The Identity of the Real Rich Man Can’t Be Hidden

   Chapter 234 What a big gust of wind

Yan Qingqiu was still sitting in the house eating energetically, thinking that next time I would let An Yan buy some back, the taste was really good, but at the same time I thought it was not enough, so I was going to give Hua Ye's idea, and I would tell them something in a while. The truth is that older people are not suitable for eating too many cakes, so let him do it for him.

  Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching.

  Yan Qingqiu raised her eyes to look at the door. It was Li Rongsen who came over and he said, "You came early today."

   "Where's 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, and said, "This is for you, An Yan bought it."

   "Did she put things down and leave?"

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

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

   "She hasn't had dinner at home for two days, and she doesn't know what she's doing. When she comes back, she often brings mud with her, as if she was working in the fields." Yan Qingqiu told him what she was thinking.

   Li Rongsen's brows were even tighter, and he said, "Don't ask her what she's up to."

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

   Li Rongsen was speechless when he asked him, and he couldn't even find an excuse to explain his negligence these days.

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

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

   "Where are you going, you are going out after dinner." Yan Qingqiu thought he was a little strange.

   "Don't eat." Li Rongsen left the yard as he spoke. He met Master Hua outside, and he quickly said, "Wait a minute, boy."

   Li Rongsen was puzzled and asked, "What's the matter, do you have something to tell me?"

"My apprentice asked me to hand over two bottles of medicine to you, saying it was for your grandfather's leg." While saying that, Master Hua handed over the two bottles of medicine in his hand to Li Rongsen, and said, "It's ready, don't throw it away. already."

  Li Rongsen nodded, he walked out of the hospital to pick up the car, thinking that An Yan would be so busy, he didn't even have time to deliver two bottles of medicine, and he didn't go to Myriad Herbs Hall for a few days.

  Nissen says her office is getting dusty.

  He thought about it, and was about to go to Bai Shichen's house. He felt that maybe someone was there, but he couldn't think of a reason, so he went back to look for Yan Qingqiu and asked him, "How is your injury now, can you go out for a walk?"

   "Okay, it's alright, what do you mean?"

   "I'll take you out for a big dinner, will you go?"

   "Go, it's a fool who doesn't go." Yan Qingqiu was very happy, and hurriedly followed Li Rongsen out.

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

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

   "An Yan, you are really amazing, you can still do carpentry, what else is there that you can't." Bai Shichen marveled when he saw that a table was about to be completed.

   "It's not that difficult, the design drawings that Wen Jiaer gave are very detailed." An Yan replied lightly, but she actually didn't need to look at the drawing to make the exact same thing.

   In that lifetime, she lived in that peach forest until she died, and everything was in sight.

"This kid is really interesting. Even the location of the tree needs to be very precise, as if it was deliberately arranged." Bai Shichen chuckled, he was planting a tree at the moment, and when he saw the last one, he stood up and said, "I Time to cook."

   "I'll do it."

The person who said this was Wen Jiaer. He had already come from outside, carrying a lot of things in his hands, and said, "I've come back from shopping, and I'm going to put it in the house to arrange it. I'll cook first." Closing words put things down.

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

   heard Bai Shichen say, "He doesn't know how to cook, so I'll stop him immediately, so that you won't eat well again." He also left.

  An Yan mentioned what Wen Jiaer bought and went into the house. All he bought were decorative utensils, including teapots, cups, vases and dishes. It's all old, familiar stuff.

   It's also amazing to find these things, although slightly different, but it's almost the same.

Among them was a white and clean bottle. An Yan took it out and put it on the table, and then went out and broke an unopened peach branch and inserted it into the bottle. She used to do this in her life. It was the only glory in her life, but now it is not a peach. tree blooming season.

"The crape myrtle is blooming well now." Wen Jiaer said as he walked in, he took off the peach branch from the bottle, inserted the crape myrtle flower in his hand into the bottle, and said, "The pink color is also very similar to the peach blossom. "

   "I didn't expect you to like old-fashioned things so much." An Yan said and went to the window.

   "I often dream like this in my dreams, it seems to be my home." Wen Jiaer said with a smile, coughing again.

  An Yan said to him, "You need to be cured of this disease."

   "You seem to want me to heal," Wingar asked her.

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

"Thank you for your help during this time, and I also made a lot of furniture for me. It was originally a man's job, but you, a little woman, did it all. I don't know how to thank you, look at this you Do you like it?" Wengar 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, and naturally you are also my friend. You don't have to be polite to me."

   "I haven't seen Rong Sen for a long time recently. I don't know what he's up to."

   "It should be busy with work." An Yan replied to him.

Wen Jiaer handed her the box again, and had already opened it for her, saying, "This is just a hairpin, it's not worth much, and I see you always pulling out your hair when you're doing things these days, it should be useful to you. "

   "Thanks a lot, I won't take anything, you can keep it."

   "Why, don't you like it?" Wen Jiaer was a little surprised, and then explained to her, "No other meaning, I just think you need it."

   "I have this." An Yan took out an ordinary black hair clip while speaking, clipped it to her hair, and said, "Thank you for your kindness, I'll do it like this."

This is the first time that Wen Jiaer has given something to someone, and for a while he feels that it will not end well, not to mention that he really wants to thank her, and inevitably he has an obsession, saying: "Since this is the case, I shouldn't accept this thing from you, this I'll pay you back the throat medicine."

An Yan frowned, staring at the blue bottle he handed over and worried. She carefully prepared it for him, and it could temporarily relieve his condition. The one that was finally sent out could not be taken back, so she had to take his hairpin. , said: "Okay, this is even an even."

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

   "Twice a day, how do you feel after eating?"

   "It's much better, the number of coughs is significantly less, and the throat is not so dry and sore."

   "Eat on time." An Yan nodded.

  Abruptly, there was a sound of "呯".

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

The door was pushed out of control by Li Rongsen. He originally thought that he didn't use much effort. Who would have guessed that the door would fall to the ground without being pushed, but Yan Qingqiu said, "The wind is strong, blow it open. Open this door, fragile door."

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

  Yan Qingqiu coughed, of course he wanted to help his own people, and said, "A gust of wind will pass, it's coming hard, and it's going in a hurry."

   (end of this chapter)