Song Fugui said: "We don't have any sons. Although our three children are all girls, if they are raised well, they can become talents, so we should study anyway!"
Wang Yulan was stunned: "What did you say? You said let the children read it?"
Song Fugui nodded: "We don't have two taels of silver, so take half of it and let Xiaoxiao go to a girls' school!"
Wang Yulan's tears fell instantly.
Song Fugui was not willing to look at Xiaoxiao before, but now he is willing to spend half of his fortune studying for her!
"Daddy..." Wang Yulan swallowed even more.
"Look, why are you crying?" Song Fugui turned around, awkwardly stretched out his hand, and wiped Wang Yulan's tears.
Song Fugui's hands are very rough, which is caused by his years of working in the fields at home.
But it's very warm.
Wang Yulan held Song Fugui's hand and cried with joy.
"We also sold 500 coins today. We can share 300 coins. Take it!" Song Fugui handed a money bag to Wang Yulan. "Look, this money didn't come slowly. Good times are still to come.
Take your time!"
Wang Yulan held the money bag and couldn't help but nodded.
Yes, good times are ahead.
In the evening, Ji Changan asked Dashan to light incense in the room.
Ji Changan lay on the bed and kept staring at the door, wondering when Song Tuanyuan would appear.
After waiting for a long time, Ji Changan felt sleepy and Song Tuanyuan didn't show up.
Ji Changan was a little disappointed and fell asleep in a daze.
In the house, Song Tuanyuan waited for Song Fugui to pick up Wang Yulan and Wang Yulan, and then began to prepare the medicine. By the time she prepared the medicine, it was already midnight.
Song Tuanyuan went to Ji Mansion and met Dashan outside the bedroom.
"Young master has gone to bed long ago!" Dashan said.
"I know, I just came to see if he has a fever!" Song Tuanyuan said in a low voice.
Dashan nodded and gently opened the door to let Song Tuanyuan in.
In the dim yellow light, Ji Changan was lying on the bed with his eyes closed tightly. His long eyelashes cast a shadow on his pale but handsome face. His black hair was spread out on the pillow like flowing water and was covered by the window.
The wind blowing in made the strands sway slightly and softly.
Song Tuanyuan couldn't help but admire in her heart, it's really a man who looks like this...
Song Tuanyuan slowly approached, stretched out her little hand and placed it on the man's forehead.
The man's forehead felt a little hot, but since there were no thermometers in ancient times, Song Tuanyuan was really not sure whether Ji Changan had a fever.
Song Tuanyuan called Ji Changan gently, but the man didn't respond at all.
Song Tuanyuan slowly bent down and came closer, her face close to the man's.
With her eyes fixed on the man's face, Song Tuanyuan really wanted to stretch out her fingers and poke the man's eyelashes.
Just when Song Tuanyuan's fingers were about to move, Ji Changan suddenly opened his eyes.
Eye to eye!
Song Tuanyuan was stunned for a moment, looked at Ji Changan awkwardly, and then said quickly: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to measure whether you have a fever!"
"Measure fever? How to measure it?" Ji Changan asked slowly.
Song Tuanyuan closed her eyes and suddenly pressed her forehead against the man's.
The tips of their noses touched...
Ji Changan's breathing suddenly stagnated.
This is……
The breath of the two people can be heard instantly, the distance between lips...
Ji Changan's heart beat loudly.
He opened his eyes wide, staring intently at the woman's closed eyes, and suddenly clenched the remaining sheets with his hands.
Ji Changan suddenly closed his eyes, and just when he was about to lift his jaw, Song Tuanyuan suddenly pulled away.
Ji Changan opened his eyes and felt at a loss for a moment.
"Is the measurement finished?" Ji Changan's voice was trembling.
"Well, it's a little hot!" Song Tuanyuan turned around, not letting Ji Changan notice her nervousness and embarrassment, and walked to the table to write the prescription.
"I'll make some medicine for you first. Take some heat-clearing and detoxifying medicine, and your body temperature will slowly be under control!" After Song Tuanyuan finished speaking, he got up and walked out with the medicine.
"..." Ji Changan wanted to say something else, but the door was already closed.
Ji Changan stretched out his hand, touched his forehead, then the tip of his nose, and finally touched his lips with some regret.
After boiling the medicine, Song Tuanyuan asked Dashan to deliver it to Ji Changan.
Dashan carried it in obediently.
"Where is Song Tuan Yuan?" Ji Changan asked.
"Aunt Song went back to rest and asked me to wait for the young master to drink medicine!" Dashan said quickly.
Ji Changan was originally looking forward to drinking the medicine. He even thought about pretending that the medicine was bitter and refused to drink it. The candied fruits were all ready on the table, but now it was all in vain!
"Sir, are you taking medicine?" Dashan saw that Ji Changan's expression was not good and couldn't help but asked cautiously.
Ji Changan sat up, took a sip, and couldn't help frowning: "Why is it so bitter?"
"Sir, this good medicine tastes bitter, so of course it is bitter!" Dashan said quickly.
"It's too painful!" Ji Changan frowned displeased.
"Then let me feed you some candied fruit?" Dashan glanced at the candied fruit on the table and said.
"No!" Ji Changan quickly waved his hand.
"Master, it's okay, Dashan feeds you!" Dashan thought Ji Changan was embarrassed, so he immediately said, trotted forward to get the candied fruit, opened his mouth wide and said, "Come on, Master, open your mouth!"
Ji Changan rolled his eyes at Dashan, took the bowl and drank it, then threw the bowl to Dashan, turned around and pulled off the quilt: "Get out, I'm going to sleep!"
Dashan was stunned, his mouth was depressed, he stuffed the candied fruit into his mouth in resignation, and walked out honestly with the bowl in hand.
When he got up early the next morning, Song Tuanyuan came to see Ji Changan early in the morning.
Reaching out and touching Ji Changan's forehead, Song Tuanyuan nodded with satisfaction and cooled down.
Ji Changan kept her eyes closed tightly, waiting for Song Tuanyuan to give her the next measurement, but after waiting for a long time, she only heard the sound of the door opening.
Ji Changan opened his eyes and frowned slightly. Is the body temperature not measured anymore?
Song Tuanyuan went to the small kitchen to make white fungus and lotus seed porridge for Ji Changan, as well as fried cabbage buns, and asked Dashan to deliver them to Ji Changan.
Although the food tasted good, Ji Changan was holding his breath while looking at Dashan who was waiting for him. Finally, he couldn't help but said: "Dashan, how many masters do you have now?"
Dashan was stunned for a moment, then quickly knelt down and said: "Sir, Dashan naturally has only you as its master!"
Ji Changan snorted coldly: "I see that you have been a little diligent lately!"
Dashan was even more confused. Isn't it good to be diligent?
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Dashan raised his eyes and looked pitifully at Ji Changan, "Master, do you dislike Dashan?"
Ji Changan breathed heavily in his chest and said through gritted teeth: "It's okay, let's get down!"
Dashan is even more confused!
At noon, Song Tuanyuan asked Dashan to deliver food again, but Dashan refused to go.