Chapter 25: Only discussing relatives and alienation

Hearing Sisi say this, Dong'er and her husband were both happy. Thinking of the difficulties suffered by their family over the past year due to this disease, Dong'er couldn't help but pick up the corners of her sleeves and carefully wiped the corners of her eyes.

Fan Xian asked Dong'er to prepare her pen and ink. After thinking for a while, she wrote a prescription and looked at it twice. After confirming that there was no problem, she blew it dry and handed it to her with her mouth, and told her to prepare medicine on time and not to be stingy with the money.

Dong'er responded with a smile.

Fan Xian looked at her expression and knew that this sister might not necessarily listen to her. She couldn't help but get angry again and said, "How can you make me suffer?"

Dong'er just smiled gratefully, but she didn't answer this sentence. Fan Xian was so angry that it was hot today. Fan Xian was only wearing a single dress and was in Danzhou again. He was not worried, so he didn't carry a medicine box on his body. He said to Sisi: "When you go back tonight, remember to remind me to pick up a few pills."

He turned to Dong'er's husband and said gently: "Maixiner, you have to take this medicine frequently, but it is probably not enough for Danzhou. When I return to Kyoto in a few days, your family will follow me. After all, you are the head of the family. I have to ask you what you mean first and see if there is anything you can't let go of Danzhou."

Mai Xin'er opened her mouth wide and couldn't speak for a long time. He knew what the young master said. His family followed the young master to Kyoto, and there would be hard life. But... he coughed twice and turned his gaze to Dong'er.

Sisi looked at her coldly, and couldn't help but smile slightly. Her young master had this kind of temperament. When she met a close girl, she couldn't be tough, and she couldn't force Sister Dong'er to do so. She had to start with Brother Mai.

Dong'er didn't know what Fan Xian meant, so she sighed and said, "Young Master prescribed a prescription, it must be good... Dong'er promised you that you will never borrow expensive profits again. Over the years, you have sent more than 100 taels of silver to your family, and I promised you to use them all... In this Danzhou City, more than 100 taels of silver can live well for the rest of your life, so don't worry."

Sisi looked at Fan Xian's face and encouraged her, "That pill is not worthy even if you have money. Even if the young master is looking for a medicinal shop in Kyoto, do you still have time to send it back to you all the way?"

Dong'er glanced at her in embarrassment and said, "What pills need to put in such a lot of effort?"

Fan Xian shook his head aside and said with a smile: "Do you still remember the ugly teacher in the mansion back then?"

When Dong'er heard this, she immediately thought of a messy hair and her eyes that were shining green like a hungry wolf. She subconsciously slammed a cicada. She covered her mouth and said disgustingly: "What did Mr. Tifei do? We were afraid of looking at him back then."

"This medicine is given by Mr. Fei." Fan Xian laughed and said, "Although he was born a little ugly, do you know that he is the famous Lord Fei Jiefei in the Daqing Dynasty."

Dong'er was shocked. She didn't know until today that the teacher who looked like a traitor had such a big identity. But when she thought of the young master's life experience, she was more acceptable.

Fan Xian turned around and smiled at Dong'er's husband and said, "Prepare for the matter with me in Beijing."

Mr. Dong'er is loyal and honest, but he doesn't have much opinion. Hearing Fan Xian's decisive words, he subconsciously nodded.

Piansheng Dong'er snorted coldly and glared at him. Mai Xin'er quickly stopped talking.

Looking at this scene, Fan Xian couldn't help laughing. It seemed that Dong'er was the real person who spoke powerfully in this family.

"I'm so sick, why are you worried?" Dong'er shouted at her man's anger. She got up and pulled Fan Xian and Sisi out of the bedroom, and sat down in the middle hall.

After drinking two dishes of tea and saying a little gossip, however, no matter how strict Fan Xian was, Dong'er was just silent about his proposal to go to Kyoto and refused to respond.

Fan Xian looked at the woman's face and couldn't help but sigh. He thought that such a gentle sister also had such a stubborn side.

A few coughs came from the bedroom, and Fan Xian listened. He lowered his voice a little, and said softly: "Sister Dong'er, before you got married, I took you to secretly see Brother Mai. It was because you looked at me that I ignored this matter... I also asked clearly back then that Brother Mai'er had both died since childhood and was loyal and honest. He had no trouble with relatives in Danzhou City. I believe that he would be good to you after marriage, so I would be relieved."

This is the truth. When Sister Dong'er got married, Fan Xian was only eleven years old, but he had been observing secretly for a long time before he could feel at ease to give his eldest maid to the Mai family.

Dong'er rubbed her red hands nervously and said shyly: "He is also good to me now... How bad can the person you like, Young Master?"

"Since you don't have any relatives in Danzhou, why don't you follow me to Kyoto? I made a mistake back then." Fan Xian recalled: "If you leave you outside, you may not be as peaceful as this day?"

Before Dong'er could speak, he continued, "Don't worry that I will support you in Kyoto. You can continue to open your tofu shop, but we can take care of each other."

Fan Xian didn't need Dong'er to take care of anything? This is clearly and ruthless.

Sisi also advised from the side: "Yes, Sister Dong'er, do you know that after the young master went to Kyoto, his first business was to build a tofu shop. Now the royal palace in Kyoto eats our tofu."

Fan Xian's brows moved and a bitter smile began to smile, thinking to himself why what this girl said sounded so awkward.

Sisi continued with a smile: "If you go, wouldn't this tofu be sold better?"

Dong'er hesitated for a moment and said, "Young master means that Dong'er actually understands it in her heart and is grateful, but... Dong'er really doesn't want to go to Kyoto."

"Why?" Fan Xian asked with a frown.

Dong'er thought about it, and a very gentle smile suddenly flashed across her face, and she said slowly: "I have lived in Danzhou for a long time. Who would want to leave Jingbei Township? Besides, although Kyoto is good, the place is too big, and I am afraid that I will panic... Besides, I don't want to bother the young master to take care of myself."

"There is no devil in Kyoto. What's the point of being nervous about?" Sisi murmured from the side.

Dong'er covered her mouth and smiled, "Who is like you, she has been bold since she was a child."

As he was talking, a childish voice suddenly came from outside the yard. Dong'er's expression suddenly became more gentle. She got up and walked to the door and looked out.

At this time, the sun had risen to the middle of the sky, and the blazing sunlight shot down the edge of the eaves, landing on the woman's still beautiful face. The light suddenly became gentle, and the woman's expression seemed so quiet and satisfied.

The little girl who was playing outside is back.

Dong'er led her daughter into the house, pointed to Fan Xian who was sitting in the middle and said, "Call me, Master."

Fan Xian looked at the little girl holding in Sister Dong'er's hand, and a sincere smile appeared on his face. After a while, he had not seen each other for more than two years, the girl's eyebrows and eyes had already spread out. The beauty of her mother began to catch her eyes, and the childishness between her eyebrows was even more pitiful. Especially the pair of eyes that were spinning and extremely lively, she was looking at herself curiously.

"I'm still called my uncle." Fan Xian reached out and hugged the little girl in his arms. He looked at her nervous and uneasy. He smiled and said, "I haven't seen each other for a few years, why don't I know my uncle?"

The little girl raised her face, looked at Fan Xian's beautiful face, turned her head and thought for a while. Suddenly she started to laugh and said, "Uncle, where did you go to play?"

Just as Fan Xian was hugged by Dong'er, Fan Xian often lingers on the tofu shop when he was a teenager. He hugged the child countless times. He also spoiled and loved him, and often bought some small things for this girl. Therefore, the little girl's family was particularly impressed by this "little uncle". Although she was still young, she remembered it clearly.

"Are you nine years old?" Fan Xian looked at the face of the little girl in his arms and asked Sister Dong'er.

Dong'er smiled gently and said, "Young Master is so kind to remember. You will be ten years old in a few months."

Fan Xian looked at the big cloth pocket on the ground of the girl, raised her over her head and weighed it, and said with satisfaction: "I am not weak, but every girl is a family. Don't go crazy outside all day long. At such a young age, Dong'er, don't let her do things. It's hard for our girl."

Dong'er smiled and said, "Where can you let her do things? This is coming back from school."

Fan Xian looked at her curiously in a blink of an eye and put the little girl down.

The little girl obediently saw Sisi again. Only then did Sisi pull her face with heartache, take out the gift that Fan Xian had prepared long ago, and stuffed it into her hand.

The little girl looked at her mother and happily continued the gift after she got permission. While rubbing her slightly painful face, she said to her mother: "Mom, I'm going to make medicine for my father."

Dong'er glanced at her pitifully and nodded.

The little girl jumped and happily entered the inner room with the gift.

Looking at this scene and adding the previous sentence, Fan Xian suddenly looked at Sister Dong'er's sister a little differently. It is not easy to teach such a sensible child - although there are many noble ladies in Qingguo who would go to the clan school to study when they were young, and there was even a special private school for women in Kyoto, among the people, the status of girls is still very low. As for studying in school, they have never heard of them.

Sister Dong'er was able to let her daughter study, and her courage was beyond the ordinary women's comparison.

Fan Xian looked at her and Zan Xi said, "You have done a good job, this child must continue to read."

Dong'er smiled gently, thought for a while and said, "It's just that she's a girl after all. Although she knows how to recognize more words, it's always good to be clear about her, but she doesn't know what to do in the future."

"What should I do?" Fan Xian laughed and said, "With me, my uncle here, there, all over the world, she can do whatever she wants!"

This was a promise. Dong'er was overjoyed, but knew that the young master didn't like to salute him, so she just looked at him gratefully.

Fan Xian continued to say seriously: "Don't mess with the marriage. Even if you want to marry, I have to know first."

Dong'er nodded with satisfaction and smiled.

As he talked, it was time for lunch. Dong'er was embarrassed and said, "Young Master, please sit down, I'll prepare." Fan Xian knew that if he had dinner at her house, he would have been very disturbing again, and he might have to borrow some ingredients from his neighbors. He quickly stopped him, "Of course, you have to eat at your house, but don't be so troublesome... Just eat the tofu rice you used to make in the past."

Dong'er suddenly yelled, holding her forehead and said annoyedly, "I haven't even had some juice yet, so I'm afraid I can't eat it when I put it in the shop."

Fan Xian smiled and said, "You forgot that I came here with two boxes?"

After some busyness, Dong'er's husband was also helped by the little girl to walk out of the bedroom. Although Fan Xian had not used the medicine for the ground, when he was diagnosed and treated, Fan Xian had already passed a natural qi of heaven and one ray of natural true energy in, so Mai Miaoer's spirit seemed much better at this time.

The room was surrounded by the kang and had a lively meal of tofu bibimbap.

Dong'er's family of three was a little sad and uncomfortable, but Fan Xian was very happy to eat. He looked at Sister Dong'er's kind mother-like appearance in the chairmen of the door of Sister Dong'er, and he knew that Sister Dong'er's life would still be happy after all, and he might not have to follow him to Kyoto.

"Uncle, is Kyoto fun?" The little girl stared at her big eyes and held the big rice bowl. While digging the soft tofu bibimbap with long chopsticks, she asked curiously.

"Kyoto is not fun." Fan Xian put down the bowl and looked at the little girl and said seriously: "It's not fun... But if you don't go and play, how can you know? Do you want to see your uncle in the future?"

"You want!" the little girl said happily.

Back at the Earl's Mansion, he talked about today's events with Wan'er. As Wan'er listened to Fan Xian's narrative, her eyes turned red. After listening to Dong'er insisting on not going to Kyoto, she felt even more respect in her heart.

After leaving the door, Fan Xian stretched, rubbed his abdomen, and gently patted his palms.

A shadow slowly emerged from the sunlight beside the corridor column.

Now the tiger guards know Fan Xian's temper and their strength, so they no longer follow closely as before. Only this shadow has become a maggot with bones attached to Fan Xian after driving the ninth-grade swordsmen in Dongyi City back.

Fan Xian looked at him and said, "Are you annoying to follow me like this every day?"

Shadow thought about it carefully for a while and said, "It's really annoying."

Fan Xian smiled and said, "Are you not annoyed to follow the lame?"

Shadow replied directly: "There are beautiful women around the cripple."

Fan Xian was furious and shook his head helplessly: "You have seen it during the day, how do you treat Mai Xiner's disease?"

"Since there was no sign before, he was in good health and should not have such a serious illness." Shadow whispered: "It should be caused by an external injury and then he was infected."

Fan Xian nodded silently. This judgment was very close to the situation found in the clinic he personally found. After a while, he said calmly: "It's not convenient for me to ask them in person. Dong'er's temper is round on the outside and square on the inside. I'm afraid she won't say it. The person in Danzhou City who dares not give me face... does not exist yet, so this matter is probably a misunderstanding. You can check it out and teach the other party a lesson."

"Don't kill anyone." Fan Xian set the boundary and said calmly: "It's just kicking the ground with your feet, and you kick it with your feet, so that the person can't get up in bed for three years."

Shadow turned his head and looked at him for a while, and said, "You ask me to kick someone?"

His tone was a bit strange. Indeed, this was the leader of the Assassin Gang of the Supervision Institute. The most powerful assassin in the world. Fan Xian ordered him to kick people because of a small mess in a remote small state?

"You are the best in the world in the ability to kill people." Fan Xian smiled gently and patted his shoulder, "I guess the ability to kick people will not be bad, thank you for your hard work."

The shadow had nothing to say and fell into darkness again.

When I came to my grandmother's bedroom, I saluted and greeted her according to the rules of the past years, and then I told her about the matter of going to Dong'er's land today. Fan Xian knew that there was nothing I could hide from my grandmother on the ground in Danzhou, so I felt a little uncomfortable. My grandmother should have known her mind, how could she bear to let her maid be so pickled in the city, and even her husband was bullied and lay on the bed.
To be continued...