Chapter Nine
The children's grandfather Feng was the doctor Feng He and the original owner's master. He had a very good relationship with the original owner's mother and son and the Chun family. After the original owner came to Sanyang Village, he had been learning medical skills and collecting medicine and making medicines with Feng He. The original owner's true identity only told Feng He and his wife.
In my memory, the original owner seemed to have been stimulated by some stimulation, and was almost crazy about drug recognition, pharmaceutical and medical skills. Her medical skills were average, but when it comes to drug recognition and treatment of pharmaceuticals, Feng He said that he had no choice but to teach...
She also remembered the original owner's younger brother Han Zonglu and his sister Han Ran. Han Zonglu was very beautiful and kind and gentle boy. She only visited them at the beginning of this year. Her memory of Han Ran was very vague. When she parted, the little girl was only over two years old and she heard that she had been in poor health. However, Xie Mingcheng, the Xie family, the rest of the Han family, and even the original owner's biological father had no impression of it...
Thinking that she became sleepy in the middle of the night, she carried Dahu to the head of the bed, lay beside them, and kissed her again.
He said softly, "In this life, we depend on each other for life."
A nice bird song woke Han Wan up. She opened her eyes and the morning light that came through the small window made the room lighter and saw a boy holding her waist and a boy holding her legs.
She laughed, no wonder she had nightmares all the time, as if her whole body was tied up with a rope and she couldn't get it away no matter how hard she tried.
She sat up and took away the four little claws, and her unrestrained body was so relaxed.
The two tigers were sleeping soundly. Han Wan gently went down from the cabinet and found a half-new and old spring shirt to wear. The clothes were folded and placed in the kang cabinet. They were not taken out and hung on yesterday, and they were wrinkled.
Han Wan walked out of the house, the fresh air, the cool morning breeze, the faint mist floating in the yard, hanging obliquely on the rising sun in the eastern sky, everything was so beautiful.
She scooped water to clean her face and rinsed her mouth, then went into the house to sit in front of the dressing table. The original owner did her hair every day. She combed her ancient hair very skillfully, as if she was inertia, and then inserted two wooden hairpins.
There are three carved wooden boxes and a small white fine porcelain bottle on the dressing table. These are facial fat, mouth fat, elixir, and jade paste, which seem to be made by the original owner himself.
She applied some facial cream to apply it evenly, and there was a faint fragrance, and nothing smelled. She pointed some lip cream with her index finger and rubbed it on her lips, and there was a faint fragrance of floral. She looked at the facial cream carefully again, and it was a little red. Because it was too light, it was impossible to see if you didn't pay attention. The original owner had that reputation and was an abandoned woman. Even if she loved beauty, she would not dare to bring color to the cosmetics she used.
She took a few deep breaths, walked around the yard, and then went to the backyard.
She was walking around the vegetable garden, and she twisted her waist and stretched her arms.
I was thinking about how to deal with the Ding couple. This is her home. The family must be absolutely safe and unbreakable so that I can have the energy to charge outside.
During this period, Mrs. Ding came to the vegetable field in the backyard to cut a handful of leeks and said she would eat leek cakes in the morning.
When Ding was cutting vegetables, she glanced at Han Wan with her eyes. She always felt that this aunt was different from before, but after observing it, she couldn't see any difference.
Soon, the shouts of big tigers and two tigers came from the room.
"Mom, we're up."
"Grandma Chun, come quickly."
The two children never sleep in. They get up every day at the second hour of Maozheng. They are confused and think that Grandma Chun is at home.
Han Wan quickly walked into the house and smiled, "Madam Chun is going to Yongguan, I'm dressing you."
Find two sets of brown fine cloth clothes and put them on, let them rinse their mouths with tooth powder, and wash their faces and comb their hair.
After combing his hair, the two boys touched it and shouted together, "Mom has combed it wrongly."
He said, "I will comb the left side and be the left general."
Another said, "I will comb my right side and be the right assistant minister."
It turned out that this is what it meant to rush to the sky. Han Wanxian thought that Mrs. Ding was negligent, so she didn't combed the little troll in the middle.
She had no choice but to say, "This time it's like this, I'll comb it like that next time."
"No, let's change it. We are both civil and military, both civil and military."
Both tigers' eyes were wide open, as if they would have lost their future if they didn't change their hairstyle.
Han Wan couldn't, so he poked his forehead and changed it. He asked Erhu again, "Why don't you talk about the bigger right prime minister, and the right assistant minister?"
Erhu said, "There were no prime ministers in the dynasty, only the ministers, and there was no distinction between the left and right."
It looks so regretful, as if he would definitely be able to become the right prime minister or the right minister.
Han Wan smiled. It was a good kid who was energetic and smart. As long as he guided him well, he would have a future prospect in the future. Perhaps he could still be a royal decree with them.
Han Wan held their fat faces and kissed them alone.
The two boys smiled and squinted. Before, my mother kissed them occasionally, just lightly, but this time my mother kissed them fiercely. They kissed them again and again, and even made a "click" sound.
Han Wan was secretly rejoiced. Her expression did not surprise them. The original owner was so close to them. He wanted to take advantage of their small kiss, and he would not have the opportunity to grow up.
The two boys went to the yard to practice horse stance and boxing. The sound of "hi" and the sound of chickens in the backyard made the yard immediately hustle and bustle.
Uncle Chun knows some martial arts and has been teaching them before.
Han Wan raised her foot to the kitchen.
Mrs. Ding, who was making breakfast, was startled. This silly aunt never went into the kitchen before.
Mrs. Ding squeezed out her smile and said, "Mrs. Fifth aunt is hungry, go to the house first, wait, it's good to have breakfast after a while. The pickled place is here, so don't dirty your feet."
The attitude is unprecedentedly good.
Han Wan looked around the kitchen and there were three stoves with one large, two small.
She walked over and looked at the big pot first. There were three leek cakes and two large meat pies. The taste of the meat pies was suppressed by the smell of leek. Only when they were close could they smell the meat aroma. Then she opened the lid of the small pot and cooked rice porridge. Another small stove simmered a jar, which contained half a can of whittrunk red date soup.
I thought about it with my toes that the leek cake and rice porridge belonged to the three mothers of Han and Guan, while the meat cake and tremella and red date soup belonged to the Ding Po-zi and his wife.
If you dare to bully your master so blatantly, either the evil slave is too evil or the master is too timid. This is great. The more courageous you are, the easier it is to catch the evidence of the crime.
Han Wan sneered, "Does the little master want to eat meat? It turns out that he was fed into the servant's stomach."
Mrs. Ding hurriedly explained, "Look at what my aunt said. This meat pie was for two brothers, and the tremium soup was for my aunt and brother to nourish my body."
Han Wan said again, "I have a white rice every day and live a more comfortable life than my master. No wonder I don't have money to let my master go to school."
She didn't think that slaves were eating well, but she was angry that they controlled the money and ate well and drank well. She also said that she had no money to let her master eat meat to go to school. They were no longer stealing or greedy, but blatantly robbing them.
Chapter completed!