She entered the pharmacy again.

She speculated that the pharmacy was rewarding her again because she had treated a critically ill patient.

She was looking forward to what medicine it would be this time.

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

A little thicker than cotton gloves, a little thinner than heat-insulating gloves, with distinct fingers.

Su Xiaoxiao: “…”

I slept a lot during the day, so I wasn’t very sleepy at night and got up just after the hour of Yin.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the gloves beside the pillow and laughed: "Are these for cooking? Are you afraid of hurting my hands?"

Without having to make snacks, the morning becomes very leisurely.

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

The peanut butter and sesame paste she brought from the countryside were almost finished on the way, so she had to go to the market to buy some peanuts and sesame seeds later.

...wait for Wei Ting to come back and make some sauce.

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

While waiting for the clothes to cool down, she went to tidy up the yard.

Zhongshan brought more firewood.

Zhong Shan wanted to help clean up the yard. Su Xiaoxiao looked at his hunched back and used sign language to signal, "No need, I can do it myself."

Zhong Shan was slightly stunned, as if he was very surprised that Su Xiaoxiao could know sign language.

He is not only dumb, but also deaf. However, he understands lip reading, so most people cannot detect his deafness unless they call him from behind.

As for sign language, even fewer people would use it with him.

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

Although both are expressions, the meanings of sign language and writing are different, especially for the deaf and mute people.

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

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

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

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

Su Xiaoxiao was sitting in the kitchen eating sweet potatoes. As she was eating, a round little head poked in.

"Da Hu?" Su Xiaoxiao was surprised.

"Mom." Dahu entered the kitchen.

"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 hairband in his hand to Su Xiaoxiao.

"Not sleeping anymore?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.

"I don't want to sleep anymore." Dahu said in a baby voice.

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

"Why did you get up so early?" she asked.

"Pony walk." said Dahu.

Da Hu is a responsible child. Every time he goes for a pony ride, his two younger brothers would just slack off, but he is the only one who persists seriously.

The two-month-old foal is growing strong and healthy, and you can't tell at all that it was once a premature foal.

Seeing Dahu coming, it jumped up happily.

Su Xiaoxiao accompanied Dahu to walk the pony.

Da Hu held the reins in one hand and half a sweet potato in the other, chewing it in small bites with his small, glutinous teeth.

Su Xiaoxiao had just moved in a few days ago and was not familiar with the neighbors in the alley. She didn't recognize anyone who was walking towards her or working in the yard with the door open.

But strangely, they knew Da Hu!

"Is that Da Hu? He's here to ride his horse again."

An auntie who was sweeping leaves at the gate of the yard said.

Da Hu greeted her politely: "Grandma Zhao."

"Hey!" Aunt Zhao laughed, "How nice! Eh? Who is this?"

She looked at Su Xiaoxiao.

Da Hu puffed out his chest and said, "My mother."

Aunt Zhao was stunned: "Ah... such a young mother... is a blessed one."

Just tell her she's fat and that's it.

Su Xiaoxiao greeted politely: "Aunt Zhao."

"Hey, hey!" Aunt Zhao nodded repeatedly.

Afterwards, he met several neighbors again. As expected, Da Hu knew them all and took the initiative to introduce his mother to them.

Su Xiaoxiao was confused.

How did you manage to recognize all the neighbors in the alley within three days?

Could this be the so-called social awesomeness?

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

Da Hu, you are a hidden talent.

"This house has no one living in it."

“This one, too.”

As they walked, Da Hu introduced the neighbors to Su Xiaoxiao.

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

"Grandma Zhao said so." Da Hu said.

Su Xiaoxiao was even more confused.

She couldn't help but imagine the scene of Da Hu with a baby face, wearing a standard farmer's shirt, squatting on the ground, chatting seriously with the aunties and ladies -

Su Ergou, what do you think of children?

Su Xiaoxiao: "Hmm? Is there?"

Da Hu: “Yes during the day.”

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't imagine what the pleasant sound that Dahu mentioned was, but she did hear the not-so-pleasant sound.

Under a big tree not far away, a man in a green robe was holding onto the tree trunk and retching.

In his other hand he held a somewhat old violin case.

"Know him?" Su Xiaoxiao asked Dahu.

Da Hu tilted his head and looked at it: "I haven't seen it before."

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

There was no smell of alcohol on him, so either he had been drinking or something was wrong with his body and he was retching.

"you--"

Just as Su Xiaoxiao was about to ask, his hand slipped and the violin case fell.

There are several sharp rocks on the ground. If the guitar case falls on them, it might be smashed into pieces.

He hurried to retrieve the violin case, but was a step too late.

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

"Huh, I got it!" Su Xiaoxiao exhaled, looked at him and asked, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

The other party did not answer, but just glanced at Su Xiaoxiao. Without even a word of thanks, he picked up the piano case and stumbled into the house in the east.

Su Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows: "Well, the nice sound that Dahu was talking about is the sound of a piano?" - Early morning.

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

The driver drew aside the curtain.

Qin Yanran walked down holding a guqin.

She raised her hand and knocked gently on the gate.

She came a little early today, worried that the teacher had not yet woken up. She was about to go back to the carriage and wait for a while, but she found that the gate of the courtyard was not bolted, and it opened with a light knock.

She entered the yard.

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

The man sat on a rattan chair, wiping a guqin with clean silk.

She bowed slightly and performed the polite greeting as a sign of a first meeting.

The other person didn't even look at her and went into the room holding the guqin.

Qin Yanran frowned.

Who is this man? I have never seen him before.

Could it be——the mysterious and elusive disciple under the master's name? Now, I have to call him senior brother.

"Yanran."

Master Zhang came over after returning to the corridor.

Master Zhang is thirty years old this year. He was once the royal zither player in the palace. He even taught several princesses how to play the zither.

The Duke of the Guard had a lot of connections to be able to serve under his name.

Of course, if he only has connections but lacks qualifications and talent, he will not accept him as a disciple.

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

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

"Teacher." Qin Yanran bowed.

Master Zhang said, "Go to the piano room. I'll be there in a moment."

"yes."

Qin Yanran originally wanted to ask about the matter of the senior brother, but after thinking about it, she decided not to. ——After Su Xiaoxiao and Dahu walked the foal, they went to the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion.

Doctor Fu has been there for two days. It's time to send him back to rest.

The old marquis was probably stimulated during the day and had a high fever at night. Doctor Fu gave him some antipyretic medicine left by Su Xiaoxiao.

The old marquis' pulse was much smoother than on the first day, and his complexion had visibly recovered.

I just can't get out of bed like I did yesterday.

If you are sick, you have to take good care of yourself, otherwise all your efforts will be in vain.

The old marquis went out yesterday, not because he was well enough to go out, but simply because of his strong willpower that he managed to drag his frail body through.

If it were any other old man or old woman, they would have collapsed on the bed, struggling to breathe.

Doctor Fu was very sleepy, so Su Mo arranged a room for him and let him live next door to the old marquis so that he didn't have to run back and forth.

"Okay." Su Xiaoxiao said.

Xiaoquanzi looked at Su Xiaoxiao strangely.

This apprentice often steps over the master's responsibility and makes decisions for him.

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 and agreed, then went to clean up the room in a daze.

Doctor Fu was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting each other. He didn't care where he slept.

"Let's go to the study and sit down?" Su Mo said.

The two went to the study.

As soon as he sat down, a guard from the mansion came over in a hurry.

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

"Come in." Su Mo said.

The guard bowed and entered, clasped his fists and saluted: "Young Master."

Su Mo asked: "But what information did you find out?"

Seeing that his eldest son was not shy about the girl, the guard told her the clues he had found in the past few days.

A new month has begun, my dears, please give me your guaranteed monthly tickets~ 　　 　 (End of this chapter)