Suddenly, footsteps were heard approaching.

Yan Qingqiu raised his eyes and looked towards the door. It was Li Rongsen who came over. He said, "You came early today."

"Where is An Yan?" Li Rongsen sat down at the table.

Yan Qingqiu picked out the smallest piece of cake and placed it in front of Li Rongsen, saying, "This is for you. It was bought by An Yan."

"Did she just drop off her things and leave?"

"I walked in front of you." Yan Qingqiu said casually.

Li Rongsen frowned and asked again: "It's almost time for dinner."

"She hasn't eaten dinner at home these past two days, and I don't know what she's been busy with. When she comes back, she's often covered in mud, as if she was working in the fields." Yan Qingqiu told him everything he was thinking.

Li Rongsen frowned even more and said, "Why don't you ask her what she's busy with."

"Did you ask?" Yan Qingqiu asked him back.

Li Rongsen was speechless after being asked by him, and couldn't even find an excuse to explain his negligence in the past few days.

Yan Qingqiu said: "She will come back to sleep anyway, you don't have to worry."

"Then I'll go first." Li Rongsen said as he stood up.

"Where are you going? Eat first and then go out." Yan Qingqiu thought he was a little strange.

"No more eating." Li Rongsen said as he left the yard. When he met Hua Ye outside, he quickly said, "Wait a minute, boy."

Li Rongsen was puzzled and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something you want to tell me?"

"My apprentice asked me to give you two bottles of medicine. He said they are for your grandfather's leg treatment." Hua Ye said as he handed the two bottles of medicine to Li Rongsen, and said, "Keep them safe. Don't lose them."

Li Rongsen nodded and walked out of the yard to get the car. He thought to himself, how could An Yan be so busy that she didn't even have time to send him two bottles of medicine, and she didn't go to Wancaotang for several days in a row.

Nissen said her office was gathering dust.

He thought about it and prepared to go to Bai Shichen's house. He thought that someone might be there, but he couldn't think of a reason, so he simply went back to find Yan Qingqiu and asked him: "How is your injury now? Can you go out for a walk?"

"Okay, it's okay. What do you mean?"

"I'm taking you out for a nice dinner, do you want to go?"

"Go ahead. Anyone who doesn't go is a fool." Yan Qingqiu was very happy and quickly followed Li Rongsen out.

He didn't know that Li Rongsen was taking him to Bai Shichen's house for a big dinner.

Bai Shichen was taking care of Wen Jiaer's residence, while An Yan was doing carpentry work nearby. She made wooden tables and chairs according to Wen Jiaer's design drawings.

"An Yan, you are amazing. You can even do carpentry. Is there anything you can't do?" Bai Shichen exclaimed when he saw a table was almost finished.

"It's not that difficult. The design drawings Wen Jiaer gave me are very detailed." An Yan answered lightly, but she actually didn't need to look at the drawings at all to make exactly the same one.

She lived in that peach forest until her death, and she saw everything clearly.

"This guy is really interesting. He even needs to be very precise in the location of planting trees, as if he is deliberately arranging them." Bai Shichen chuckled. He was planting trees at the moment. After finishing the last tree, he stood up and said, "I should go cook."

"I'll do it."

The person who said this was Wen Jiaer. He had come in from outside with a lot of things in his hands. He said, "I'm back from shopping and I'm going to put them in the house to decorate. I'll go cook first." After he said that, he put the things down and left.

An Yan stopped what she was doing and washed her hands.

I heard Bai Shichen say, "He doesn't know how to cook, so I quickly went to stop him, otherwise you wouldn't have a good meal again." After saying that, he left.

An Yan mentioned the things Wen Jiaer bought and walked into the house. He bought some decorative items, including teapots, teacups, vases, bowls and plates. They were all familiar old things.

It's amazing that we can still find these things. Although there are slight differences, they are almost the same.

Among them was a white bottle. An Yan took it out and placed it on the table. She then went out and broke off an unopened peach branch and put it into the bottle. She had often done this in her previous life. It was the only bright spot in her life. However, now was not the season for peach trees to bloom.

"The crape myrtles are in full bloom right now." Wen Jiaer said as he walked in. He took out the peach branch from the vase and inserted the crape myrtles in his hand into the vase, saying, "This pink color is also very similar to peach blossoms."

"I didn't expect you like antique things so much." An Yan said as she walked towards the window.

"I often dream of this, as if it is my home." Wen Jiaer said with a smile, while coughing again.

An Yan said to him: "Your disease needs to be treated."

"You seem to really hope that I can cure your illness." Wen Jiaer asked her.

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"This is my occupational disease." An Yan answered evasively.

"Thank you for coming to help me during this period of time and making a lot of furniture for me. These are jobs that men should do, but you, a little woman, have done them all. I don't know how to thank you. Look at this, do you like it?" Wen Jiaer said as he handed her a jewelry box.

An Yan didn't take it and said, "That's nothing. You are a friend of Li Rongsen and Bai Shichen, so you are also my friend. You don't have to be polite to me."

"I haven't seen Rong Sen for a long time. I wonder what he is busy with."

"He must be busy with work." An Yan answered him.

Wen Jiaer handed the box to her again and opened it for her, saying, "It's just a hairpin, not worth much. I've seen you pulling out your hair when you do things these days, so it should be useful to you."

"Thank you very much. I won't take the things. You can keep them."

"Why, you don't like it?" Wen Jiaer was a little surprised, and explained to her, "I don't have any other meaning, I just think you can use it."

"I have this." An Yan took out an ordinary black hairpin and put it on her hair, saying, "Thank you for your kindness. This will do for me."

This was the first time Wen Jiaer gave something to someone, and for a moment he felt that it would be difficult to end it. Moreover, he really wanted to thank her, so he couldn't help but have an obsession and said, "In this case, I shouldn't have accepted this thing from you. I'll return this throat medicine to you."

An Yan frowned, staring at the blue bottle he handed over with worry. This was carefully prepared for him, and it could temporarily relieve his condition. She couldn't take it back after giving it away with great difficulty. She could only take his hairpin and said, "Okay, this is even."

"Then I'll take it back too." Wen Jiaer put the medicine back into his pocket with satisfaction.

"Twice a day, how do you feel after taking it?"

"It's much better now. I cough less often and my throat isn't as dry and sore anymore."

"Eat on time." An Yan nodded.

Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound.

An Yan and Wen Jiaer looked towards the door and found Li Rongsen and Yan Qingqiu standing there.

Li Rongsen pushed the door without control. He thought he didn't use much force, but the door fell to the ground without being pushed. But it was Yan Qingqiu who said, "The wind was strong, it blew open the door, what a fragile door."

"Where does the wind come from?" Wen Jiaer was puzzled. He found that the branches and leaves outside the window were motionless.

Yan Qingqiu cleared his throat. Of course he wanted to help his own people. He added, "It's just like a gust of wind. It came violently and left quickly."