorrow morning." Han Song softened his voice and rubbed his waist, "I'll go wash up, you go to bed first."

Hearing this, Dong Chuanlin immediately wrapped his arms around his waist to prevent him from moving.

Han Song thought he was angry for getting up, laughed twice and picked him up and put him on his lap.Lips restlessly kissed back and forth on the sleepy face.

After kissing for a long time, seeing the face of the person in his arms turn rosy, he said: "If you don't want to sleep, just sit and wait for me. After a busy day, I smell bad." His voice was soft and gentle.

After a quick wash, Han Song returned to the room.Dong Chuanlin sat obediently and waited for him, shrouded in moonlight, giving people a sense of belonging.

The two lay down, Han Song wrapped him in his arms, his back pressed tightly against his chest.

After a while of silence, when Han Song thought he was asleep, he suddenly turned around and held his face.

He asked: "I saw Zhuo Hua today, why is he here?"

Han Song was a little stunned. He didn't expect him to ask these questions, and he replied after a moment of silence: "He is here to deal with business. I can't say what it is."

"During this time, you are busy and can't say anything?" Dong Chuanlin was in a hurry, "Who is he, and what secrets is he hiding?"

He was answered by a string of silence.After a long time, Han Song said slowly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you."

Seeing Han Song's expression, Dong Chuanlin fully understood.

He fell into Zhuohua's trap, he shouldn't have asked from the beginning.It was a good time of warmth, but the scenery was spoiled by these questions.

"It's okay, so let's not talk about it." Dong Chuanlin kissed him, "Go to sleep, let's see how tired you are."

The corners of Han Song's mouth curled up slightly, his long arms tightened to hug him tightly, and his chin rested on his forehead, "I'm not tired at all with you by my side."

Night has already fallen, and people are at peace.

On the second day, when Dong Chuanlin passed by the guard's site intentionally or unintentionally, he found that the two carriages were gone.

This indirectly confirmed his idea.

That bastard came here on purpose to sow discord, he must have a plan.As for who is in the picture...the two of them knew each other well.

The sense of crisis in Dong Chuanlin's heart became stronger.

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