Chapter 197 Big Tiger (Part 2)

  At this time, Su Xiaoxiao didn't know that Wei Ting had been arrested and returned to Wei's house.

   She entered the pharmacy again.

  She guessed that because she treated a critically ill patient, the pharmacy came to reward her again.

   She is looking forward to what kind of medicine this time will be.

  However, what puzzled her was that there were no medicines or health care products on the table in the lounge, only a pair of ordinary gloves that couldn't be more ordinary.

  It is a little thicker than cotton gloves, a little thinner than heat-insulating gloves, and has five distinct fingers.

  Su Xiaoxiao: "..."

  I slept a lot during the day, so was not very sleepy at night, and woke up just after Yinshi.

  Su Xiaoxiao looked at the gloves next to the pillow, and smiled: "Is this for me to cook? Afraid of hurting my hands?"

   You don’t have to make snacks, and you can relax in the morning.

  She kneaded the noodles first, steamed a pot of white flour steamed buns and corn flour steamed buns, baked two sweet potatoes, and boiled a few eggs.

  The peanut butter and sesame paste brought from the countryside were almost enough to eat on the road, and she had to go to the market to buy some peanuts and sesame seeds in a while.

  ... Wait for Wei Ting to come back and make sauce.

  The sweet potato was almost roasted, so Su Xiaoxiao pulled it out of the stove with tongs.

   Waiting for the time to cool off, she went to tidy up the yard.

  Zhong Shan brought firewood again.

  Zhong Shan wanted to help tidy up the yard. Su Xiaoxiao looked at his hunched back and gestured in sign language, "No need, I'll do it myself."

  Zhong Shan was taken aback for a moment, as if he was very surprised that Su Xiaoxiao knew sign language.

  He is not only dumb, but also deaf, but he understands lip language, and most people will not be able to detect his deafness unless they call him from behind.

  As for speaking sign language, even fewer people will use it for him.

  He doesn't use it with others, and writes when he needs to communicate.

  Although they are both expressions, sign language and writing have different meanings, especially for deaf-mute people.

  Su Xiaoxiao continued to sign language: "I made a pot of dim sum yesterday, and I left two boxes for you."

  Zhong Shan was still immersed in the shock that Su Xiaoxiao communicated with him in sign language. Su Xiaoxiao had already entered the room and brought out the snacks.

  Su Xiaoxiao handed the box to him and signed in sign language: "One box of sweet ones, one box of sweet and salty ones."

  When Zhong Shan came out of the yard with a snack, his eyes were a little moist.

  Su Xiaoxiao sat in the stove and gnawed on sweet potatoes, a small round head poked in.

   "Big tiger?" Su Xiaoxiao was surprised.

"Mother." Dumb entered the kitchen.

   "It's so early? Do you want to pee?" Su Xiaoxiao put down the sweet potato and wanted to take him to the toilet.

  He shook his head and handed the hair tie to Su Xiaoxiao.

   "Don't sleep anymore?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.

   "Don't sleep anymore." Dahu said childishly.

  Su Xiaoxiao smiled, took the hair tie, let him sit on her lap, her fingers went around his soft hair, and tied it up little by little.

   "Why are you up so early?" she asked.

   "Take a pony." Dug said.

  Dahu is a responsible kid. Every time he rides the pony, his two younger brothers can paddle, but he is the only one who persists seriously.

  The two-month-old foal is growing strong, and it doesn't look like it was a premature pony at all.

  Seeing the big tiger coming, it jumped up happily.

  Su Xiaoxiao accompanies Dahu to walk the pony.

  Dahu held the rein in one hand, and grabbed half a piece of sweet potato with the other, gnawing on it with his small milk teeth like glutinous rice.

  Just a few days after moving here, Su Xiaoxiao is not familiar with the neighbors in the alley.

   But it's strange, they know Dahu!

   "It's a big tiger, right? It's time to walk the horse again."

   Said an aunt who was sweeping leaves at the gate of the courtyard.

  Dahu greeted politely: "Grandma Zhao."

   "Hey!" Aunt Zhao laughed, "You're so cute, huh? Who is this?"

  She looked at Su Xiaoxiao.

  Dahu puffed out his small chest and said, "My mother."

  Aunt Zhao was dumbfounded: "Ah... this, so... young mother... yes, she is a blessed one."

   Just say that she is fat and that's it.

  Su Xiaoxiao greeted politely: "Aunt Zhao."

   "Hey, hey!" Aunt Zhao nodded repeatedly.

  Afterwards, he ran into several neighbors. Not surprisingly, Duo knew all of them, and introduced his mother to them on his own initiative.

  Su Xiaoxiao is fascinated.

   May ask how you managed to recognize all the neighbors in the alley within three days?

   Could this be the rumored social bull syndrome?

  Among the three little guys, Erhu is the one who speaks the best. She has always believed that if there is really a popular king in the alley, it must be Erhu.

Dumb, you are hiding your secrets.

   "There is no one living in this family."

   "This one too."

  While walking, Dahu introduced the situation of the neighbors to Su Xiaoxiao.

   "How do you know?" Su Xiaoxiao asked, "Maybe he just went out to visit relatives and returned in a few days?"

   "Grandma Zhao said." Dahu said.

  Su Xiaoxiao was even more confused.

  She couldn't help but see the picture of Duhu with a milky face, a standard peasant's chest, squatting on the ground, chatting with aunts and aunts in a serious manner—

  Su Ergou, what do you think of the child?

  Walking to the end of the alley, Duan pointed to the house on the east side and said, "It has a nice voice."

  Su Xiaoxiao: "Huh? Is there any?"

  Dahu: "There are during the day."

  Su Xiaoxiao couldn't imagine what the nice voice in Dahu's mouth was, but she heard the not-so-nice voice.

  Under the big tree not far away, a man in a blue gown was holding onto the tree and retching.

  In his other hand, he held a somewhat old piano case.

   "Know?" Su Xiaoxiao asked Dahu.

   Dui tilted his head and looked: "I haven't seen it before."

   "Wait for me here." Su Xiaoxiao finished, and walked towards the other party.

  He didn't smell of alcohol, either because he drank alcohol, or because of something wrong with his body, he retched.

"you"

  Su Xiaoxiao was about to ask, when his hand slipped and the piano case fell off.

  There are several sharp-edged rocks on the ground. If the piano box falls, it may be smashed to pieces.

  He hurried to get the piano box, but unfortunately he was one step too late.

   Just as the piano case was about to fall to the ground, a pair of white and tender chubby hands supported it in time.

   "Huh, caught it!" Su Xiaoxiao exhaled, looked at him and said, "What's wrong with you?"

  The other party didn't answer, but just glanced at Su Xiaoxiao, without even saying a word of thanks, hugged the piano box, and stumbled into the house on the east side.

  Su Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows: "Well, the nice voice Duhu said is the sound of the piano?"

——

   Early morning.

  A luxurious carriage stopped at the east end of Lihua Lane.

The coachman opened the curtain.

  Qin Yanran walked down holding a guqin.

  She raised her hand and knocked lightly on the courtyard door.

  She came earlier today, worried that the teacher would not get up, and was about to return to the carriage to wait for a while, but found that the courtyard door was not plugged in, so she opened it with a light knock.

  She went into the yard.

  I saw a young man in a green shirt in the corridor.

  The man was sitting on a rattan chair and was cleaning a guqin with clean silk.

  She bowed and made a normal salute as a first meeting.

  The other party didn't even look at her, and went into the wing with Guqin in his arms.

  Qin Yanran frowned.

  Who is this man?Never seen it before.

  Could it be——that big disciple under the name of master who sees the head but doesn't see the end?

   Now that I think about it, I have to call him Senior Brother.

   "Yan Ran."

  Master Zhang came over from the corridor.

   Zhang Qinshi is 30 years old this year. He used to be an imperial luthier for the court. He even taught the piano skills of several princesses.

   To be able to worship under his name, the Duke Protector's House entrusted a lot of connections.

  Of course, if there is only a relationship, but not enough aptitude and talent, he will not accept apprentices.

  Qin Yanran was the only female disciple he had ever taught besides the princess.

  Qin Yanran's musical talent is more outstanding than several royal princesses.

   "Teacher." Qin Yanran saluted.

Master Zhang Qin said: "Go to the piano room, I'll be over in a while."

"yes."

  Qin Yanran originally wanted to ask about the elder brother, but after thinking about it, she decided to forget it.

——

   After Su Xiaoxiao and Dahu finished walking the pony, they went to Zhenbeihou Mansion.

  Fu Langzhong has been there for two days, it's time to bring him back to rest.

  Old Marquis was probably stimulated during the day, and had a high fever at night, Fu Langzhong gave him some antipyretics left by Su Xiaoxiao.

  Old Marquis' pulse condition is much smoother than that of the first day, and his complexion has recovered somewhat with the naked eye.

   Just can't get out of bed like yesterday.

If you are sick, you have to take care of it carefully, otherwise it is easy to fall short.

  Old Marquis went out yesterday, not because he got better enough to be able to go out, but because of his strong willpower, he dragged his weak body over.

  It was another old man and old lady who had already collapsed on the bed, barely able to breathe.

  Fu Langzhong was very sleepy, so Su Mo arranged for him a room so that he could live next to the Old Marquis, so he didn't have to travel around.

   "Yes." Su Xiaoxiao.

  Koizumi gave Su Xiaoxiao a strange look.

  This apprentice often oversteps the teacher and makes decisions for the master.

  Su Mo's expression did not change at all, and he directly ordered: "Go and clean up the next room."

   "Yes." Koizumi scratched his head in response, and went to tidy up the wing in a daze.

   Fu Langzhong is so sleepy that his eyelids are fighting, he can sleep anywhere, he doesn't pick.

   "Go to the study?" Su Mo said.

  The two went to the study.

  Just as he sat down, a guard from the manor hurried over.

  He was about to enter, but when he saw Su Xiaoxiao in the room, he paused again.

   "Come in." Su Mo said.

  The guard bowed in and saluted with fists in his hands: "Young master."

  Su Mo asked: "But what news did you find?"

   The guard saw that his eldest son did not shy away from that girl, and told the clues he had found in the past few days.

   A new month has begun, cuties, let’s go for a guaranteed monthly pass~