A loud grunt sounded in the yard in the early morning.
When Lei Zhonglian came in after cleaning up the front hall, he saw Zhu Zan squatting by the tree pit and exaggeratingly brushing his teeth with a willow branch. The willow branches were flying like chewed brooms.
"Is the meal ready?" he asked while squirting water and looking back at the busy figures in the kitchen.
Miss Jun came out with the food and called Chengyu.
Zhu Zan had already wiped his face with water and went to move the table in three or two steps.
"Is this child still sleeping?" He said with a straight face, "It's so outrageous."
"He was too tired last night." Miss Jun said, while putting the food on the table, she raised her head and saw Zhu Zan staring at her with a strange expression.
"What's wrong?" she asked, without subconsciously looking at herself.
She has not been a delicate princess since she was ten years old. She has to take care of herself when sitting, lying down and walking. She walks at night and sleeps in the open, leaves when she wants, falls asleep very skillfully, and it is very easy to organize her appearance no matter what the situation.
She would never be disheveled unless it was intentional.
Zhu Zan rubbed his chin.
"Is your little husband too tired?" he asked, pointing to the room.
Miss Jun nodded.
"Yeah, what's wrong?" she asked.
Zhu Zan touched his chin again.
"Let me ask you another question." He said, looking at Miss Jun, "How do you think you recognized me?"
"I am the daughter of Jun Yingwen, the former magistrate of Funing County. I grew up with my father in Funing. Funing was protected by Duke Cheng, who once visited Funing for inspection. My daughter was lucky enough to see the prince from a distance.
, The prince is handsome, handsome and unforgettable." Miss Jun said softly, looking at Zhu Zan.
Jun Zhenzhen looks pretty and is very cute when she talks softly and softly.
Zhu Zan looked at her seriously.
The sincere gazes between the men and women in the corridor in the morning light made Lei Zhonglian feel so beautiful that she temporarily forgot her embarrassment.
"I understand." Zhu Zan said suddenly, as if he had finally solved a problem that had been bothering him for a long time, "You are not shy."
A woman should be shy when expressing her admiration for a man.
Of course I don't have it, and I can't pretend to do it.
Miss Jun smiled at him and lowered her head, placing the dishes and chopsticks.
"Neither can she." Zhu Zan suddenly said to himself again.
Miss Jun's hand stopped for a moment.
"Who?" she looked up and asked.
Zhu Zan bared his teeth and smiled at her.
"My wife." He said.
Wife.
Is he married?
Probably, she couldn't remember, because she was never at home, and then her father and mother came back and their status changed and they got married. She couldn't take care of her own affairs, and she didn't pay attention to other people's affairs.
Zhu Zan is about the same age as the emperor's twelfth uncle, that is, he is three or four years older than himself. He is now twenty-one or twelve years old. He has already gotten married at this age, and his children are probably all over the place.
Miss Jun smiled.
"Please, can you be more serious when you say you admire me?" Zhu Zan said, reaching out and knocking on the table, "Don't you feel heartbroken when you hear that the person you admire gets married?"
"I don't admire you." Miss Jun raised her head and said.
Zhu Zan stretched out his hand and pointed at her.
"Now, don't lie and deny your true feelings." He said, "If you don't admire me, what will you do if you don't forget me?"
"I don't necessarily have to admire you if I can't forget you." Miss Jun said puzzledly, "I can't forget my admiration for the young master's talent."
Zhu Zan blinked and looked at her with a dazed expression.
"Yes, it can be like this." He said.
"I will never forget Duke Cheng Guo." Miss Jun said, "Young Master will never think that I also..."
Zhu Zan raised his hand.
"Stop." He said, with a bit of chill in his expression, "It sounds awkward no matter what."
Miss Jun smiled again, and footsteps came from the door.
"Jiu Ling." Fang Chengyu shouted, walking slowly step by step.
Miss Jun hurriedly stepped forward to take his hand.
Zhu Zan breathed out.
"This reassures me that you don't have any wrong thoughts about me." He smiled, "This way I will feel much more comfortable with you."
Lei Zhonglian sighed, how long will he have to pester them? These days are simply too difficult.
After dinner and simple cleaning, Jiulingtang opened its doors as usual.
Zhu Zan was startled when he saw the crowd waiting outside the door.
"Why are there so many people? Are they here to cause trouble?" he said, "Are you trustworthy at such a young age?"
Before he finished speaking, the people's reactions had already told him.
"Miss Jun."
"Miss Jiuling."
Everyone greeted each other warmly, and the person who was automatically first in line also sat down in front of the consultation table, while the others sat down on the benches in the hall in order and waited.
"Miss Jiuling, can I get some medicine?" Occasionally there are old women or old men asking respectfully.
Lei Zhonglian will lead them.
"Come this way," he said.
The clerk at the medicine cabinet grabbed the medicine, and Lei Zhonglian helped pack the medicine.
Fang Chengyu was sitting behind Miss Jun, where there was a table and stacks of books, account books, pens, ink, paper and inkstones. He would either lower his head to read and look through the account books, or see Miss Jun for diagnosis.
There are people coming and going in the hall constantly. Unlike other medical clinics, which are gloomy and gloomy, everyone who comes in here is excited, happy, and relaxed.
Zhu Zan even saw a few old women who were obviously shopping for food come in to rest. The ducks and chickens in the baskets ran out. They were chatting and laughing in low voices while catching the chickens and ducks.
"What are you doing? Is this a medical center?" he said with a stunned look on his face.
"Brother, you look like an outsider at first sight." An old woman waiting in line to get medicine heard this and said.
"Is it that obvious?" Zhu Zan raised his eyebrows and asked.
"This Jiulingtang has always been like this. It was always like this when Miss Jun's grandfather was here. Neighbors and residents all liked to come here to sit and sit." The old woman looked nostalgic and said happily, "The old doctor is no longer here.
I thought Jiulingtang was no longer here, but it’s fine now, Miss Jun is back, and Jiulingtang is open again.”
Zhu Zan raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
But after watching it for a while, he sighed again and discovered a big problem.
"Wait a minute." He stepped forward and grabbed Lei Zhonglian, his face solemn, "You forgot to collect the money."
Lei Zhonglian looked at him.
"We won't charge any money this month," he said.
"What do you mean by not charging money?" Zhu Zan asked.
Lei Zhonglian looked at Miss Jun and Fang Chengyu.
"The young master and the young mistress said that Jiulingtang has reopened in order to repay the fellow villagers with free medical expenses for the first month." He said.
"I'll go." Zhu Zan said, turning to look at the two people here.
Noticing his gaze, Fang Chengyu looked over and smiled at him.
"You're still smiling, you're smiling." He gritted his teeth and walked over quickly, "Hey, do you know what you are doing?"
"I know." Fang Chengyu replied seriously.
Miss Jun ignored it and was writing a prescription for the patient in front of her.
"This can only be grown slowly. Let's eat it with ginseng for a month first," she said.
Ginseng!
One month!
Zhu Zan reached over her shoulder and pinched the holder of her pen.
"Eat it for food?" he said.
The old man who consulted was also excited and frightened.
"This is too expensive, this is too expensive, I can't afford it," he said tremblingly.
"I'll treat you to some food," Miss Jun said.
The old man wiped away tears.
"I know it was the lady who invited me to eat, but I can't eat it for a while. I'm not a rich man, but I have the disease of wealth, so forget it." He choked and said.
Miss Jun smiled.
"You don't need to take it forever, it will be cured within a month." She said, "I said the medicine will cure the disease, I didn't lie to you."
As she spoke, she drew the pen hard, and Zhu Zan held it tightly.
"Don't delay my medical treatment, okay?" she said helplessly.
"Are you here to see a doctor?" Zhu Zan whispered, "You are wasting your time."
Miss Jun raised her elbow and hit him in the stomach.
Zhu Zan didn't expect that she would take action, so he backed away and let go.
Miss Jun carefully wrote the prescription with her good pen.
Zhu Zan frowned and wanted to speak, but someone stabbed him behind his back with a pen.
"What are you doing?" He turned around and said, looking at Fang Chengyu, "Don't touch me." (To be continued)