The Young Master of the Coal Miner

After all, the farce at the dinner table made Master Fu a little depressed. After relaxing in the courtyard alone, he decided to return to his bedroom.

When he walked to the door, he heard Mrs. Li's voice coming from inside.

"The old man is so foolish! He actually wants Kun Ze, who was born to a daughter married out, to be the head of the Fu family."

Another voice came from Li Shi's personal maid: "Madam, calm down. This is also because there is no young master in the Fu family."

Mrs. Fu sighed: "In the final analysis, I failed to give birth to a son, even a daughter."

"Isn't there a young lady in the side room? If Madam feels lonely, why don't you take Miss Yin to your side and raise her?"

Madam Fu slammed the cup on the table with a cold face, and the servant girl beside her was shocked.

Madam, don't drop your cups anymore. The last time she went to the warehouse to get new tea sets, the steward said that there were really not many tea sets in the house.

"What do I want that concubine who was born by that scumbag to do? Do you think I really can't have children?"

Madam Fu raised her head and glared at the maid.

The maid bowed her head and remained silent, not daring to answer back, but she muttered in her heart: It's been more than ten years, and I haven't seen you give birth to an egg.

The door was pushed in from the outside, and Master Fu looked directly at his wife sitting on the main seat with a gloomy expression, without saying a word.

Mrs. Fu felt a little hesitant in her heart, wondering how much this person heard outside the door.

"Master." She tentatively called softly, in exchange for her husband's words: "I'm going to Ruoyun's house tonight."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left without giving Mrs. Fu a wink.

There was no sound in the house for a moment.

Seeing the back of Master Fu leaving, Li gritted her back molars, and stroked her belly, which she had never given birth to, with one hand. Years of bitterness welled up in her heart, causing her a headache.

"Go and light the soothing incense."

This Anshenxiang was made by Mr. Fu, seeing that Mrs. Li often had headaches, so he specially invited the incense maker to make it.

Sparks ignite the incense powder in the incense burner, and the mist rises into the air, curling up.

Li Shi looked at the Anshen incense in the copper furnace, imagining that the master still has a trace of husband and wife love for him.

Unexpectedly, her marriage is as illusory as a cigarette that cannot be grasped.

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Drums and thunder, red flags and lightning, win the championship and Fang Che.

Mei Lin took a break for the first time, but it didn't dampen the excitement of Duanyang Festival in Suzhou.

Spectators coming from all directions looked up at the grand occasion of the dragon boats, which crowded both sides of Taihu Lake. Some clever small traders also took the opportunity to sell homemade zongzi, sachets and colored silk on the side of the road.

For a while, the fragrance of rice dumplings entwined with Aixiang soaked the whole city of Suzhou.

After seeing all the hustle and bustle of the Dragon Boat Festival these days, it was time for Mrs. He and He Wenyan to return to He's house.

It was drizzling as it was when we came here. Mrs. Fu and his family sent their daughter and grandson to the carriage at the door, and even Aunt Yu, who had been hiding in the room all day, came out to see Mrs. He off.

Old Master Fu took He Wenyan's hand and muttered: "My dear grandson, remember to visit grandpa often."

"Father, my daughter will bring Wen Yang to see you next time." Madam He comforted her when she saw the old man holding his son's hand and knowing that he was reluctant to let go of his grandson.

"It's just your little rogue monkey, who is very noisy. Bring me here, and you won't toss your father and my old bones apart."

Hearing this, Mrs. Fu shook his head, his tone was full of disgust, but he laughed again at the thought of his little grandson.

No matter how reluctant they are, their daughter and grandson will still return to Jinning.

Fortunately, the weather was beautiful, halfway through the journey, the rain passed and the sky cleared, the horses and horses sped up their speed, but they returned to Jinning City faster than when they came.

When we returned to He Mansion, the sky was getting dark, and the servants had already lit up the lanterns, illuminating the plaque of He Mansion bright red.

Although my grandfather's house is good, it is more comfortable to live in my own house.

He Wenyan lifted the curtain of the car and looked at his family's mansion. The bright red lanterns in the night made him feel at ease.

Perhaps the journey was bumpy, so Young Master He slept until the sun was up, and the hot water in the back kitchen was boiled several times before he woke up slowly.

Hong Ling heard the movement of getting up in the curtain, so she asked her maids to go to the kitchen to bring breakfast and hot water.

By the time He Wenyan finished getting dressed, breakfast was already set on the table.

Hong Ling served a bowl of millet porridge for the young master: "Madam, knowing that the young master got up late, she didn't ask anyone to wake the young master. I just told the kitchen to keep the breakfast hot."

"Dad, mother, and the others have eaten?" He Wenyan took the bowl and took a sip.

"The old man and the old man have already left the house after eating, and the young master also went to school early in the morning. The wife took my mother out to find a tailor to make clothes. I heard that Jinxiu Pavilion came to a master from Shanghai. For the piece of fabric that Lord Time gave, Madam wanted someone to make a summer shirt." Hong Ling said one by one.

He Wenyan nodded.

After breakfast, Young Master He went to his own medical clinic again. He found a lot of anti-inflammatory and sterilizing medicinal materials from medical books a while ago, but he was not sure how the drugs work on the human body for a while.

As soon as he entered the medical hall, He Wenyan found that there was no sound in the medical hall.

He glanced around, only to find a figure that didn't fit in the medical hall.

There is an armchair in front of the medicine cabinet, and Boss Xue sits on it with his legs crossed, so that people can see him as soon as they enter the door, just like the door god of a town house.

But this "door god" not only restrained the evil villain, but also frightened the patients who were seeing a doctor so that they dare not come to the door.

Xue Lin waited in He's Medical Center for several days, and when he finally found the person he wanted to see, his eyes lit up and he stood up from the wooden chair.

But before he came forward, he saw Mrs. He stopped He Wenyan and said something. Young Master He turned his head and his eyes were a little strange.

"Yan'er, you're back. This big guy has been squatting in the hospital every day since the day you went to Suzhou, and you can't drive him away." Old Mrs. He sighed, and pointed to the big guy quietly.

He Wenyan looked at the empty medical clinic in his home, and then at this "door god" who came uninvited, frowning.

"Why did Boss Xue come to trouble my clinic?"

"I'm not here to make trouble, I'm here to find you."

Xue Lin's solemn tone surprised He Wenyan.

"Looking for me? What are you looking for me for?"

"It was Ah Yan who told me that day that if I want to see you, I can come to your family's clinic."

Boss Xue's expression was serious and his tone was stiff, but He Wenyan could hear a bit of grievance in his words.

"A few days ago, my mother and I went to Suzhou to see my grandfather, so naturally I couldn't come to the medical center."

He Wenyan didn't expect that this person would come to the medical clinic every day to guard: "Besides, you scared away all the patients in this medical clinic."

"I didn't do anything? There's nothing to be afraid of."

Xue Yanluo knew that he was notorious among the common people, but he didn't want to lose face in front of He Wenyan.

Young Master He looked at the person in front of him, a pair of bushy eyebrows tangled into twists, sharp and sharp eyes with piercing eyes, coupled with this big bush of beard, no matter how you look at it, it looks menacing.

"Have you ever thought it's because of your beard?"

Hearing this, Xue Lin stroked his beard which covered half of his face. It was already summer and the weather was starting to be hot. It was really uncomfortable to have such a thick beard.

"I started growing this beard when I was 15 years old." Now that I have decided to shave my beard clean, I am somewhat reluctant.

That year, Xue Lin, who was very young, was working in a teahouse, and heard a storyteller on the stage talking about "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms": "I saw that Guan Yun was nine feet long, his beard was two feet long, his face was as heavy as dates, and his lips were as painted." Zhi, with Danfeng eyes and crouching silkworm eyebrows, looks majestic and majestic."

Then he also grew a beard like Guan Yu, imagining that he would be as majestic as Guan Yu and sweep the world.

But in desperation, he turned into a bandit and turned into a bandit. The bearded face became the symbol of his "Xue Yanluo".

"It's been almost six or seven years now."

He Wenyan's eyes widened, and he said incredulously, "Boss Xue is only 22 years old?!"

"It doesn't look like it?"

Xu Shi got acquainted with Xue Lin, and He Wenyan also knew that this person was not as scary as outsiders said, so he said bluntly: "It looks like he is in his thirties. I didn't expect that he was only four years older than me."

I don't know which sentence hit Xue Yanluo, but the man stood up without saying a word, and strode out.

"Hey..." He Wenyan was about to reach out to stop him, but the man had already stepped out of the gate.

This man looked tall and big, why was he so small-minded, he was not happy after only a few words from him.

Young Master He couldn't help slandering, but the little Yaotong beside him gave him a thumbs up, and praised: "Young Master, you are amazing! This Xue Yanluo has been here for several days, and the old doctor He will not persuade you any more." Ken to leave. Young master, he drove him away after only a few words with him!"

This compliment reached He Wenyan's ears, but it didn't feel good to hear it.

He was guarding in front of the medicine cabinet in the medical hall, and he didn't see this person back all afternoon.

The medical book on the medicine cabinet hadn't been turned to the next page for a long time, and it was only at dusk when Mrs. He called him home that Young Master He regained his senses.

The next day, Young Master He went to the medical office as usual, maybe it was the town house without "Mental Xue", today there was an endless stream of patients coming to see the doctor.

The patients queuing up in the medical center had reached the door, and a few doctors sat on chairs and consulted for a whole morning.

He Wenyan saw that the old doctors were too busy, so he also helped to share some of the burden.

As a result, very few patients came to see him.

As the saying goes, if there is no hair on the mouth, you can't do things well.

The patients who came to see the doctor saw that the young doctor who was sitting in the clinic was young, and they were afraid that he would not be good at learning, so naturally they dared not go forward, so they might as well wait in the long line and wait for the old doctor.

He Wenyan didn't care either. After patiently diagnosing the patient in front of him, he prepared to help the drug boy grab the medicine.

Before he put away the sleepers in front of him, a tall man sat down at the table.

"see a doctor?"

"It's about people."

this sound...

Young Master He suddenly raised his head, but the iconic beard was not in his eyes.

The author says:

Painting drums and thunder, red flags lightning, Fang Che won the championship. (From: "Xiqianyingying. Dragon Boat Festival Panhu")

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Guan Gong has a long beard - looks dignified;

Xue Lin grows a beard—a vicious spirit;

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Boss Xue: Who would have thought that I wanted to imitate Guan Yu, but I became Zhang Fei...

Young Master He: So you haven't reached thirty yet? 【serious face】

感谢在2022-07-3117:30:26-2022-08-0117:39:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 8 bottles of red;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!