Chapter 36 Yaoyao is crying
Juanjuan looked at them with strange expressions and asked, "Did Juanjuan do something wrong?"
"It's nothing, it's just that Juanjuan is young. When she grows up, she will be able to write beautiful characters." Si Jinchen comforted her.
Madam Si also patted her little head and said, "Just practice more. Not everyone is born with the ability to write. Our Juanjuan is still young, so there's no need to rush."
Juanjuan was practicing very seriously, but the results were hard to describe.
Several people from the Si family took turns teaching her, but there was no change in the effect.
In the end, everyone agreed that the child was too young and would be fine when he grew up.
Siming had promised to visit Doctor Huai's medicinal fields today. Seeing Juanjuan looking a little depressed, he asked, "Juanjuan, do you want to go out with Dad?"
"Dad, where are you going?" Juanjuan ran over happily.
Si Jinchen stood up and walked over: "Dad, I want to go too."
"I'm going to Grandpa Huai's medicinal field. Do you want to go?" Siming looked at her and asked.
"Go." Juanjuan instantly put her unhappiness behind her.
Siming took the two children out and asked someone to pick up Doctor Huai and meet him directly at their medicine field.
The bruises on Doctor Huai's face had not yet disappeared, and he looked a little creepy.
"Grandpa Huai, what's wrong with your face? Was it a mosquito bite?" Juanjuan asked, looking at his face.
"Yes, I was bitten by a mosquito when I was sleeping at night." Doctor Huai didn't want to make the child worry, so he agreed to what she said.
After he finished speaking, he pushed open the door of the medicine garden and led a few people in.
The medicinal garden here was trampled beyond recognition and was in a mess everywhere.
Doctor Huai couldn't help feeling sad when he saw this.
Juanjuan took Si Jinchen's hand and ran to the edge of the medicine field and squatted down. She whispered, "Brother, I heard these herbs crying."
"Did they say anything?" Si Jinchen asked her in a low voice.
"They say they are in pain. Can we blow on them so that they won't feel any pain?" Juanjuan said as she exhaled several times towards the herbs in the medicine field.
Si Jinchen also imitated her and exhaled towards the herbs in the medicine field: "Will they stop feeling pain this way?"
Juanjuan tilted her head as if listening carefully: "They said it doesn't hurt anymore."
She stretched out her small hand to touch the herbs in the medicine field and said, "You must grow up quickly and become useful soon."
"Although Juanjuan doesn't like bitter medicine, medicine can save people. You saved your brother and your second uncle, so you are good."
"Juanjuan hopes you all grow better and better!"
Si Jinchen also touched the herbs in the medicine field: "Yes, you must grow better and better and save more people!"
He didn't know if it was his illusion or something, but he always felt that the medicinal herbs in his hands that had just wilted seemed to be much more energetic, and didn't look like they had been trampled on by anyone at all.
Sima Ming asked people to check the surroundings to see if they could find any clues.
Several soldiers found some strips of cloth hanging on the branches, which should have been left behind in a panic by people who came to the medicine garden to cause trouble.
Sima Ming reached out and took it to take a look. It was just ordinary cotton cloth, nothing special about it.
If you were to find this using ordinary fabrics, it would be harder than climbing to the sky.
He put his hands holding the cloth behind his back and prepared to tell Doctor Huai to let him have a good rest first.
"Hey! Why does it smell salty and fishy, like the fish Aunt Wu bought." Juanjuan ran out from behind Siming in disgust.
Siming reacted suddenly, brought the cloth strip to his nose and sniffed it, and a salty and fishy smell filled his nostrils.
Just now he was busy wondering who it could be, but now it seems that the person he is looking for is probably near the dock.
And he must be someone who is exposed to the smell of fish. His Juanjuan really helped him a lot.
Doctor Huai was not in a good mood at the moment. He could only nod his head after hearing what Siming said and wait a few days before coming back to tidy up the medicine garden.
Sima Ming asked the driver to take Doctor Huai and the two children back.
"Achen, can you go back by yourselves? Dad has something to take care of." Siming bent down and looked at the two children.
"Okay, we will go home obediently." Si Jinchen nodded vigorously.
Sima Ming got on another car and let Doctor Huai and the two children sit in one.
Juanjuan sat next to Doctor Huai and saw that he was not in good spirits. “Grandpa Huai, are you in pain? I’ll blow on you and it will go away.”
Doctor Huai forced an ugly smile and said, "Thank you, Juanjuan. Grandpa Huai is fine."
Si Jinchen tilted his head to look at Doctor Huai: "Grandpa Huai, are you worried about the herbs in the medicine field?"
"Yes! Those medicinal herbs took a lot of effort to cultivate. Forget it, why should I talk about this with you two kids?" Doctor Huai smiled and shook his head.
When we got to the pharmacy, he got out of the car first: "Come to Grandpa Huai's house when you have time."
"Okay." The two children waved their hands and said goodbye to him.
"Brother, Grandpa Huai doesn't seem happy." Juanjuan looked at his back, which was a little more hunched than before.
"Because of the medicine garden!" Si Jinchen sighed as he looked at this century-old medicine shop.
Sima Ming appeared at the dock with a group of soldiers.
The dock manager rushed out immediately after receiving the news: "Commander-in-Chief, what brings you here?"
He said, looking at the soldier behind him: "What are you doing?"
Siming looked at him and smiled faintly: "My brother-in-law is away, and this dock has been quite chaotic recently."
The steward looked at the person behind him and smiled at him again: "What are you talking about, Governor? We haven't caused any trouble recently."
"Really?" Siming had a faint smile on his face.
"General, we are all family. If you have something to say, just tell me directly. I really don't know how I offended you." The manager asked carefully.
"Let me ask you, did anyone from your dock leave yesterday morning and come back with their clothes scratched and their shoes muddy?"
The steward hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at the group of people behind him and asked, "Do you know who left yesterday and came back with torn clothes?"
A group of people behind him began to whisper, and soon a man said, "Zhang Dali, I saw him go out yesterday. When he came back, his clothes were torn and his shoes were still covered in mud."
"Where is Zhang Dali?" the manager shouted to the crowd.
"Zhang Dali, why are you running? We're looking for you." A group of people shouted when they saw the person who was just next to them turned around and ran away.
Siming took out his pistol, loaded it, and shot Zhang Dali in the leg.
"Ah!" Zhang Dali fell to the ground, covering his injured leg and wailing.
Siming led the soldiers to him and stepped on his chest: "Why are you running? Isn't it too late to run now after doing something wrong?"
The manager quickly caught up and asked, "General, what on earth is going on?"
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