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Chapter 5: Before the Yan'er collapsed, telling the past

"Little fat man, oh, no, master brother, you are so awesome, is there any way you can try to help me up?"

"Master, what does it mean to be awesome?"

The house where the baby cow lives.

"That's not the point. The point is whether it can help me regain my glory. Oh, no, stand up..."

Fu Rui didn't dare to use the seemingly esoteric idioms, lest he ask again, what does it mean to regain glory?

"Master, what do you mean by regaining your glory, oh, no, stand up?"

"What a sin."

Fu Rui died.



It took a long time for Fu Rui to express his meaning concisely and effectively. The answer is yes, there is no problem in regaining his glory. The problem is that this little fat guy is unwilling to say it and plays a riddle. The reason is that I won't let him say it.

The time has not come yet.

???Have I ever said this?

Isn't this the same as you know my strengths and weaknesses, but I don't know your depth, and the reason is that I am trapped in eighteen?

Tie Yiyu is naive and silly, with a sense of stupidity in every word. He does whatever Fu Rui tells him, but he is very selective. He doesn't say what he shouldn't say, and he doesn't do what he shouldn't do.

Came down and found nothing.

"I don't know if I'm really stupid or just pretending to be stupid."

"Please help me check a few things. First, who else is in Liu'er's family? Ask the housekeeper for some silver to deliver; second, have any strangers come in and out of the city lord's mansion recently, especially the kitchen? Has the vegetable farmer who delivers food been replaced?

"Three, pay attention to the maid who cooks the medicine. If you can find the medicine residue, check whether it is poisonous."

Tie Yiyu nodded solemnly, "Master, who is the housekeeper?"

"The white-haired one...the old man with all the white hair, the one with the long beard and cheeks."

Now that you can communicate with the little fat man, you can't sit still and wait for death. You have to make some preparations and can't passively be beaten.

"Master, what is medicine residue? What is vegetable farmer?"

"...You can help me find Liu'er's family first."

Fu Rui breathed a long sigh of relief.

Yan'er came as usual to bathe and change Fu Rui's clothes. They said it was a bath, but in reality it was just a simple wipe.

Wanghu Pavilion is no different from other places. The four seasons around the lake are like spring, and the black snow season is no exception. It is truly a spectacle of snow falling into fog and falling into rain.

Therefore, he had to bathe once every three or two days. Fu Rui's condition was not suitable for bathing, so he could only wipe it.

Yan'er's cheeks are flushed, her face is peach blossoms, her eyes are closed and she is groping unfamiliarly, and from time to time she touches something she shouldn't touch.

Fu Rui still remembered the joke she made when she was wiping for the first time. Halfway through the bath, she hurried out and kept shouting that something was wrong. In a moment, Li Bing, who had silver hair and white hair, rushed to the bed and lost half of his life.

The most famous sentence is "The young master has a pustule on his body, a thick and long pustule".

Li Bing's expression was unforgettable, with a hint of fear and envy, a bit of envy and a bit of unwillingness, and a bit of murderous intent in the unwillingness, which was unpredictable.

Sure enough, doctors are experts in facial expressions.

Yan'er, this little girl, is simple and kind, not as frivolous as Liu'er. One is one, and two is two.

One time, Liu'er took the lead and ate the plum blossom cake that Zhu Xianzhi brought. It was one or two high-quality cakes that only the rich and powerful could eat. Yan'er didn't have the courage, so he watched and swallowed dryly. Liu'er really couldn't stand it, so bye

After the incident, she cried and said that she had only eaten half a piece. She humbly offered the small piece of silver and clenched her little hand tightly, unwilling to let go. As for where she wanted to go, she only

Not mentioned.

"Eat what you want." Zhu Xianzhi said calmly.

Fu Rui loves sweets, and plum blossom cake is his favorite among all the sweets. Zhu Xianzhi will bring some with him every time he comes.

"Chief Senior Brother, the teacher has been busy with many things recently and has no time to visit." Yiyu put down the plum blossom cake in his hand and bowed before leaning forward.

"This is a spiritual parrot made by the teacher. It can speak some human language and can relieve the boredom of the senior brother."

The parrot tilted its head and stood on Yiyu's shoulder. Its wood color was clumsy and its movements were stiff. It was a wooden parrot.

"You brat, you are a good student. If you have any needs, please ask the spirit puppet to tell you." The parrot spoke human language, and its expression and posture were exactly the same as Zhu Xianzhi's.

"I will order someone to deliver freshly baked plum blossom cakes every day. Even if you can't eat them, they still look good."

Old thief, murder is heart-breaking.

After Yi Yu left, Yan'er stayed in front of the collapse, often telling interesting things about the house, such as which maid was favored and had sex, which nursing home was punished and had a broken leg, and which courtyard's plum blossoms bloomed beautifully.

, the new boss is smart, and so on. Fu Rui knows that Liu'er is afraid that he will be too lonely, and if he tells some interesting things, there will always be some hope in life, so that he will not be discouraged and lose hope.

"Madam gave Yan'er a monthly salary increase this month and bought new clothes and jewelry. Yan'er pawned the jewelry in exchange for some silver. It's not easy for Sister Liu'er..." Yan'er's eyes were blurred with tears, and she was delicate and lovely.

Fu Rui couldn't help but feel pity for him when he saw this. Who wouldn't love a kind-hearted crybaby?

"Yan'er, tell the young master a story. Once upon a time, there was a little girl who lost her parents when she was young. She begged for a living at a young age and lived a life without enough food and clothing. That year, the black snow season was approaching and the sky fell.

There was a blizzard, strong winds, and the biting cold wind cut through every inch of the skin like a knife. The little girl curled up but could not get a trace of warmth.

In the hazy state, she saw the table full of fish, her mother who picked her up, and her childhood playmates who were one step ahead of her. They smiled and waved to the little girl, then turned and left. The little girl reached out to grab more and more fish.

Further and further away, no matter how hard I tried to catch it, I couldn't catch it, and the little girl burst into tears.

"Don't leave me behind," the little girl shouted hoarsely. At that moment, a warm and soft hand touched the little girl's cheek. When she woke up, she was covered with a brocade robe, and in front of her was a lady in gorgeous clothes staring at her with a smile.

He was looking at her, holding hot porridge in his hand."

At this point, Yan'er's voice became more choked up and her eyes filled with tears.

"If it hadn't been for Madam's gift of clothes and porridge, Yan'er wouldn't have been able to survive the black snow season that year. Madam was so kind to Yan'er that Yan'er swore that he would ride on horseback for Madam until his death. However, fourteen years ago, the beast was barbaric.

There was a night attack on Beiming. That night, the fire shot into the sky and dyed half the sky red. There were 132 people in the city lord's mansion. All 30,000 people in Beiming died at the mouth of the beasts. The city lord was besieged to death by the beasts in order to save the people.

Madam, who was pregnant with Liujia, also left with the city lord. This grudge between me, the young master, and Beiming is irreconcilable. Young master, you must recover as soon as possible, otherwise... how do you want Yan'er to face the city lord and his wife under the spring?

"

"This young master will not die so easily, Baga~"

Yan'er lay in front of the collapse and howled loudly. Looking at that helpless face, Fu Rui seemed to be able to think of what she relied on to survive these years. It was his prince whose whereabouts were unknown.

It turns out that this little girl has grown so big.
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