207. Should I give it a try?

When Gu An'an returned, she realized that Lin Zixing's mention of Chen Bei's engagement was a reminder to her.

Too.

To outsiders, Chen Bei was a scion of a prominent family, while Jiang Mingzhu, though beautiful, was merely the daughter of a farmer.

Being a beautiful concubine is fine, but marrying Chen Bei as his wife is truly a mismatch in social standing.

Does Lin Zixing feel that the two children are getting too close?

But Jiang Mingzhu is not even ten years old yet.

The evil feudal society required minors to marry and have children; it was truly terrifying.

These would still be carefree primary and secondary school students in today's society.

Gu An'an was filled with mixed emotions. Before she even returned to her home in Lushui Lane, she heard the sound of a zither.

It was obvious without even thinking that Chen Bei was teaching Zhu'er to play the zither.

Chen Bei, who comes from a distinguished family, is still young, but he is proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

This saves Gu An'an the trouble of hiring tutors for these children.

The melodious sound of the zither lingered, and for a moment Gu An'an stood there, not in a hurry to go home.

Before long, the echoes faded away, and she heard Pearl's voice, "Mother should be back soon, I'll go see her."

“I will go with you.”

"Need not."

Jiang Mingzhu quickly refused, saying it was just a quick look at the door, what was so special about going together?

As soon as she finished speaking, laughter came from the hanging flower gate. "I was so mesmerized by the music. Ah Bei is such a good teacher, teaching Zhu'er so well. I should give you a big red envelope later."

Jiang Mingzhu's face lit up with joy upon hearing this. "Mother, do you think I played well?"

"Of course it sounds beautiful. The lingering sound lasts for three days. It's really beautiful."

Jiang Mingzhu became embarrassed by the praise, "I'm not that amazing."

However, being praised is always a good thing, and the girl was very excited as she busied herself with various tasks.

Gu An'an noticed that Chen Bei spoke to her in a very polite manner, and for a moment she realized that she had really gone mad.

She was only entrusted by Madam Xie to take care of Chen Bei for a month, and he would naturally return to his prefectural office at that time.

How can a childhood friendship become entangled with romantic feelings?

Chen Bei just turned thirteen; both of them are still minors.

I'm really confused by Lin Zixing.

Gu An'an cursed inwardly for a moment, then smiled and went to cook.

After dinner, she watched Jiang Mingxu and Bao'er practicing calligraphy, while Jiang Mingzhu and Chen Bei played chess under the lamp.

The woman, who aspires to become a female general, still gets up early every day to practice her skills, but her life has been very demanding during this period.

In addition to learning the zither from Chen Bei, they also had to play chess.

Fortunately, the child is smart and learns quite quickly.

Gu An'an withdrew her gaze and pointed out Jiang Mingxu's mistake, "You wrote it wrong again. Write it five more times."

The little boy couldn't help but wail, "Mom, can't you just pretend you don't see it?"

Why do you have to pick on him, a child?

Is she still her biological mother?

Gu An'an glanced at it and said, "Can't you be a little more serious? If you can't even practice calligraphy seriously, how will you be able to concentrate on treating patients in the future? 'Don't refrain from doing good because it's small, and don't do evil because it's small.' What did your brother tell you?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Mingxu immediately said sullenly, "I'll write it again, Mother, please don't be angry."

Gu An'an didn't want to play the bad cop, but since Jiang Mingyi wasn't home, she had to play the double role in disciplining the child all by herself.

Isn't it supposed to scare people?

Just as she was about to say something more, someone knocked on the door.

The urgent knocking on the door shattered the tranquility of the room. "Is this Jiang Mingyi's house? Is anyone home?"

The people playing chess under the lamp immediately stood up and left, and Gu An'an quickly followed them.

When she arrived, she saw that the courtyard gate was already open, and the person outside hurriedly explained, "We were reading this afternoon when Mingyi suddenly had a terrible headache. I asked him a question and he fainted. The teacher only has a rudimentary understanding of pharmacology and couldn't cure him, so we rushed him here."

The toxins in Jiang Mingyi's body flared up again.

The sudden bad news made Gu An'an feel dizzy, and the person in front of her collapsed. If Chen Bei hadn't caught her quickly, she probably would have fallen to the ground.

Gu An'an had no recollection of how she got the person home.

All she knew was that during dinner, Mingxu said that the two old men next door had gone up the mountain to collect herbs to make medicine for Fu Lingshu to treat the scars on her face, and that they wouldn't be back for another two days.

When doctors are most needed, none of them are there.

"Mother, should I give it a try?"

Jiang Mingxu's voice made Gu An'an momentarily dazed. Oh right, there was a young doctor at home.

However, Jiang Mingxu was only six years old in September.

“I have been learning acupuncture from them, and I can try to use acupuncture to relieve my brother’s pain.”

Jiang Mingxu hesitated slightly, "Although I may not be skilled enough to cure it, maybe I'll just get lucky?"

Gu An'an's tense mood eased a bit because of this joking remark. She was both amused and exasperated. "If your brother finds out you insulted him, just wait and see how he deals with you."

But now that things have come to this, there's no other way.

Jiang Mingxu was still young and not tall enough to easily administer acupuncture while standing in front of the bed.

In particular, Jiang Mingyi's headache flared up suddenly this time, unlike his usual calm demeanor.

He still needs to be restrained.

Seeing this, Chen Bei suggested, "How about I acupressure on his pressure points?"

“No.” Jiang Mingxu flatly rejected the suggestion. “After acupressure, blood circulation will be impaired, causing toxins to accumulate in the acupoints, with even more serious consequences.”

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