"What do you think? Are you excited?" The old man whispered to Lin Weiwan.

Lei Junfan looked at the old man with his mouth grinning from ear to ear and called out softly.

"Master"

When Old Man Qin heard the noise, he quickly put away his smile and cleared his throat, "I'm coming."

"Come in, let me introduce you to my last disciple, your Junior Sister Lin Weiwan."

"Xiao Wanwan, this is your senior brother Lei Junfan." The old man introduced his apprentice to Lin Weiwan with a smile.

“Hello, senior brother.” Lin Weiwan stood up and greeted the jade-like senior brother in front of him.

"Junior sister." Lei Junfan didn't expect that the old man would really bring back a closed disciple. He was a little bit unconvinced when he heard about it from his junior brother before.

The old man is very picky when choosing his apprentices. He puts aside the character and talent, and only looks to see if the apprentice is outstanding. He looks first.

When Ye Jibai came back carrying eight lunch boxes, he discovered that there was one more person in the office besides the old man.

Looking at the three people chatting happily, Ye Jibai felt that he was being excluded.

Resigned, he put the lunch box on the table and said, "Grandpa is back, let's eat."

"Come on, let's eat." The old man called his two apprentices.

Lei Junfan walked over and stood in front of Ye Jibai, "Hello, my name is Lei Junfan, and I'm Lin Weiwan's senior brother."

"Hello, Ye Jibai, your junior sister is unmarried." Ye Jibai held Lei Junfan's hand.

Lin Weiwan looked at the two of them, and suddenly felt a little...what was that word in later generations called...yes...couple.

The two of them have their own unique looks, and both their figures and temperaments are one in a million, just like two bright stars standing together.

"Okay, okay, stop reading faces. The food will get cold soon."

The old man put away the hot lunch boxes, and Lin Weiwan took out chopsticks from the side.

We sat around a table and started eating. Compared to the meal at Ye's house, this meal was more comfortable and enjoyable.

During the meal, the master also asked his apprentice for a gift for Lin Weiwan. Everyone knew what the gift was.

After lunch, Lin Weiwan felt a little sleepy, but Mr. Qin was studious.

She took out a set of acupuncture and insisted on practicing flying needle with Lin Weiwan.

Ye Jibai did not feel bored but watched and learned with great interest.

Lei Junfan looked on with envy, but he had no choice but to look and listen before running to his office as he was in consultation today and even if there were not many people around.

The old man was still practicing enthusiastically until he got off work.

Thinking of the trouble that Lin Weiwan would have if he came in again, he quickly applied for a temporary pass for Lin Weiwan. As a master of traditional Chinese medicine, he was easy to talk to.

Although some people outside do not recognize it, when the anesthesia is insufficient or the operation is too late, Chinese medicine must be used for acupuncture, pain relief and some subsequent conditioning. Don't let those people say that they will be wiped out by opposition.

Lin Weiwan rejected Mr. Qin's invitation and followed Ye Jibai back to Ye's house for dinner.

In Dongsheng Village, Zhou Weinan took out the letter and wrote to Zhou Rongrong again. He left his address before letting Zhou Rongrong leave.

Now that three letters have been sent, there is still no reply from Zhou Rongrong.

Zhou Weinan was a little afraid that Zhou Rongrong would ignore him after she climbed up the social ladder.

Now there is less than half a month left before we start tilling the land and sowing.

Zhou Weinan wrote furiously, asking for few things, only that he be helped to find a job and leave the countryside.

When he went to Shanghai, Zhou Weinan was dragged down and lost his job because of Zhou's father's affairs.

Unable to find a job, and being asked to provide a kidney transplant for an elderly person, he resolutely signed up to go to the countryside.

Now, who knows the hardship of going to the countryside? Zhou Weinan didn't even ask for leave. He could only hope that Zhou Rongrong would have a conscience and save him from the dire situation.

Haishi, after work, Shen Shili went home to have dinner as usual and then rode his bicycle out.

As soon as I entered the small intersection, I was pulled off my bike.

Before I could see what was happening, I felt a sharp pain.

I wanted to call for help but found that my mouth was stuffed with a ball of flesh.

The whole process was very fast, and by the time Shen Shili crawled out of the alley, no one could be seen.

Dragging his legs which could not move, Shen Shili screamed for help.

Finally, he was found by nearby residents and sent to the hospital. Shen's mother cried heartbreakingly as she watched her son with broken hamstrings.

"Which bastard did this? This is murderous."

In the old house of the Fu family in Beijing, Fu Qiuyan drank tea from the cup and looked at Zhou Rongrong in front of her.

"Tell me, where is that thing?"

Zhou Rongrong picked up the teacup and took a sip, looking at the photos on the desktop.

"That's just one. We still need two more. We agreed on this, so you must follow the agreement."

Zhou Rongrong looked at the photo on the desk. The man in the photo had his legs bent in a strange direction and his face was in pain.

Fu Qiuyan looked at Zhou Rongrong in front of her and chuckled, "I never expected that she looked so weak and fragile all day long, but she is so cruel."

Zhou Rongrong used her slender fingers to tear off the photos on the table bit by bit.

"I believe that birds of a feather flock together. We are all... the same kind of people, right, little aunt?"

"No, we are not the same kind of people, Zhou Rongrong, if you walk too much at night, be careful of encountering ghosts.

You have gone through so much trouble to come to Beijing under a false name, not just to live a simple life like this."

Zhou Rongrong's expression froze, and she looked at the woman in front of her who seemed to be about her age.

"Aunt, I don't know what you are talking about."

Fu Qiuyan put down the teacup and glanced at Zhou Rongrong's somewhat stiff body.

I sat in a chair, relaxed, looking at the green yard.

"You know exactly what I'm saying. If you want me to make a knife, you have to see if you have the ability to do it.

If I can cripple Shen Shili's legs, I can cripple you. If you don't want to be found out, just hand the things over to me."

Zhou Rongrong threw the photo in her hand on the table and said, "Don't be too anxious, little aunt. You want that thing and your grandmother wants it too.

It doesn't matter whether I am here or not, but who has the important things in their hands?"

"Zhou Rongrong, what do you mean?"

"Auntie... I don't mean anything. Just take care of the remaining two people, and I'll tell you something."

Zhou Rongrong spoke in a light and cheerful voice, without a trace of anger or threat.

"Remember what you said."

Zhou Rongrong stood up and said, "I'm leaving first, little aunt. I hope to hear good news from you."

Fu Qiuyan watched Zhou Rongrong leave, then threw the things on the table to the ground.

A slender figure walked out of the house, squatted down, and slowly picked up the fragments of photos on the ground.

"Aunt, why bother getting angry with someone like this? Just deal with it after the incident."