Yan Xiaoan was eating steamed buns, and Yan Qiuyu took off her stockings. The water in the tub was a little hot, but before she put her feet down, Yan Xiaoan started to grin.
"Hiss... hot, hot, hot, old man, we have no grudges in the past, and you are trying to kill me." Yan Xiaoan looked like he was struggling with tears in his eyes, and his performance was quite interesting. .
"You have been soaking in the paddy field all day, and I am here to keep you away from the cold, otherwise you will be the one who suffers tomorrow."
"Really?" Yan Xiaoan believed it rationally, but the skin of the feet didn't allow it. The skin was thin and the fillings were thin. Once soaked, they would be hot and cooked.
Yan Qiuyu was also afraid of her, so he took a towel from one side and soaked it, and then wrapped it on her feet. Although Yan Xiaoan was still burned this time, he saw that the master's hands were also red, and she finally felt better. some.
Zhang Dashan was used to all kinds of crackling noises in this room. The young man had eaten and drank enough. After a tiring day, he soon began to dream.
After covering it several times, Yan Xiaoan's cold feet finally regained some warmth. He prepared bath water for Yan Xiaoan and told her to soak up the water. Yan Qiuyu then returned to the study to get down to business.
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In the midsummer of the year of Jingheren, disasters came from heaven, and the people were in dire straits, especially in the north. The victims fled to other places one after another. When they were hungry and cold, the leftover soup and cold food were all eaten to satisfy their hunger...
Yan Qiuyu frowned and closed the soul crossing book. In the past few days, these words were hitting his heart every time, which was indescribably depressed. Finally, he put away the soul crossing book, worried that Yan Xiaoan fell asleep in the bathtub again. Even though the boundary is closed, it won’t get cold, but it’s not good to soak it for a long time.
When he pushed the door open and went in, there was no movement behind the screen, but he heard someone snoring. Yan Qiuyu pinched the paper man and took care of Yan Xiaoan, while he made the bed. After the paper man finished his work, he took over the sleeping man. villain.
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Early in the morning, Yan Xiaoan woke up from the pain. No part of his body was his. It was like being hit by a car suddenly in a TV series. The broken bones were misplaced and everything, and they all acted out a "Man-Han banquet" on his body. I want to die.
Zhang Dashan could still hold on at first, but when he heard Yan Xiaoan howl in the room, he immediately followed suit and became embarrassed, but he didn't want to show off his face in front of the second uncle, so he gritted his teeth and stood up, and even said something shamelessly. I want to do it all by myself.
Yan Qiuyu looked at the way he was shaking his legs and thought that this kid was really heartless.
When he opened the door and looked at the person who suddenly closed her eyes and kicked her legs on the bed, she knew that she was also starting to pretend to be dead.
"Xiao An, I'm late today. I'm afraid I won't be able to finish the work. Be obedient and don't wait around."
Yan Qiuyu lifted him up, and Yan Xiaoan slid back onto the bed like a boneless mollusk. "Master, it hurts."
"Where does it hurt?" Yan Qiuyu believed it.
"Everywhere hurts, especially this heart, it hurts like hell." After saying this, Yan Xiaoan moved his body forward. Without saying the following sentence, Yan Qiuyu really felt sorry for her, but when he saw her The movement showed that she was too lazy.
Zhang Dashan was at the door, feeling a little distressed when he saw Yan Xiaoan's pale face, "Second uncle, why don't you let Xiao An rest for now, and I'll go by myself."
"No." Yan Qiuyu was very tough this time, and his tone was even worse, as if he was really angry. Zhang Dashan immediately stopped talking and retreated to the yard.
Seeing the master like this, Yan Xiaoan cheered up, carefully tugged on his sleeve, and called out softly, "Master."
This soft voice made Yan Qiuyu calm down and explained patiently.
"This soul transfer is not as simple as you think. When you come, you have to shoulder your share of responsibilities. Those souls will feel the truth and falsehood, and you must not be careless in what you should do. "
Yan Xiaoan blinked and remembered what happened at Peanut Field. It was indeed the master and the apprentice who were involved in the whole process.
"But I'm really tired." Even though he knew it, Yan Xiaoan still muttered a little.
"That's all, let's just have another busy day today, and then let a man from Zhang Dashan's hometown work as an au pair, and you can just give him a hand."
Zhang Dashan sneezed in the yard and felt a chill on his back. Only then did he see the master and apprentice walking out with smiles on their faces.
When they were working in the fields, Zhang Dashan still wanted to give Yan Xiaoan some credit. This time, before Yan Qiuyu could open his mouth to reprimand, Yan Xiaoan himself gave Zhang Dashan a beating.
Zhang Dashan was stunned for a moment about the day of hoeing at noon, and about planting a grain of millet in the spring. He didn't understand anything, and he had to sigh that this scholar is literate.
Before Zhang Dashan could recover from the confusion, he knew why in the evening. Yan Xiaoan had a smile on his face all day, and he had to coax himself: Xiaoan is a girl, the treasure of the second uncle's heart. , must be offered up, offered up.
After dinner, Yan Xiaoan greeted Zhang Dashan and played with toys together, while Yan Qiuyu went back to the study by himself.
When he took out the wooden checkers, Zhang Dashan's eyes widened. He had never seen anything like this. When Yan Xiaoan took out the round chess pieces from the plate, Zhang Dashan was shocked. shocked.
"This thing is really amazing."
This is why Yan Qiuyu specially made some less conspicuous gadgets to relieve Yan Xiaoan's boredom. Yan Xiaoan explained the rules of the game to Zhang Dashan while he was stunned.
Someone was immersed in surprise and didn't listen much. He kept losing a few games, and Yan Xiaoan couldn't play anymore.
Looking at Zhang Dashan's face with tears in his eyes, "You want it?"
In the future society, this thing will be just an ordinary gadget. Even because of the emergence of mobile phones, fewer and fewer people are playing with it. It is already a relatively unpopular project. However, for Zhang Dashan, who is a pure ancient, then He just saw something that couldn't be more surprising.
Zhang Dashan nodded as if pounding garlic.
"Let's do this. You go back and write your name and memorize the few poems my master taught you, and I will give them to you."
Well? Zhang Dashan's head hurt a little, but what he saw in front of him was too tempting. Under the choice of rights and interests, he still couldn't stand the temptation and agreed to Yan Xiaoan's conditions.
So, a certain person was exhausted physically and mentally. He stayed up for half the night and kept mumbling: Dad, I was ignorant in the past. I didn’t know that there are thousands of books and one word is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Our ancestors bless the unworthy descendants of the mountains. ……call……
After dozing off for a while and regaining consciousness, Yan Qiuyu finished his serious business and passed by the door of his room. He also saw the bright light in his room. He was a little confused, but did not go to check, and returned to his room in confusion.
