"Thank you for your kindness! I have a lot of help today. My car is full, and I am afraid there is no room for you to collect. Please listen to come again tomorrow. I will arrive early in the morning. Zhongshi is here. Thank you for your help in the Mao time! Please leave!

It's over! Let's go!"

Now, the people who brought the food sighed, but those who lined up to see the doctor refused to dissipate, and they shouted: "Since there is no empty space, the disease is first! The disease is first!"

Yan He's old cow and the two bags of millet carried on the back of the old cow happened to be stuck in the "declaration statement".

Hulala rushed up in the queue, squeezing Yan He and his old cow backed into the crowd. One of them was a child who fell because of the crowd. Many people rushed over and almost went over.

It was about to trample into pieces, and Yan He took two bags of millet off the back of the cow, threw them hard towards the child, one left and one right, just on both sides of the child's body that fell on the ground

, free him up with space for protection.

But it was precisely because of the power of this throwing that the bag was loosened and two piles of broken valleys fell out, spreading all over the floor.

In the eyes of farmers, this millet is more precious than gold, and life depends on it! You cannot see it sprinkled all over the ground and be ruined.

So everyone bent down to pick up the grain and put it in their sleeves.

Seeing this, Yan He was not angry. No matter who was busy picking up the millet, he hurried over, lifted the child from the ground, and helped him pat the ashes on his body, and asked kindly:

"She isn't you?"

The child stood up straight and happily thanked Yan He and said, "Thank you, Uncle! Nothing!"

"That's good! Then you can go back quickly and don't snatch it from the adults!"

Yan He saw that the child was fine, jumped back, stepped forward, tied up his own grain that had not been robbed, carried it back to the old cow's back, and rushed home, without blaming anyone.

The neighbors who picked up the grains that fell on the ground in his house.

"What a pity! It's a pity! You are as noble as the king. You are sober in the world, but you have not been able to educate all the people. If you are alone, you may not be a true wise man!"

Shilizi stood in front of the car that was collecting the valley, looked at this scene, sighed loudly, as if he was talking to himself.

Of course, Yan He, who was like a mirror in his heart, stopped, grabbed Lao Niu, turned around, and responded to Xulizi:

"Mr. I am a doctor, but I also surrender my body and pretend to be a purveyor. I lost rice and it is really true that you want to buy a purveyor! If you do such a rude thing, it is not done by a true wise man, so how can you judge others' wiseness and ignorance?"

Wulizi didn't expect that he thought he had designed so well, but he was seen through by Yan He. He endured it for so long and did not have an attack. Until then, he took the initiative to speak out, and this was how everyone returned to "Kongliang"

"," said "understand the words".

"Doctors do not treat themselves, and the hermit is not the true hidden, and everyone is each other! Haha! I dare to ask the sir to stay, and I will say it myself."

Xiaolizi pulled off the flag and put it in his sleeve; then broke through the crowd watching the fun, walked quickly to Yan He, gave a deep respectful and deep salute, and said:

"It is true that the head of Jishi Pavilion of Wei State is Wu Iron. He was entrusted by Wei State's doctor Lu Boyu to come to serve as the king of Wei State and visit the national teacher! He heard that Mr. Yan is very knowledgeable and has a genius who has been in charge of the country and governs the world. He came to invite him to the public.

!”

These farmers turned to Yan He to look over, and everyone whispered and whispered:

"Qu? Isn't he mute? He doesn't speak all day long!"

"I'm not a fool, I'm so knowledgeable! I'm so knowledgeable!"

"Go! You're so fucked! You're so fucked! You're so poor!"

...

"Master of the Pavilion! Please forgive me for being calm and quiet, but I have no pursuit, I just want to fill my stomach and live a life of life. I have so-called noble and virtuous talents, and I can't stand being a master, let alone a country in other countries. Master! You are wrong! Please find another master!"

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to pull Lao Niu and continue walking back.

How could Wulizi give up? He rushed two steps and stood in front of the old ox and bowed again and advised:

"I know that Mr. Husband is very righteous. He regards the common things outside his body as dirt, so he has not dared to use money to corrupt your ears and ears. And my family has practiced medicine for generations and knows that it is the duty of a doctor to save the world. But I know that doctors can save them. One life can’t save thousands of lives; and the teacher’s director is the first to save the people! I am asking for the teacher to offer great talents and do great justice to all the people in the world!”

Seeing that the sage ions were so persistent, those who were queuing for medical treatment became the fun, and they surrounded the two of them and wanted to know what the result would be.

"Besides, Mr. Yi regards the loss of Jigu as if there is no loss, and the urgent need to save children's lives is more important than the nature of farmers. Such noble virtue and righteousness are absolutely the same as the kindness of the benevolent people of my ancestors! Since I am the same, why should I do it? What about Shuang Ci?”

Xiaolizi continued to point to the back of the rescued child who had just walked not far and praised; seeing that Yan He's expression had changed a little, he knew that his heart had been loose, so he continued:

"Mr. I know that although my country is small, it is also a title of a merchant. It is also because of my people who are fond of extravagance, are clever and lazy in their actions. The country's style is declining, and the country's strength is weak. Among all countries, they are ashamed of orthodox and do not like poetry and calligraphy; and the king is young and indulged in fun. I will defend the future of people. I will be in danger! I ask the gentleman to help the world and restore the source of Zhou Feng with his kindness!"

Seeing such a three-level persuasion posture, Yan He was also a little embarrassed. If he asked for excuses and refused, even the "melon-eating crowd" would not be able to bear it.

The farmers around him who "take advantage but act good" began to point at Yan He and shout again:

"Oh! There is no one in the country of defense! Haha, the country of Wulu is so big that you can easily find a farmer, and you can be the leader of the king of the country of defense! Why don't you call me away!"

"It's up to you! I can do it, I can do it!"

"Everyone wants to do this, and he is no longer moved. Do you think he is a great immortal in the Heavenly Palace? He is really an eighth generation!"

...

Yan He heard that his Chinese people were so rude, and had lost confidence in how to persuade them; so he solemnly returned the favor to Shilizi and said:

"As far as I say this, why should I refuse again? Please!"

The qi Ion was very excited, and finally this trip was worthwhile. With rice, I invited the perfect national teacher of the Defense Kingdom!

"Please wait! Everyone, what I have undertaken today is nothing. I will go to the rice for another day, and I will leave Lu after I have made a promise. Please listen to the timely response. Come again.”

There is no perfect explanation for the "melon-eating crowd" in this circle, so they cannot leave safely. Xiao Iron clasped his fists seriously and turned around and announced it to everyone. This is the completion of today's itinerary.


Chapter completed!