Balian glanced at the young scholar and said, "Ginseng is useless without nourishing the body, but you can buy some warm tonic food and use it to make porridge and soup. This will be beneficial to the recovery of little girl Ji San."
Ji Ting thanked Bai Lian profusely and kept mumbling: "As long as my sister can recover, it doesn't matter if my bones are broken. I will borrow money right now."
Bai Lian said: "Well, everyone seems to be keeping up with the New Year tonight, and the drug store hasn't closed yet, so you can go first."
Ji Ting was stunned for a moment, then he bowed in salute and left the house to borrow money.
Ji Ying wiped her tears and twisted the quilt for Yaomei, fearing that she would catch the cold.
Seeing that the little girl's breathing was no longer intermittent and had finally returned to a calm state, and her face had gained a bit of fresh blood, the big stone that was weighing on her heart finally fell away.
"Young master, I have been so kind to you today. Ji Ying will never be able to repay you even if I have to work hard for you in this lifetime." She said with a choked voice and said with emotion: "I never thought that there are still people in this city who care about our life and death.
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Hearing the sadness in her voice, Balian did not comfort her.
Everyone has their own choice.
Yearning and longing for the paradise on earth, leading to despair and sadness.
All because of your own choice.
Balian will not ask about other people's family affairs and past events one by one.
He took the pen and paper from the case, scrawled down lines of small words, dried them and folded them, and took out some silver coins from his wallet.
He handed it to her and told her: "There are some warming and tonic herbs written on the paper that I want to buy. Keep the money and try not to let it go through your brother's hands. Go and buy the herbs yourself for your sister to eat."
Ji Ying was stunned and didn't answer, looking at Balian with a complicated expression.
Balian shook his head and said: "If you want to protect your sister, you should be careful."
Ji Ying slowly lowered her head, her face a little sad, but she still took the paper and silver and couldn't help but ask: "Master, do you think my brother can't be trusted?"
Balian said: "I'm just an outsider, so I don't believe anything. It's just that your brother has cleaner fingers than you, so you still have to worry about buying medicine yourself."
Ji Ying couldn't understand what he was referring to and hurriedly explained: "That's not the case. My brother is a scholar. He finally got into Jinhua Academy a few days ago. He will be a promising person in the future. His hands are
Of course, we cannot let my brother do groceries such as writing, cooking noodles, and doing business."
Balian smiled and did not argue with her anymore. He just said: "Whatever the girl thinks in her heart, then do it. It is already getting late, so I will leave first."
Ji Ying involuntarily clenched the money in her hands, and finally carefully hid it in her sleeves. She hurriedly said: "It's cold and late at night, if the young master doesn't mind, can you stay and let the little girl cook a bowl of hot noodle soup for the young master?"
Balian said: "Then I'll have to trouble you to make two bowls of noodle soup. I need to pack it up and take it away."
Ji Ying's heart warmed, knowing that he didn't really want to eat noodles, but he just didn't want her to think that tonight was her unilateral acceptance of favors and assistance.
Although this young man was gentle and handsome, there was a hint of alienation hidden in it, as if it was difficult to really get close to his heart, but Ji Ying felt that he was really a considerate and good man.
Carrying two bowls of hot noodle soup wrapped in thick oil paper, Bai Lian, Lin Yuan, and Gui Yuan walked together on the snowy road back.
Lin Yuan was very curious and asked: "Why don't you just give the money to the scholar directly?"
The snow is getting thicker, but it is still difficult to cover up the beautiful moonlight in the city that never sleeps.
Balian seemed to be thinking about something intently, and the outline of his cheek was gently illuminated by the moonlight, making him look very gentle.
He said: "If he is a brother who cares for his sister, even if he can't carry it on his shoulders or lift it with his hands, he will definitely not let her open the door to do business on New Year's Eve.
The wind and snow were very cold tonight, and the girl was dripping with sadness and was on the verge of collapse, but he was reading comfortably in the warm and wind-shielded back room.
Sister Lin Yuan, have you noticed that the girl on the bed has very chapped lips. Even though she can't eat, it's not difficult to drink some water. It can be seen that Ji Ting doesn't care much about his two sisters.
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He just asked to borrow money to buy ginseng medicinal materials, but because of my kind act of sending my soul to save his sister, he thought that I was a nosy good person who always helped others to the end.
Now that I, a good person, have heard that he is going to borrow money to buy medicine, in his eyes, a chivalrous man like me, who is old-fashioned and warm-hearted, will naturally not sit idly by and be generous again."
Having said this, Balian chuckled twice, then gave a rare joke, touched his belly, and said: "It's a pity, it's cold here, where do you get so much passion and passion?"
Seeing him like this, Lin Yuan couldn't help but feel pensive, and asked: "Then why don't you mention Ji's sister? What would happen if the money you gave her was deceived by that young man using different tricks?"
Balian said: "It's useless to say more. It's her who lives under the same roof as the young scholar. She knows better than us what kind of person her brother is. She just explained to her brother that it's because he is hers."
Brother, now she wants to save her sister, she knows what to do without me saying anything."
Lin Yuan looked at him and sighed: "Sometimes I really wonder if you have eight holes in your heart."
Bai Lian said: "Relive a new life without remembering the past. You should live a little more clearly in this life."
Lin Yuan was about to speak but stopped.
Balian noticed it and couldn't help but asked: "Sister Lin Yuan, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."
Lin Yuan paused, looked into his eyes and said, "For some reason, Si Chen, you give people the impression that you live very cautiously."
Balian: "..."
After a moment of silence, he asked softly: "Is there any?"
Lin Yuan nodded and said: "You seem to be in awe of something deep in your heart. This awe is engraved in your bones. Even if you lose your memory, you instinctively live an extremely serious and cautious life, as if you are secretly afraid of something.
Afraid, afraid that I will make deviations and mistakes."
She couldn't describe how she felt, this serious attitude towards life.
Being cautious and observing every detail in every step should not be a bad thing.
However, the person beside her now is not an old man who has seen all the vicissitudes of the world, but a young man in bright clothes.
This kind of cautious and conscientious way of living is certainly awe-inspiring, but it also makes people feel distressed.
Lin Yuan didn't know what he had experienced during his lifetime and what kind of family environment he lived in, which made him so calm that he was almost perfect.
Without the impulse and passion of youth, it seems that the edges and edges that should have been worn away in this age have been worn away.
Born in this earthly world, I am very different from others. I cannot enjoy the tastes of the world, and cannot touch the beautiful sunshine. When I wake up, who knows that moment of panic and helplessness.
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