"What's wrong?" Song Tuanyuan looked at the mountain in confusion.
"Aunt Song, the young master doesn't like me lately!" Dashan was very melancholy, lying on the railing of the pavilion with a sentimental look.
Song Tuanyuan was stunned: "Don't like you? Have you done something to make your son angry?"
Dashan drooped his head and shook his head.
From morning till now, he has been thinking about it all morning, pulling out all the things from the year before last, but he has not thought clearly about which thing he did to offend the young master, whether it was because he stole chicken or went to gamble, but these things were like this to him before.
, the young master all knows it!
I’ve never seen him angry before!
Seeing that Dashan really couldn't cheer up, Song Tuanyuan sighed and reluctantly took the food to Ji Changan's room.
Hearing the knock on the door, Ji Changan answered lazily, raised his eyes and saw a pair of embroidered shoes through the crack of the door. He couldn't help but grin to both sides, but when the woman came in, the expression on his face
Calmness returned again.
Song Tuanyuan came in with food and whispered: "Mr. Ji, it's time to eat!"
Ji Changan responded lightly.
Song Tuan Yuan's carrots stewed in chicken broth.
Song Tuanyuan asked Song Tuanyuan to separate the pot of chicken soup and make various noodles and stews. Now they have all been eaten. This is the last bit.
Ji Changan took the chopsticks and looked up at Song Tuanyuan: "Have you eaten yet?"
Song Tuanyuan shook his head.
"Let's eat together?" Ji Changan extended the invitation.
Song Tuanyuan shook his head, "No, you have a bad spleen and stomach right now and it's hard to digest. I specially made you stewed radish to make it easier for you. You'd better eat it by yourself!"
Ji Changan was stunned for a moment, okay?
"You mean, if you eat this thing, you will continue to..." Ji Chang'an, who is as elegant as she is, really can't say the word "fart".
"It's exhaust!" Song Tuanyuan said with a smile, "This is a normal physiological phenomenon, you don't need to worry about it!"
Ji Changan suddenly felt that the food in front of him no longer tasted good, so he quickly put down his chopsticks.
"Bring me some other food!" Ji Changan said.
Song Tuanyuan frowned: "This is specially prepared for you. It is a meal based on your current physical condition."
"I don't like eating!" Ji Changan's face was very unhappy.
"Ji Chang'an, I saved your life with my own life. You have to eat this meal even if you don't want to!" A wave of anger surged up instantly, and Song Tuanyuan looked at Ji Changan as if he were an ignorant child.
If it weren't for the fact that Ji Chang'an accidentally followed Song Fuxin's path in his previous life, and that Chang'an died because of the Song family in the previous century, Song Tuanyuan wouldn't serve this man every day!
Not only donating blood, but also cooking and serving meals every day, and being picky about it.
Ji Changan was startled. He quietly raised his eyes and glanced at Song Tuanyuan.
Song Tuanyuan's almond-shaped eyes widened, as if she was really angry.
"Just eat, why are you so loud!" Ji Changan picked up the chopsticks from the table again, muttered twice, gritted his teeth and ate a piece of radish in chicken soup.
It tastes surprisingly good! If you don’t want the consequences...
Ji Changan took a bite and glanced at Song Tuanyuan, who was a little angry.
"Hurry up and eat it!" Song Tuanyuan shouted in a deep voice.
Ji Changan quickly closed his eyes, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, even drinking the soup.
"I'm going to make some medicine for you now, and I'll come back later to take away the bowls and chopsticks! Eat them all, and don't leave any bite behind!" Song Tuanyuan said viciously, then turned around and left.
Ji Changan quickly picked up the bowl and took another sip of soup, and was stunned for a moment.
He is a creditor, and Song Tuanyuan is here to cook and repay the debt, so why should he yell at him?
Song Tuanyuan boiled the medicine and took it.
Although Ji Changan was reluctant, he still finished all the food and was holding his breath.
He is an elegant and noble son. He has read the Four Books and Five Classics since he was a child. He must not - exhaust!
Song Tuanyuan came in with a medicine bowl and put it on the table: "Drink the medicine!"
"Get out!" Ji Changan whispered.
No, he can't hold it in any longer!
"Drink it while it's hot, and I'll take the bowl away together!" Song Tuanyuan glanced at Ji Chang'an who was sitting on the bed, and thought for a moment that it might be too far away for the man to reach, so he kindly took it over.
"Don't come over here!" Ji Changan shouted in a deep voice, "Just put the medicine over there, I can drink it myself!"
"I'll bring it over for you, no need to be polite!" Song Tuanyuan continued to walk forward with the medicine.
Ji Changan's face turned red and he stared at Song Tuanyuan: "If I say no, then you don't need to. Go and call Dashan to come in!"
Seeing Ji Changan's behavior, Song Tuanyuan had no choice but to put down the medicine bowl and call Dashan.
After a while the mountains came in.
Ji Changan glanced behind Dashan, but Song Tuanyuan did not follow him.
"Dashan, close the door!" Ji Changan said in a deep voice.
Dashan obediently closed the door.
"Sir, what's the smell in this room?" Dashan closed the door and went to get the medicine, then he couldn't help frowning and covering his nose.
Ji Changan turned sideways and lay on the bed, with his back to the mountain, and said in a dull tone: "Open the window for ventilation!"
"Sir, the window is open!" Dashan sniffed helplessly under the table, "Is there a dead mouse in the room?"
Ji Changan became more and more depressed and remained silent.
Dashan sniffed around, and finally pointed to Ji Changan's bed and said, "Sir, I'm afraid there is a dead mouse under the bed. I'll have someone come and check it!"
"Get out!" Ji Changan shouted in a deep voice.
Dashan was stunned, and pouted in grievance, but he did not dare to refute, so he could only walk out, and when he reached the door, he couldn't help but ask: "Master, do you still need someone to look under the bed..."
Ji Changan threw the pillow away.
Dashan quickly closed the door.
Their young master's temper is getting worse and worse!
In the evening, Ji Changan asked Mrs. Yao to send a message to Song Tuanyuan, saying that he was out of town on urgent matters and would not be in Qingshan Town these days, so that Song Tuanyuan would not have to cook for him.
Song Tuanyuan frowned, Ji Changan's injury hasn't healed yet, why did he travel far away?
Song Tuanyuan thought for a while, maybe it was related to the incident in Tiancheng. Could something have happened to Divine Doctor Hao?
Song Tuanyuan stayed in the house for one night. The next day he wanted to go to Ji's house to inquire, but he didn't get any news. In the morning, he could only take Uncle Niu's carriage back home.
In Songjia Village, today is another day when the villagers come to deliver medicine.
In the past, Song Fugui collected medicine every day, but the villagers didn't have much medicine, so he made a rule to collect medicine every two days.
When the medicine was being collected, Song Daji hid in his room and refused to come out. Today there were many people delivering medicine, and Song Fugui and Song Shuangxi were overwhelmed. So Song Daji hesitated and came out to help.
An aunt in the village handed the medicinal materials to Song Daji. When she looked up and saw Song Daji's face, she was stunned, "Isn't this Daji? Aren't you married? Why are you dressed like this!"
When the lady yelled, everyone looked at Song Daji.