"Uncle Qin." Dong Chuanlin pushed open the study door.

Director Qin nodded and told him to sit down, took the bill and looked up at him: "Why, I heard that you were in a bad mood when you came back yesterday?"

"..." Dong Chuanlin pursed his lips and muttered, "Little brother's mouth is really broken."

Director Qin smiled and said, "You are so noisy, you don't allow others to complain."

Dong Chuanlin defended with a sullen face: "No way, I just didn't laugh, and I didn't curse..." He didn't know that he was so majestic in the hearts of the juniors.

"Go back and take a good look at your own face. Being expressionless is no better than cursing someone."

Dong Chuanlin, who is self-aware, chose to remain silent.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Director Qin laughed twice, closed the account book and said, "People who are about to get married, but still act so frizzy, you have to learn from Song Geer."

"...Okay." He said yes, but kept muttering in his heart.

Half of the reason for his frizz comes from the object, which makes him learn how to learn.Do you want to learn from his love of worrying, or learn from him to act arbitrarily?

No one likes to listen to the topic of preaching. Director Qin didn't want to be an annoying elder, so he asked another question: "Has the date of marriage been set? It's so simple that there are no invitations?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Dong Chuanlin suddenly came to his senses, how could he forget such an important matter.He hastily took out the invitation card he had prepared from his lapel, stood up straight and held it up with both hands: "September [-]th, invite Uncle Qin to a wedding wine."

"There's less than four months left. I'll ask Uncle Mo not to make a long list for you later. If I miss the wedding date, I don't know how to explain to Brother Song." Uncle Qin teased with warmth.

Dong Chuanlin has been studying with Master Mo for more than half a year. The simple and easy-to-learn Master Mo taught him hand in hand, and the rest of the trade tricks and essences are only a little bit of his own understanding.

Whether it is Uncle Mo, Uncle Qin or the shopkeeper, they are very tolerant and optimistic towards Dong Chuanlin, and they have no reservations about the project list in their hands, and let him grow as much as possible.

This treatment of his own son is enough to make many apprentices envious, but fortunately he is not the most special, because Dong Chuanlin's roommate Chen Suiyang is also a lucky child.

Although he is just a small follower under Uncle Qin, anyone with a discerning eye knows that Uncle Qin is teaching his disciples by precept and example.

Accompanied by Chen Suiyang, the apprentices felt less envious and jealous towards Dong Chuanlin.

After all, the only favor is rare, but there are two people who can be valued, which shows that there is still hope for hard work.

Uncle Qin is a straightforward person, Dong Chuanlin didn't show politeness to him, he nodded sincerely to thank him, he hesitated for a while and said, "Uncle Qin, about Lu Zhiming - I neglected my duty, and I am sorry for causing you trouble by surprising you." He bowed in apology.

Uncle Qin raised his hand to signal him to stand up, "You know everything?"

"Well, I know everything." Dong Chuanlin emphasized emphatically: "I also know what Han Song is doing."

Uncle Qin raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then realized: "It seems that I have to practice Suiyang more, and you have made me talk so quickly."

"It's because we are too familiar with each other, and if you don't have a good word, he will naturally get through it quickly." Dong Chuanlin explained.

"Brother Song comes and goes in a hurry, and spends all his time investigating the matter, so where is the time to string together words." Uncle Qin sighed: "You are also smart enough, it seems that you won't be coaxed away casually."

"Uncle Qin, you're joking again." Dong Chuanlin pursed his lips and smiled, "Do you know what Brother Song... said to Lu Zhiming? And... why did he want you to keep it from me?"

"If you want to know, just ask him. You two are about to become a family, so what are you embarrassed to say?" Supervisor Qin deliberately teased, and after a few laughs, he said seriously: "Emotions are most afraid of guessing, don't be stupid .”

……

Dong Chuanlin didn't know if he was stupid or not, but he felt very clearly that he would miss Han Song, miss him very much, and miss him more and more.

Dong Chuanlin recalled the days when he came back, and he attributed this illness to the reason for moving to a new house.

The last time he and Han Song wanted to move to live with him was not just talk, he really wanted to move there.

So within a few days after he came back, Dong Chuanlin started to pack his luggage and clean up to prepare for the move.

For this reason, Chen Suiyang complained deeply.

He asked several times overtly and secretly if he was bothering him and why Duan Duan moved away. The point was to leave his comfortable residence and go to a lonely house when Han Song was not around.

Dong Chuanlin was laughed at by him, and said with a smile: "You are not afraid that Han Song will be jealous, but I am also afraid that your future partner will be jealous."

"Just count your glib tongue." Chen Suiyang blushed instantly, and his voice was a little weaker: "I don't care about things that are far away in the sky."

"Hahaha——" Dong Chuanlin patted him on the shoulder with a smile, twirling his other fingertips, and said plausibly: "The old man counts, you are about to usher in good luck, it is the destiny destined by heaven, you just wait to hug him." Let the beauty go home!"

"Are you sure?" Chen Suiyang curled his lips in disgust, but when he lowered his head, he secretly curled the corners of his mouth.

After moving to Han Song's room, Dong Chuanlin's longing sometimes became stronger and sometimes weaker.

Seeing the familiar decorations on his desk, the two of them choose the items to buy together... kind and warm, as if they are by their side, and they will go home after dark.

But when it was really dark and the night was quiet, Dong Chuanlin began to think again, as if a few ants had sneaked into his heart, faint and ubiquitous.

He hugged the pillow that Han Song had slept on, and took a deep sniff. There was nothing but the herbal fragrance from the pillow itself.

After punching the pillow hard several times, Dong Chuanlin's depressed mood eased a bit.He smoothed the pillow carefully, hugged the pillow and fell asleep.

In the dream, the one who opens his arms to embrace is the person from afar.

A few days after the leisure time, Dong Chuanlin was arranged to go to the medicinal material market hundreds of miles away to purchase.

The two-month itinerary was fruitful. Apart from high-quality medicinal materials, the people and things he encountered were hard for him to digest.

Uncle Qin's study room, after reporting the purchase situation, Dong Chuanlin was silent for a moment and then said, "I saw Lu Zhiming in the medicinal material market."

Uncle Qin and Uncle Mo looked at each other.

"I don't know which medicine shop he followed, and he bought a large amount of medicinal materials for bone injuries and trauma." Dong Chuanlin said.

Uncle Qin tapped on the desk with two fingers slightly bent, "It's Yu Qingtang's young master."

"Yu Qingtang?" Dong Chuanlin couldn't believe it: "He actually climbed a high branch..."

There are three pillars of the Yuehe National Medicine Store, the top one is Jimintang, which supplies medicine to the imperial palace, and the Yicaotang and Yuqingtang are evenly matched, and they have always been rivals.

After expelling Lu Zhiming from the pharmaceutical village, Director Qin ordered someone to reveal a little bit of what he did. It is impossible that the colleagues did not get the news.

In just a few months, it is definitely not easy for Lu Zhiming to gain the attention of the young master Yu Qingtang and participate in the whole purchase...

After thinking for a moment, Dong Chuanlin frowned and said, "I don't understand. Although bone and trauma medicines are commonly used medicines, there is no need to stockpile them in large quantities. Is there any secret behind the purchase of such a huge quantity?"

The frequency of tapping the table with his knuckles increased, and Uncle Qin said slowly: "I don't know the specific reason. The shopkeeper is on his way here, and he will arrive in a few days, so we will know everything when the time comes."

"Did he talk to you?" Uncle Mo, who had been listening quietly all this time, suddenly asked.

Dong Chuanlin frowned and shook his head after deep thought: "I didn't speak alone, I just passed by."

"Don't think about it, wait until the shopkeeper comes." Uncle Qin repeated again.

Although Dong Chuanlin was full of doubts, he still nodded and didn't say much.

On the way to the gray room, he repeatedly thought of a sentence that Lu Zhiming said when Lu Zhiming passed him by.

"How can life be full of joy."

The wind was very strong at that time, but Dong Chuanlin could hear it clearly.

Intuition told him that these words were meant for him, and had nothing to do with work, only referring to Dong Chuanlin as a whole.

Like a reminder, but also like a curse.

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