The old lady came trotting over.

Fu Jichang hurried forward and supported her.

"Grandma!" he shouted with slightly red eyes.

"Chang'er, when did you come back from Northern Xinjiang? You've been gone for several years, and grandma missed you so much!"

The old lady choked with tears in her eyes.

Fu Jichang: ...

Ji Xiaobei: …

Aunt Zhang: ...

"Grandma, I, I came from Northern Xinjiang a few years ago..." Fu Jichang held the old lady's hand tightly and immediately changed his words: "Grandma, I just came back from Northern Xinjiang yesterday, and I came back to see you early this morning..."

Ji Xiaobei and Nanny Zhang went to the side room and let the two generations of grandfather and grandson have a good chat.

"Chang'er, you've lost a lot of weight!" The old lady touched his face and pinched the flesh on his waist.

"The conditions in the northern border are tough, just come back and recuperate for a while!"

Fu Jichang felt itchy from being pinched, so he grabbed the old lady's hand and helped him sit down.

"Is your cloth weaving going smoothly?" Fu Jichang asked.

"Chang'er, let me tell you, grandma improved the recipe, and the cloth she weaves is better than the ones made by your grandparents in Jiangnan. And your grandpa might not be able to fix the loom, but I fixed it for you..."

The old lady's eyes flashed with joy, and she took out a small screwdriver from her pocket, holding it up like a child and said, "Use this, I got it from your grandparents..."

Fu Jichang chatted with her, all about what happened when she was at her parents' home.

The old lady spoke with great interest.

Fu Jichang chuckled.

Nanny Zhang brought some water over and reminded the old lady to rest for a while.

The old lady waved her hands and said, "Not tired, not tired, Chang'er, you've been in the northern border for so many years, practice a few moves for grandma to see!"

Aunt Zhang hurriedly stopped him and said, "Madam, you can't do that. The young master just came back and is very tired. He should rest for a while before practicing."

Ji Xiaobei just told her that Fu Jichang was injured, but he is fine now.

Nanny Zhang was so frightened that her face turned pale.

The young master must not have any accident. He is the only descendant of the Fu family. What will we do if something happens to him?

"Okay, Aunt Zhang is right, I won't practice anymore, I won't practice anymore..."

The wrinkles on the old lady's face were revealed because of her smile.

Ji Xiaobei came out and she felt that Fu Jichang should do some exercise now.

"Madam Zhang, it's okay. These are small movements that don't use up much energy. It's a good opportunity for the old lady to give him some pointers."

Ji Xiaobei said with a smile.

Old Mrs. Fu nodded repeatedly.

Ji Xiaobei and Nanny Zhang sat on chairs while Fu Jichang performed in the front.

Ji Xiaobei: Haha, it’s a free performance and this man is quite pleasing to the eyes, otherwise it would be torture.

"Here, use your legs!" Old Mrs. Fu instructed.

Fu Jichang pushed the ground with his right leg.

"No, it's the one over there..." the old lady corrected.

Fu Jichang: Your instructions are not clear!

Seeing this, Ji Xiaobei went to the gate, got a long bamboo pole and handed it to the old lady.

The old lady was quite satisfied.

She held a bamboo stick and tapped his legs and then poked his back.

"Tighten your legs!" the old lady said seriously.

Fu Jichang: How come I’m back to the time when I was seven years old? My grandfather was not at home, and my grandmother was supervising my practice like this.

woo woo woo...

Don't want to do it again.

Ji Xiaobei folded his arms, watching with great interest, and from time to time he praised the old lady for her good guidance.

The old lady handed the bamboo pole to Ji Xiaobei with a smile.

"My girl, come here, I'm going to ask Aunt Zhang to go to the toilet!"

The old lady stood up and went to the side room.

Ji Xiaobei: Hahaha, you’re now in my hands.

"Come here, your neck is so limp, is it broken or something? Straighten it up, straighten it up..."

"Keep your feet firmly on the ground, keep your calves tight, and don't let up... I'm talking to you, where are you looking?"

Ji Xiaobei saw Fu Jichang looking at him.

She immediately picked up the bamboo pole and hit him on the calf.

"You, are you really going to fight? Can you finish it now?"

Fu Jichang felt wronged.

Now that her grandmother had left, she became serious again.

He expressed his dissatisfaction!

"It's not over yet. There's less than a quarter of an hour left. Keep going... Use small movements, use precise force, and concentrate... Keep going!"

Ji Xiaobei felt like he was another Zheng Guo.

This is how she instructs her students.

Be serious and responsible, and never let students be lazy.

After a few minutes of adapting, Fu Jichang did his job meticulously, seriously and conscientiously.

Ji Xiaobei was very satisfied and imitated Zheng Guo's tone and said, "Okay, let's stop here today and continue tomorrow."

"Can we continue tomorrow?"

Fu Jichang asked sweatily.

Ji Xiaobei: This is the first time I have met such a serious student.

She nodded and said, "Yes, continue practicing tomorrow. Your body has almost recovered and should be recovering slowly."

Ji Xiaobei never asked Fu Jichang what he did, but last time he was chased and poisoned.

His opponent must not be an ordinary person, so let him resume training as soon as possible.

If something like this happens again, he can take precautions.

Bah! I'd better not let this happen again. I spent so much money and begged others to develop an antidote.

She brought a few broken jade fans to Zheng Guo yesterday.

It was given to her by Jiaojiao. Jiaojiao said it was not worth much, but very beautiful, and let Ji Xiaobei play with it.

Ji Xiaobei looked at the brocade fan and its smooth and delicate texture.

This thing was not valuable or rare in ancient times.

But if it were sold to an antique dealer in modern times, it would be worth a lot of money.

"What are you thinking about?" Fu Jichang interrupted her thoughts.

"It's okay, it's okay. You can get the injection after Grandma Fu passes away!" said Ji Xiaobei.

Old Mrs. Fu paused and went back to her room.

"Madam Zhang, what are they talking about? Injections?" Old Mrs. Fu asked in confusion.

"Ah...well, it might be acupuncture. It's very cold in the northern border. The young master needs to recuperate for a while after returning!" said Nanny Zhang.

She didn't know what an injection was, but she knew that the young master was still in the treatment period.

"Madam Zhang, please have someone go to the capital to get that old mountain ginseng and use it to nourish Chang'er!"

"Madam, although the young master is weak, he cannot take any supplements. The old mountain ginseng is at least several hundred years old. I'll have someone bring some tonics and medicinal foods from the mansion to nourish the young master!"

Nanny Zhang said.

"Yes, get some more for Xiaobei. No, she can't take a big supplement now!"

The old lady frowned again.

"Old lady, you said yesterday that you would send someone to the capital to find a midwife. I have already arranged for someone to go find one. Are you sure you want him to come to Anzhou and wait?" asked Aunt Zhang.

"Ah! Midwife? What do you need a midwife for?" Old Mrs. Fu asked in surprise.

Nanny Zhang went over and covered her mouth.

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