Grandma Xia pouted, waved her hands and snorted: "Why, you fall in love with that little girl and want to accept her as a closed disciple?"
She sneered: "You have really healed your scars and forgot about the pain. You were made like this by your students and disciples!"
Mr. Tang sighed: "That's different. Xiaoyuan is different from them. She is a good girl with a kind heart."
He paused and said, "At my age, I must have some inheritance. Besides, she knows some common health knowledge that even Xiaoning, a village doctor, may not know."
Salmonella, he hadn't heard this professional term in years.
Grandma Xia said angrily: "Your family's inheritance is Chinese medicine, why are you talking about Western medicine?"
Mr. Tang pushed up his glasses helplessly: "You have forgotten that I majored in political economics as well as medicine in the UK. Although my family has a heritage of traditional Chinese medicine, we also want to integrate with modern medicine and learn from foreigners to make up for our shortcomings. "
If it weren't for the fact that they returned to China and failed to take the school graduation exam, he would have been able to obtain a Western medicine license.
"..." Granny Xia thought about it for a while, and it was true that her man had studied a lot of majors abroad before, and even got two doctorates.
Mr. Tang smiled: "When I saw Xiaoyuan, I remembered the days when we were studying. I heard from Zhaonan that she read Chinese textbooks every night."
Grandma Xia said angrily: "Okay, okay, anyway, I can't persuade you, an old man who likes to teach others. I hope that stinky girl won't let you down."
"I believe that girl, if she is a child with bad conduct, even if she is forced to marry Zhao Nan, she will definitely not want to have anything to do with our two excrement-digging landowners and stinky Lao Jiu."
Mr. Tang said seriously.
From the time Ning Yuan saw them, she took the initiative to give up their dinner, and even stopped Zhao Nan from giving things to the two old people.
He even took the initiative to give them eggs, brown sugar, and even wanted to help them move to a better house.
Everyone can see that Ning Yuan is a good and empathetic child.
You know, these days, let alone sharing meat with others, anyone who eats more and gets more eggs and fruits can break his head.
Grandma Xia waved the sole of her shoe angrily: "Okay, okay, I haven't seen you talk so much in normal times. You can accept it if you want. If that stinky girl is like those wolf-hearted students of yours, I'll beat her to death." .”
Mr. Tang laughed and said nothing.
He knew that his wife had been very wary over the years.
She must have heard what Ning Yuan said just now about how at least one of the two people must be dishonorable if they want to live.
If the old lady really hated Ning Yuan, she would never agree to Ning Yuan becoming his disciple.
"I just don't know if she is willing or not." Mr. Tang thought for a while.
Grandma Xia jumped up immediately, waving her shoes in her hand with a raised eyebrow——
"How dare that stinky girl be picky? How can she be qualified to be your disciple before liberation? If that stinky girl dares to be disrespectful, see if I don't knock her ass!"
Mr. Tang: "..."
His wife is having a hard time with her butt, right?
…
Ning Yuan had only gone a few steps when she saw Rong Zhaonan leaning under a big tree.
She paused, said nothing, walked around him and turned around to leave.
Rong Zhaonan watched her walk past him with a straight face, without even looking at her.
He frowned and followed her.
Ning Yuan was in front with a flashlight, and he was behind.
It was dusk, the stars were set in the black velvet sky, and the breeze in the fields was a bit cool.
Ning Yuan focused her attention on the surrounding environment and deliberately ignored the man behind her.
But his presence was so strong that she could only feel his gaze, like a gleam on her back.
Ning Yuan walked for a while, but finally couldn't hold it back and stopped.
Then she turned sharply, wanting him to go first.
As a result, when she turned her face, she found a chest like a wall.
Ning Yuan almost bumped into it with the tip of her nose. She couldn't help but trembled, staggered and almost fell.
Rong Zhaonan raised his hand and grabbed her, helping her stand up.
Ning Yuan looked up at him and said angrily: "Are you a ghost? Why are you following so closely!"
Why is this person walking close to people like a spirit behind him? !
Rong Zhaonan looked down at the girl in front of him, Xiao Yuan's face was full of annoyance.
In the dark summer night, her big eyes were like bright stars, full of life.
"Can't I come closer and not block your way? You are angry. Why?" He raised his eyebrows.
Ning Yuan is going to be pissed off by the straight man.
She pushed his hand away with a straight face: "Why am I angry? How can I be angry with you, Mr. Rong? Do I deserve it?"
"Rong... boss, what does boss mean?" Rong Zhaonan was thoughtful.
Ning Yuan: "...It means you are sick."
By the way, these days, the golden age of Hong Kong dramas has not yet appeared, so it is normal for him not to know this title.
Rong Zhaonan frowned: "I have no external or internal injuries that can leave any sequelae. Mr. Tang checked my pulse and said I have no problems except for malnutrition."
Even though he was malnourished, he later started hunting in the mountains. After having enough meat, his physical fitness basically returned to its peak.
Ning Yuan: "...No, there's something wrong with your brain."
He was actually wondering whether he was sick or not. The generation gap was so deep!
Rong Zhaonan heard it now: "Are you scolding me?"
Ning Yuan twitched the corners of her lips: "Hehehe, congratulations, you got the answer right, no reward."
After saying that, she turned and left.
I really don’t want to talk to him.
Rong Zhaonan suddenly moved and stood in front of Ning Yuan: "Why are you swearing, why are you angry?"
Ning Yuan watched him staring at her calmly, but she read it - give me an explanation, otherwise you won't even think about leaving.
She said with a cold face: "Rong Zhaonan, we are living together now. We are helping each other. You are capable, and I make money from the prey you kill."
"My life has been good during this period, but I didn't work hard to find a way, and you have no place to hunt. I don't owe you anything!"
Rong Zhaonan raised his eyebrows: "So what's the point?"
The woman must have a lot on her mind, but she hasn't gotten to the point yet. She is his soldier and has been dealt with by him a long time ago.
Ning Yuan said angrily: "That's why I hate the way you don't speak well and are sarcastic when you open your mouth. Even if my proposal is inappropriate and hurts your wound."
She paused and continued: "But I'm not a god. I can handle everything comprehensively. If you think I'm doing something wrong, just tell me clearly why it's wrong."
"Instead of opening your mouth and making a weird face, I don't owe you anything! Who do you think you are, and why do you talk to me like this?"
She hates people who are angry when they open their mouths, as if they can't speak calmly when they open their mouths!
Li Yan was like this in his previous life. At the age of forty, he could no longer advance his career. He became irritable and irritable and liked to use rhetorical questions at every turn.
Ridiculing others seems to make you look more capable.
Anyone who gets close to him will be affected to a terrible mood, but they are worried about his career failure, so they can only endure it.
WTF! Why? Just because she is married to a man, she has to be his emotional trash can?
It’s not her who made his career difficult!
Rong Zhaonan looked at Ning Yuan's angry look and didn't react for a moment: "..."
Ning Yuan finished venting her anger in one breath and felt inexplicably better. Then she looked at Rong Zhaonan's stunned look.
Her delicate eyebrows knitted: "I'm done, get out of the way."
So annoying, these men!
Rong Zhaonan stared at her, pressed the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and raised the corners of his lips provocatively: "If you don't let me, what can you do?"
