good!

very good!

Also call her a porcelain doll!

It seems that there is no need to give the second set of papers to my second brother so early!

Lin Yian simply pulled out the remaining wool and waved the two knitting needles in her hand.

Well, it's very suitable for picking people up.

"It's appropriate. Thank you, uncle."

There are no burrs on this knitting needle. It must have taken a lot of effort.

"It's fine as long as it fits. I'll apply some oil and let it dry."

After Lin Anmin took the knitting needles, he went to the utility room to finish the last bit of carpentry work. After Lin Jianmao greeted Lin Anmin and Wang Juan with a smile, he sat down next to Lin Yian and looked at Lin Yian's face carefully.

It was a little pale, but not as miserable as his mother said. From his mother's description, he almost thought the porcelain doll had some serious illness.

"Xiao Aci, you're not strong enough. Not only are you short, but you also don't look good."

Lin Yian immediately moved aside in disgust.

"I will still grow taller. Besides, I am weak. Well, I guess I have to write less in the future. It is tiring for my eyes and my body. Don't you think so, second brother?"

yes!

This girl still owes him a set of papers!

They only discussed the quantity at the beginning, but did not set the time.

"Ah, hahaha, what did Aci say? Second brother didn't hear clearly. Aci! Look what second brother brought you."

Lin Jianmao quickly took out a red rope from his pocket and handed it to Lin Yian like he was presenting a treasure.

Lin Jianmao suddenly shouted, causing Lin Yian's head to buzz.

Lin Yian rubbed his ears and glanced over: "Is this... a peace locket?"

"Yes! My mother asked me to bring it to you and asked you to wear it on your right ankle, saying that she hopes you will have a safe life."

When Huo Fang heard Bao Yan say that Lin Yi'an still had a hidden danger in his body, she wanted to bring something to Lin Yi'an so that their Ah Ci could recover from the hidden danger.

That's why this anklet came into being.

Everyone wears long pants and long socks all year round, and no one dares to pay attention to what girls are wearing on their feet, so it basically won’t be noticed.

Lin Yian touched the peace locket. It was white and delicate, pure and restrained, and looked like it was carved from good material.

She just received a pair of leather gloves from my second mother yesterday, and today she received an anklet. How can I refuse this?

"Fang'er is so thoughtful. Ah Ci, please accept it. Take it with you back to your room later and thank your second mother tomorrow."

"Mom/Grandma/Great-grandma."

Fan Zhu came in alone with a cane. Wang Juan quickly put down her needlework and went to help Fan Zhu get on the kang.

"Juan, it's okay, you don't have to help me."

Fan Zhu avoided Wang Juan's support and sat on the kang by herself.

Today, before Dr. Bao left, he took her pulse on purpose.

Although Fan Zhu didn't know what Dr. Bao's purpose was, it was obvious that he wanted to establish a good relationship with their family.

Bao Yan, at present, is a friend, not an enemy.

"Old man, your health is good, but you must have had a serious illness more than ten years ago, and you were so worried about something that you left this difficult-to-eradicate disease. My current medical skills can only regulate and relieve your pain, but I can't eradicate it."

The little girl's illness is easy to cure. It's a disease of affluence. As long as you are willing to spend money and take care of it slowly, it will get better.

But the old lady's illness was not something he could cure.

What Bao Yan didn't say was that the old lady must have suffered a great mental breakdown when she was young, and this illness laid the seeds of disaster from then on.

Over the years that followed, I looked healthy, but in fact, it was as if there was a time bomb hidden inside my body.

If he had been diagnosed and treated when he fell ill more than ten years ago, perhaps his medical skills would have been of some use.

But, maybe this is an opportunity?

"Old man, if you want to cure it, I can..."

"It would be great if the pain could be alleviated. Comrade Bao, I am already half buried in the earth, so there is no need to cure the disease completely."

When she was young, Fan Zhujun never believed in fate. She admired the integrity of gentlemen, enjoyed craftsmanship, and believed that man can conquer nature.

Unfortunately, the family suddenly encountered a disaster, and it is unknown how many members of the Fan family are still alive.

She met a good person, but it was only Fan Zhu who survived, not Fan Zhujun.

So, how long she lives is earned by Fan Zhu, so why bother to fight for her life with the King of Hell? It is not worth taking risks for an old woman like her.

She feels good about the present day.

Fan Zhu believes in fate and the blessing of others.

She also wanted to give her granddaughter a talisman, and the one Fang'er chose was a good one.

When she escaped, she took nothing with her except the two pieces of cloth and the two boxes.

She even threw away the jade pendant she had been wearing since birth, otherwise they would not believe that the dead person was Fan Zhujun.

"grandmother?"

Fan Zhu pushed the basket of dried fruits on the table towards the two juniors and said, "Try the freshly roasted melon seeds."

She and Huo Fang understood each other tacitly on many things, and there was no need for them to be polite to each other.

Lin Jianmao stuffed the chain into Lin Yian's hand and cracked a handful of melon seeds in his mouth: "Little Ah Ci, do you want to eat some? They are so delicious. Eating more will nourish your brain."

Walnuts are good for your brain!

Isn’t second brother usually quite good at talking?

Don't think she couldn't hear it. Second brother said this to remind her that she still had a set of papers.

"To nourish the brain~~ Second brother, can you help me peel it?"

Lin Jianmao thought it was a good idea: "Strip! Of course."

Lin Jianmao almost spit out everything in his mouth to Lin Yian. As long as he quickly gave him the paper, he would peel anything.

Wang Juan gathered up the bag in her hand and bit off the thread: "Ah Ci, take a look and see if this is the one you drew."

"Thank you, Auntie!"

Lin Yian took it and looked at it. The size was right and the length of the strap was OK, but...

How come the aunt was so thoughtful to embroider a little flower on it!

This is not for her own use.

Seeing Lin Yian staring at the small flower, Wang Juan said, "That piece of cloth is missing a little bit, and the color doesn't match, so Auntie embroidered a flower on it for you."

"Ah, hahaha, it looks great. I like it very much. Thank you, Auntie."

But I’m not sure whether my eldest brother likes it or not. He probably won’t waste the hard work of his mother and sister!

Lin Yian grabbed a few melon seeds that Lin Jianmao had just peeled and ate them, then took the cloth bag back to the room to see if it was useful.

"Is it tied like this?"

The jade brought a cool feeling when it touched her skin, and Lin Yian couldn't help but shiver.

After tying the anklet, Lin Yian stuffed the handmade heating pad he made into the cloth bag, tied up the bag, and jogged around the room a few times.

"It's quite solid, I wonder if it has good heat resistance."

Lin Yian decided to go out and give it a try, and at that moment there was a knock on the door.

Boom boom boom