Raised an ugly man [Transmigration Book]

After Yi Ziqian returned to the mansion, he heard from his subordinates that his sister-in-law had only eaten something slightly cold, and did not disturb her fetal gas, but just had a stomachache, a false alarm.

Only then did he feel relieved.

Back in the room, he closed his eyes and lay down on the bed. As for those troublesome things, he suppressed and didn't want to think about them, so he simply put aside his distracting thoughts and fell asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Yi He went to the government office early to handle official business, and he didn't have time to teach Yi Ziqian his behavior of leaving the mansion last night.

After Yi Ziqian woke up, he also consciously caused the third brother a lot of trouble, thinking that Yi He seemed to be suppressed by Tantai Qing everywhere, and if he stayed here, Tantai Qing might find an excuse to pick on the third brother.

What's more, the sister-in-law is pregnant with a child, which is very inconvenient. The third brother has to take care of the sister-in-law. It is useless to stay here, and it will tie the third brother.

So I left a note saying to leave and put it on the table, so that the third brother can rest assured.

Thinking of Gu Lin staying alone in the bamboo building for a few days, he only called for someone to deliver him a message, and he probably went back this time, because he had to blame himself for leaving for so many days, and it was hard to deal with it with a cold face.

When passing by the market, Yi Ziqian heard a peddler hawking. The peddler was dark and honest, dressed in coarse cloth, and carried a red-cheeked female doll on his back.

Seeing that the peddler had attracted the attention of the customers, he peddled more vigorously. He walked to the man's stall and saw the nectarines in his basket, bright and crisp, red and round, with some morning dew on the skin, like Very fresh.

So he walked up to the peddler and asked, "How do you sell this nectarine?"

When the peddler saw the customer, he said enthusiastically, "One tael, five pennies."

Yi Ziqian said, "Give me two taels."

After that, he gave him the remaining thirteen Wen.

The man was also an honest man, and said: "Guest, I have given too much."

Stretching out his hand to return it to him, Yi Ziqian saw that his hands had black hearts, thick calluses, and dirt in his nails. He probably produced and sold them himself. He picked peaches in the morning and carried a load to the market to sell them.

And this man is not only carrying a burden, but also has a child in his back basket. If there is no one at home to watch, how could he let the child suffer so much with him, leaving early and returning late.

Yi Ziqian waved his hand and said, "You still have a child, it's not easy."

He glanced at the girl, she seemed to have never seen such a good-looking brother, her eyes were clear, she giggled, her face became redder, and her fair face turned darker.

The man thanked him for his kindness and insisted on paying back the remaining three pieces of paper. Yi Ziqian couldn't stand the farmer, so he had to ask him for a bamboo basket, which happened to be filled with nectarines on his lap.

When he left, the child waved his little hand at him.

Yi Ziqian smiled and waved to her as a farewell.

The mountain road was winding and hidden in the forest, but fortunately he had a good memory, and followed the route he remembered to arrive at Shen Gulin's small courtyard.

Pushing open the door, Gu Lin was not seen in the bamboo building in the courtyard, and he was not seen in the medicine garden in the backyard.

Looking at the utensils in the yard again, they are neatly arranged, but the surface is covered with thin dust.

Yi Ziqian looked at the layer of dust on his fingertips, his heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

The mountain road was difficult, and the wheels of the wheelchair were already covered with dirt, staining Yi Ziqian's palms.

He didn't have time to clean it, so he hurriedly pushed out the small courtyard door, and he didn't have time to listen to the footsteps outside the courtyard.

It just happened to hit someone in the chest.

That person was Shen Gulin who was out of the clinic.

Seeing that Yi Ziqian was leaving in such a hurry, he said with concern: "What's the matter, Ziqian, go out as soon as you come back."

Yi Ziqian raised his eyes and saw it was him, and almost couldn't hold back his anxiety about gains and losses, he choked up and said, "I thought something happened to you, bah bah bah, I didn't say anything just now."

Seeing him like this, Shen Gulin said with a bright velvet smile like a spring day in his clear eyebrows, "I'm fine." The next moment he straightened his face and said: "It's you who found your third brother to reunite, bring me There is no text after a message?"

Yi Ziqian knew that he would be like this, and thought about how to fool him.

So he picked up the fruit basket as if flattering him, and said, "Gu Lin, this fresh nectarine is very crispy, I think you seem to be tired after a lot of work, why don't you eat some fruit to moisten your lungs."

It's rare for Shen Gulin to see him so detached, the complaints are long gone, he sighed and followed his tricks: "Okay, let's wash and eat together."

The small courtyard is surrounded by bamboo forests. Living in the mountains is full of insects and snakes, but it is a little bit nice, and it is very cool near summer.

Yi Ziqian washed his hands, took a bite of a nectarine, and heard Shen Gulin say that he just went down the mountain to see a doctor for Yuan Yuanwai's little grandson, and the child's condition kept coming and going, so he stayed for a few more days to treat Yuan Yuanwai's little grandson He had completely recovered from his illness before he left Yuanwai Mansion.

Shen Gulin ate the whole nectarines and put the nectarine pits in a small basket, maybe they can be planted in the backyard garden, and a peach tree can be cultivated.

Shen Gulin said: "Isn't it a happy event to get together with your family, why do you seem to be worried?"

Yi Ziqian also finished eating a nectarine, and when he asked about it, he couldn't help but recall Tantaiqing's vicious words, his heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, and it sank deeper and deeper.

He avoided Shen Gulin's concerned gaze, and said in a stiff tone: "Everything is fine, I just lament that the time flies by and the time flies by, and I didn't know that the third brother has a wife and will have a son."

But he couldn't hide it from Shen Gulin, seeing Yi Ziqian's eyes dodge, he knew that these words were not true.

"is it?"

"of course."

"Then why don't you just look at me and talk?"

Yi Ziqian knew that he couldn't hide it from him, and seeing that his eyes didn't contain serious inquiry, but only worried in good intentions, he sighed and said, "This matter is hard to say, Gu Lin don't ask any more."

Shen Gulin didn't ask too much after hearing what he said, "It's clear, don't say what you don't want to say."

So I ate the nectarines in a muffled voice.

Seeing him like this, Yi Ziqian was also relieved.

Those things are constantly cut and messed up, if it is made clear, with Gu Lin's character of clear love and hate, he would have gone to Tan Taiqing to settle accounts, and he would have to take him out to scold him severely.

He looked at Shen Gulin's mouth full of pulp, and he was silent without speaking, which was a bit ridiculous.

Yi Ziqian secretly laughed in his heart, but he didn't dare to express it, thinking that even though things were right and people were wrong, Gu Lin hadn't changed much, he was still as blunt as he was, but his heart was soft.

He knew that the third brother had changed, became exquisite and reasonable, and hid his sincerity in an unknown place.

Not to mention Tantai Qing.

As for the people around him, the only one who has not changed is probably Shen Gulin.

There was one nectarine left, Yi Ziqian didn't play with Shen Gulin in that set of courtesy, picked up the washed nectarine and gnawed on it.

At dusk, with the afterglow of clouds and clouds, the sun slanted into the bamboo forest, although it was gorgeous but not heavy, it carried some lingering warmth.

Yi Ziqian sat idly in the bamboo courtyard, looking at the sunset, felt that he had never been so relaxed in the past few days, so he squinted his eyes and took a nap.