Su Ruojin smiled faintly, casually put the silver needles into her bosom, and exclaimed, "Master, are you trying to murder your own disciple? If I am poisoned to death, there will be no one to take care of you in your old age."
"Bah! How could I have taken in such a rebellious disciple? You curse your master all day long." An old but powerful voice came from inside the house, but the person could not be seen.
"Master, I didn't want to be your disciple back then. You were the one who cried and begged to take me on as your apprentice," Su Ruojin teased.
"You unfilial disciple, you unfilial disciple, you've angered me to death!" The old man's voice rang out again.
"Brother, you can never win an argument with Jin'er, yet you always insist on having a verbal sparring session with her. Jin'er, what delicious food did you bring back?" A middle-aged man dressed in a gray-blue coarse linen coat, looking every bit the farmer, came out.
"Second Master, this is a fish that Brother Dazhuang gave us. I'll make you fish soup later."
"Oh, never mind, Jin'er, I'll cook this fish." Huang Jian's face paled slightly, and he quickly stopped her.
When Su Ruojin was nine years old, she cooked fish soup, which caused all four of them to vomit and have diarrhea, and they had to stay in bed for three whole days.
If it weren't for his elder brother's medical expertise, Huang Jian believed that all four of them would have lost their lives on the spot.
From then on, they forbade Su Ruojin from cooking, even though her fish soup was indeed incredibly delicious.
Su Ruojin could easily see through her second master's little scheme. She curled her lips and thought, "All I did was use them to test my newly made medicine, and my second master is still holding a grudge."
That medicine will make you vomit and have diarrhea, that's called detoxification, and if you get through it, it can strengthen your body.
Su Ruojin wasn't worried at all about what would happen if her four masters couldn't make it through.
"Little Jin'er, I heard you were kicked out of the Lin family? I've always said the Lin family are ungrateful wretches, but you wouldn't listen. You even secretly helped that guy from the Lin family to improve his health. See? You got bitten by a snake."
A woman dressed in a bright red brocade robe with gold floral patterns, a peach blossom makeup between her eyebrows, alluring eyes, and a slender waist that made it impossible to guess her actual age, followed closely behind, waving a round fan.
Su Ruojin smiled nonchalantly: "Third Master, Old Madam Lin is different from the Lin family."
"Tch, in my opinion, they're all the same, except that our little Jin'er is kind-hearted." Luo Meiniang said dismissively.
Only by returning to Mu'an Village can Su Ruojin completely let down her guard and be herself again.
She knew that none of her masters were ordinary people, but since her masters never said so, she never asked.
All she needed to know was that her four masters were good to her.
Just then, a voice came from outside.
"Ahhh, my little Jin'er is back! Where is she? Where is she?"
Hearing this voice, Su Ruojin's lips twitched slightly. Of her four masters, she was most afraid of this fourth master.
One second An Shao's voice seemed to be a mile away, and the next second it appeared inside the house. He rushed over as soon as he saw Su Ruojin.
"Little Jin'er, come in quickly with me and listen to the new piece I composed."
Fourth Master An Shao was a music fanatic. Whenever Su Ruojin returned, he would make sure to play music for her for several hours.
Although Master Si's zither playing was indeed excellent, even the most beautiful melody would drive anyone crazy if listened to every day, every month, every year, for almost ten years.
Luo Meiniang scolded, "What kind of music is this? Jin'er has been kicked out of the Lin family, she has no mood to listen to your music."
An Shao was taken aback, then waved his hand: "Big brother, why don't you go and poison all the Lin family members to avenge Jin'er?"
Su Ruojin: ......
Fourth Master, there's really no need for that.
After finishing her meal, Su Ruojin greeted her masters and, as usual, went to an old, withered tree on the edge of the village to begin treating the villagers.
“Uncle Fu, didn’t I tell you not to go into the water? If you don’t listen, you can forget about getting better from this old rheumatism. I’ll give you a few acupuncture needles in a bit.”
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