Chapter 6 Brother Luo Yunjianlan, I’m back!
"Yeah." Yong Shaolan pulled his hand back, placed it on the boy's shoulder and patted it soothingly: "Okay, I won't touch you."
Zhao Yan felt very uncomfortable, sometimes hot and sometimes cold. In fact, he had these symptoms at noon, but Brother Lan boiled some medicine for him at that time, which relieved them a little.
It seems to be more serious now than at noon.
Moreover, when Brother Lan touched his waist just now, it felt like a group of ants were crawling over his body. He felt numb and wanted to twitch, and his senses were amplified.
Is this the power of Xiao Huangwen?
After all, in the original novel, Zhao Yan was doing it with various handsome men all the time, such as hot spring play, rockery play, wallpaper play... In short, it was very torture.
When Zhao Yan thought of this, he regretted taking any job for money. It would be better for him to travel back to the starting point and just be a Long Aotian. It would be better to choose one of so many girls than a stinky man.
The young man was in great pain, so Yong Shaolan did not rush to drive. Instead, he knelt down and stayed beside Zhao Yan, although he could only see the boy's general outline: "Brother Shen, it's really uncomfortable..."
"No!" Zhao Yan sniffed. "I can't just give myself away so easily. I can still bear it. Brother Lan, you drive. I'll sleep... I'll be fine after a while."
Yong Shaolan sighed, hesitated for a moment, and then gently placed his hand on the boy's burning neck: "Every time you have an attack, Brother Shen, you have a very strong fragrance on your body."
The slightly cool palm gently pressed against the burning flesh, suppressing the rising heat. The rough fingertips rubbed and kneaded. Soon, a thin layer of sweat appeared on the boy's body. "Will this make it better?"
"Hmm... um?" It was like a sudden downpour of sweet rain on the sultry earth. The continuous drizzle gradually suppressed the sweltering temperature. Zhao Yan was shackled by a strong tingling sensation and could not speak for a while. When he realized that the man was touching his neck, his mind went blank.
Three words flashed through Zhao Yan’s mind: It’s over!
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Yong Shaolan rubbed the boy, and after a while he rubbed his waist. Slowly, the tense boy relaxed, "Don't bite the clothes."
"Get some sleep, we'll be home soon."
Afterwards, Yong Shaolan drove slowly towards Qingshui Village as if nothing had happened.
Zhao Yan shed tears of regret, but after crying for only a few times, he fell asleep while lying down.
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When they returned to Qingshui Village, it was already dark. Yong Shaolan parked the oxcart in the yard and tied it to a large locust tree. He then went into the house and replaced the mattress with a new one. He then went over and gently picked up the sleeping boy in the oxcart: "Brother Chen, we're home."
"Hmm..." Zhao Yan heard someone calling him. Just as he was about to turn over, he found himself pressed against a hard chest. When he looked up again, he saw that he was being held in a princess-like position: "???"
Yong Shaolan smoothed his throat, glanced at the restless boy in his arms, and said in a voice a little deeper than usual: "Don't move, I can't see clearly at night."
Zhao Yan: “…”
Who asked you to hug me? Do you think you're right?
But he was still very obedient. He stopped moving, simply closed his eyes, and didn't look at Yong Shaolan!
Very cute.
Yong Shaolan put the boy on the bed, and Zhao Yan rolled himself in with the quilt.
Yong Shaolan lit a candle, shook his head, and then went to get things from the ox cart. He only took the medicinal herbs, and then went to the kitchen to boil water. While decocting the medicine, he also boiled water for the boy to take a bath.
Zhao Yan lay dormant on the bamboo bed for a while. When he realized Yong Shaolan hadn't come in, he quickly dug out his pajamas from the bedside and quickly changed into his own clothes. Regardless of feeling uncomfortable, he ran out the door clutching his clothes. "Brother Lan, I... I've been sweating a lot, and my clothes are all dirty. I want to wash them."
Yong Shaolan, who was boiling water in the kitchen: “…………”
He lowered the fire, picked up a basin, filled it with water, and walked out the door. "It's almost midnight. Leave the clothes here and I'll wash them. You should take a hot bath and then go to bed."
Zhao Yan held onto his clothes tightly and shook his head like a rattle: "No!"
Yong Shaolan knew he couldn't persuade him, so he put down the wooden basin and said, "Then you wash it, I'll go boil the medicine."
"I understand." How could Zhao Yan, who had been a little prince for more than ten years, wash the clothes clean? He used the quick-fix washing method he learned in high school (rinsing them twice in water), fished them out, hung them on a rope and wrung them out several times.
Evidence destroyed!
After Yong Shaolan finished decocting the medicine, he saw the boy's wrinkled clothes hanging on the pole. He brought the medicine into the room, took the clothes down, changed the water, and washed them twice with soap nuts before hanging them up again.
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The next morning, Zhao Yan woke up before noon. He didn't know if he had done something evil, but his waist and head didn't hurt when he woke up this morning. Just when he thought he could get through the setting of the Little Emperor's Text, Yong Shaolan came from the main room. When he saw him get up, he walked straight to the bed and touched his forehead.
"The effect is good. I can probably endure it for a few more days and I can completely make it through this month."
Zhao Yan: "Hmm...hmm?"
How many more days do you have to endure?
After saying that, the man stood up and returned to the main room, brought back a roll of bedding, and put it in the small cabinet beside the bed. "The children are coming to class today, I don't have time to accompany you. Do you want to stay at home and teach with me, or go for a walk in the village?"
Zhao Yan still wanted to buy a horse, so he couldn't just sit there and eat and wait for death. He quickly got up and said, "I'll go to the village. Is there any way to make money? I'll go and earn some money too."
"..." After Zhao Yan finished speaking, Yong Shaolan closed the cabinet and glanced at him with some doubt. Even though he was blind, he always felt like he was being stared at. "Well, I'll try. I can't let Brother Lan keep me forever."
Yong Shaolan remained noncommittal. "Most of the young men in the village make a living by going up the mountain to collect herbs. It's indeed a way to make money. If you want to do it for a while, I'll ask Brother Daniu to take you with me."
Yong Shaolan: "However, once you go up the mountain, you have to wait until night to come down. If you can't bear it, you have no choice but to endure it."
"It's going to take a whole day?" Zhao Yan hesitated. It wasn't because he was afraid of the hardship, but because he wasn't feeling well yet. If he got a fever halfway through, it would be one thing for him to feel uncomfortable, but he would also feel bad for delaying the villagers' work. "Forget it, I'm not well yet..."
Yong Shaolan saw the boy's concerns. Although he wanted him to stay home with him, he wanted him to do what he liked more. "Don't worry, I prepared the medicine for you last night. Just take it at noon and you'll be fine."
Yong Shaolan went out and took out the cowhide bag containing the medicine. "I'll heat it up and pack some food for you. Then you can go play with them."
"Don't try to be brave, be careful."
Zhao Yan's eyes lit up: "Okay!"
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"Brother Shen, it's just ahead. After crossing this mountain, we'll reach the place where we can collect herbs."
Yong Shaolan was worried that Zhao Yan would have difficulty communicating with the villagers, so he asked Da Niu, who had attended school in the town, to accompany Zhao Yan up the mountain.
Zhao Yan really couldn't understand what the villagers of Qingshui Village said for the time being, so it was much easier for him to have a big guy around.
"Okay." Zhao Yan, who was almost exhausted after climbing a mountain, looked at the mountain in front of him and sighed. "Brother Danniu, are the medicinal herbs on this mountain valuable? If I want to earn a hundred taels of silver, how much will it cost?"
"It's hard to say. If you're lucky and come across rare herbs, you can earn three or five hundred taels of silver, but that's rare." Daniu thought of the other day when he and Dazhu went to the mountains to look for herbs that could cure eye ailments. They searched for two whole days and didn't see a single one. "Let's just pick some common herbs. If we work hard, we can probably earn one or two taels of silver a day."
Daniel: "You can't become fat in one breath, Brother Shen, take your time. Anyway, Mr. Xiao is a good man, and you are good-looking, he will not ignore you."
Zhao Yan: “…”
He is also a man, why should he be supported by someone with eye problems?
However, Daniu's words made him interested in Brother Lan. "Brother Daniu, I heard that Brother Lan was also picked up by you. Where did you find him?"
Da Niu thought for a moment and said, "It seems that Dazhu and his companions found it in the mountains when they went to the next county to collect herbs. Mr. Xiao is really lucky. There are tigers and wild wolves in the mountains. He was seriously injured at the time. It is said that he was stabbed several times. But he didn't die. He recovered quickly and was able to get out of bed after waking up for two or three days."
"But Mr. Xiao said that he had lost two of his relatives and that he himself had forgotten some things, so he stayed in Qingshui Village to teach."
Knife wound?
Zhao Yan frowned.
Could it be that this Brother Lan is a gangster?
Could it really be Li something or Fu something?
Zhao Yan shuddered, and the medicine bag he was carrying swayed a bit. Indeed, Brother Lan had been so unconditionally kind to him, so how could he possibly think of him as a villain?
Moreover, this book is originally a minor novel, and the only major villain in the plot is Yong Shaolan...
Huh?
Yong Shaolan and Xiao Lan, both have the character "Lan" in their names?
Zhao Yan felt a chill on his back. At this time, a group of people walking in front waved at them: "Brother Shen, Daniel, come quickly, we found something good here!"
Daniel: "Ah, Zilan is calling us, Brother Shen, stop chatting and go."
Daniel: "Zilan, Zilan, we're coming right over!"
Zhao Yan: “…………”
Well, it's his fault for thinking too much.
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Zhao Yan followed Da Niu, Zi Lan and Zi Lan on the mountain for a whole day and reaped a lot of rewards. Even a rookie like him found a whole basket full of herbs. Brother Da Niu said that he was lucky and he also picked a rare medicine for treating eye diseases, which cost fifty taels of silver for each plant!
And he found three!
One hundred and fifty taels of silver!
When he returned home, Zhao Yan could smell the aroma of food from afar. He held his small backpack in his arms and walked in excitedly: "Brother Lan, I'm back!"
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