After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

The crying continued for a long time and Shi Junyan became more and more annoyed. He stood up and went to the source of the crying.

He wanted to see whose child was so annoying.

At the gate of Mr. Zhou's yard, Fang Nanzhi was crying loudly with her mouth wide open, tears and snot streaming down her face, feeling very aggrieved.

Her mouth was so big that Shi Junyan felt he could even see her throat.

He had only one thought in his mind: How could a girl cry so ugly?

It was the ugliest he had ever seen.

Then I felt a little confused. Fang Nanzhi actually cried?

She shouldn't be a crybaby... How much injustice must she have suffered to make her cry like this?

Fang Nanzhi had almost cried herself to death before she sobbed and told the whole story: "Master, you don't know, it's thanks to you that I learned those self-defense methods in the past. Otherwise, you wouldn't have such a good disciple."

I didn't notice that Shi Junyan was also listening quietly beside me.

After hearing this, Mr. Zhou was furious. He patted the child on the back and tried to comfort him, "Alright, alright, stop crying. You're going to report this to the police, right? Report! Master will support you."

He turned his head and saw Shi Junyan, so he said, "Well, you've come just in time. I'll leave this matter to you."

Shi Junyan: "...Got it."

Fang Nanzhi cried for a while in Zhou's house and felt much better. When she came back, she had changed into clean clothes, and she had a medicine box, a bunch of cakes and delicious food in her hands. She also said that she would have a day off tomorrow.

Mr. Zhou was afraid that she might have another accident, so he gave her some self-defense medicine.

As for the pastries, they were specially made to comfort her, and they were delicious.

Fang Nanzhi returned with a full load, but she did not go home. Instead, she asked someone to send a note to Su Qingya's residence.

Su Qingya was waiting anxiously in the mansion.

She had actually asked a doctor to come and see her a long time ago. The doctor prescribed her some medicine, but the itching did not improve at all. Instead, it became even more itchy.

She was now extremely itchy all over her body, but she couldn't scratch it. She felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to die. When she heard someone delivering a note, she immediately took the note and read it.

There were only a few crooked words written on the note.

Apply Ren Zhong Huang and boy's urine on your face overnight, boil them, and use them together to treat facial sores.

Su Qingya clenched her fists.

It was obvious that it was Fang Nanzhi's fault. She was deliberately humiliating herself!

But the itchiness on her body kept reminding her that she had no other choice!

Su Qingya gritted her teeth and ordered the maid in a cold voice, "Go, take care of these and destroy the note. Don't let anyone know about it! Otherwise, you know the consequences."

Bitao took the note and said yes tremblingly.

She moved very quickly, and in less than half an hour, she brought two bowls of turbid yellow soup to Su Qingya.

As soon as I brought it over, I could smell the strong smell of urine and stench.

Bi Tao lowered her eyes, not daring to look. However, Su Qingya felt that this was a sign of contempt for her, and she was furious. "Get out! Close the door! From now on, no one is allowed to come in! Just say I went to bed early today!"

"Yes!"

Su Qingya looked at the two bowls of yellow soup, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and drank it all.

The other bowl was for a face mask, and most of her body was exposed to the itching powder…

In the evening, Fang Nanzhi had already arrived home.

Qian Fengping noticed that the child's clothes were different at the first moment and asked about it.

Fang Nanzhi briefly recounted what happened today. She had already cried to her master about the grievances she had suffered because of this incident, and she had almost vented her anger.

Therefore, although he looked quite relaxed when he said it, even so, he still made several people angry.

Qian Fengping was furious. "Fang Qingya isn't being a proper young lady at the Bofu Mansion. Why is she picking on Zhizhi?"

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be angry, she must be having a hard time now!" Fang Nanzhi smiled cunningly: "I gave her a prescription..."

Judging from the time, Su Qingya should have applied the medicine by now.

She was sure that Fang Qingya would do as she was told.

The itching medicine only causes itching at first, but it will become more and more itchy after an hour. During this period, Fang Qingya will definitely not just wait patiently for her medicine. After trying the doctor's medicine and finding it ineffective, she will become anxious. She will definitely try it when she receives the prescription she sends next time.

As for whether the prescription is useful or not - of course it is useless.

Because even if you don't take the antidote, the symptoms will be relieved over time. Well, if I'm not mistaken, Fang Qingya should feel the itching is relieved a lot as soon as she applies the mask on her face. Then, even for the sake of caution, she will keep it applied overnight.

Tsk tsk, it must have been marinated well.

After listening to Fang Nanzhi talk about all the good things he had done, the anger of several people subsided a lot, but they were still cursing.

Fang Yin looked at Fang Nanzhi silently, rarely saying a word.

He was in a complicated mood at the moment. He felt powerless as he could not help his family, but he was also glad that Mr. Zhou could help. He was glad and more determined to take General Meng Yi as his teacher.

He will work hard to be a pillar of support for his family, definitely.

The letter of apprenticeship has been sent, and the six rituals of apprenticeship have been prepared. Tomorrow morning, it will be time to become the apprentice.

Early in the morning, Fang Tong specially dressed Fang Yin in a short-sleeved top, tied her hair up with a simple headband, and made her face clean.

Then he smiled and said, "You know what, second brother looks really good in this dress!"

Fang Yin's chest puffed up with pride at the compliment.

At this time, Fang Nanzhi and Qin Yan came over, each holding two books in their hands.

"Dad, Second Uncle, we have the military book!"

"Military book? Where did you get it..." Fang Tong realized halfway through his words that it was a military book given by a god!

That must be extraordinary!

Fang Nanzhi took out one and gave it to Fang Tong, and one and gave it to Fang Yin.

"Dad, this is your apprenticeship gift. I wrote it."

"Uncle, this book of yours was written by my brother. It's very detailed. If you learn more characters there, you'll definitely be able to understand it."

Fang Nanzhi's voice sounded a little weak, and at first glance, both of them had dark circles under their eyes.

This was written by the brother and sister who stayed up late these two days.

Fang Yin took it and looked at the two of them with emotion.

Qin Yan's eyes were gentle. "This book cannot be shown to others. Study it on your own. When you discuss tactics with your colleagues in the future, you can try combining the methods in it."

He had personally read the intelligent computer and found the content of the military book to be extremely good. The content of Fang Yin's military book was much more and better than the other one.

If you can learn all of these, you will definitely not be too bad in the military camp.

Fang Yin responded and was feeling touched, but then he heard Fang Tong's distressed cry from the side.

"If I had known there was a military book, I wouldn't have bought the sword!"

Qin Yan and Fang Nanzhi asked in unison: "Sword?"

Originally, he was planning to give a sword as a gift, but it was definitely too late to make one now, so yesterday, with the help of the county magistrate, Fang Tong directly bought a cast sword. The sword body was sharp and shining with a cold light, and the hilt and scabbard were wrapped with silver vines, which looked domineering and expensive.

Fang Nanzhi was stunned. Her small hands stroked the scabbard and hilt, her eyes sparkling: "So much silver..."