This is not a funny thing, nor is it the time to laugh.
Fang Yunxiu quickly stopped laughing and raised his hand to pat Yuxiu's arm.
"Don't talk nonsense," she said.
"There's no nonsense." Fang Yuxiu looked at Fang Chengyu, "Chengyu, what do you think?"
Mrs. Fang also looked at Fang Chengyu.
"Is she okay?" she said.
Although it sounded like a question, her tone was also a statement.
Fang Chengyu held the letter with a sad look on his face.
"Mother, sister, you are not worried about her at all." He sighed.
Fang Yuxiu suddenly took a step forward, held her hands and looked at Fang Chengyu nervously.
"How is she now? Is she injured? What should I do? Did anyone over there save her?" she asked exaggeratedly and eagerly.
Fang Yunxiu almost couldn't hold back her laughter.
Fang Chengyu looked at her.
"She's fine," he said, laughing.
Fang Yuxiu spread his hands, and Fang Yunxiu also breathed a sigh of relief.
"What's going on?" she said.
The sound of Fang Chengyu's gentle reading of the letter could be heard in the hall. His voice was ups and downs, and he read the content described in the letter in a fascinating way. The mother and daughter looked nervous and surprised for a while. After reading the letter, there was a silence in the hall.
"I don't know what to say." Fang Yuxiu said, "These bandits are the same. Why bother provoking her? Now it's good that she is entangled."
Fang Yunxiu burst into laughter again.
"It's okay," she said. "Zhen Zhen is a kind-hearted doctor. It is a meritorious deed that she can influence these bandits."
"Influence." Fang Yuxiu said with a smile, "It doesn't sound like what she did."
She didn't influence Lin Jin'er who wanted to harm her. Even Zuo Yanzhi's little tricks and quarrels cost her a hundred taels of silver.
No longer able to understand what this girl was doing, Mrs. Fang stood up.
"It's okay," she said. "Tell her to be careful and not to act recklessly when she goes out."
Fang Chengyu responded, the east was gradually turning white.
When Fang Chengyu returned to the house, he was not sleepy and asked Bai Shao Ophiopogon japonicus to grind the ink to write a letter.
Fang Chengyu picked up his pen and wrote the word Jiuling, but he didn't know what to say and didn't want to stop writing, so he just continued writing Jiuling.
One after another, as the word Jiuling continued to appear on the paper, Fang Chengyu seemed to have found new fun, and he wrote it down in a serious manner, and soon the paper was filled.
The morning light penetrated into the room through the window lattice, the night completely faded, and morning came.
It was already chilly in the mountain village in late autumn. Liu'er rolled around in bed wrapped in a quilt, feeling sleepy as she listened to the footsteps running outside.
"It's so early every day." She muttered, had to get up, put some things in order and walked out. She saw that Lei Zhonglian and other bodyguards were already heading out of the village carrying hoes and sickles.
"You newbies... you better move faster today, so you don't lose to the girls."
A man shouted to them.
"We didn't..." One of the guards couldn't help but want to reply. Several women who were carrying wooden basins for laundry came over jokingly and interrupted him.
"Shang Chunhua, what are you talking about? What happened to us girls?"
"You have the ability to compare with us."
The women shouted in unison.
The man who originally spoke immediately shrank his head, well aware of the truth that good men don't fight with women.
In the early morning, chatter and laughter echoed at the entrance of the village, making the entire mountain village come alive.
What the guard wanted to say was blocked back. After thinking about it, he seemed to have nothing to say. The group of people followed the man to work honestly.
"Actually, I can go to work, if I don't have to get up early." Liu'er said with a smile, "I still have to take care of my young lady."
A child leading a cow passed by and heard the cry.
"Sister Liu'er," he said, pointing to the mountain, "Miss Jun has already gone up the mountain."
The young lady always gets up earlier than she does, so it's okay if others say it. Of course, no one dares to say anything about her, except these ignorant children. Liu'er's face turned red slightly and she snorted again.
"I still have to cook for my young lady," she said.
The child bit his finger and looked at her.
"Don't you have a cook at home?" he said again.
In addition to sending rice, noodles, tea, vegetables and meat, Deshengchang also sent a cook to serve Miss Jun.
Liu'er stared.
"Let your cow dig out the sweet roots and eat them." She shouted angrily, "Don't try to eat my candied fruits again."
Liu'er, who was always able to bring out all kinds of food these days, became very familiar with the children in the village. The children were no longer restrained when facing her, and ran away laughing after hearing her words.
Liu'er looked at the mountain and wondered what the young lady was doing up there again? Could she still be standing in front of that aunt's house?
Miss Jun did not go to her master's wife's house. Ever since she decided to let Lei Zhonglian and the others train with them that day, she has not gone there again.
She still goes up the mountain every day, but only to collect medicine.
She had collected a bamboo basket all morning. Miss Jun saw that it was enough for today, then she wiped her sweat and prepared to go down the mountain. As she walked through the forest, pheasants and rabbits ran by from time to time.
Although she had just arrived not long ago, she was already walking freely on the mountain, avoiding two dark formations, putting away the two rabbits caught in one dark formation, and rearranging the dark formations at the same time.
Just after setting up, she noticed movement behind her. Miss Jun turned around and saw Yang Jing standing behind her carrying a bundle of firewood.
"Uncle Yang, is this for you or for Uncle Xia?" she asked, pointing to the rabbit on the ground with its legs tied with straw.
"Give it to him." Yang Jing said.
The villagers' hunting harvests are all handed over to Xia Yong, and they go to the city regularly to sell them in exchange for rice and then distribute them uniformly.
Miss Jun already knew the rules here, nodded with a smile, and picked up the rabbit.
"Then I'm going down the mountain." She waved her hands and said happily.
Yang Jing looked at the girl's happy and cheerful look.
"Miss Jun." he shouted.
Miss Jun immediately stopped and turned around.
"Uncle Yang, do you have any other instructions?" she asked.
Yang Jing shook his head.
"I dare not tell you." He said, "How many broken ground nets have you repaired?"
Miss Jun smiled and nodded.
"Yeah, I'll fix it when I see it's broken." She said, pointing in several directions, "There's also the stumbling rope at the entrance of the village and the arrow stakes in the river."
Yang Jing's expression was complicated.
"We only know how to use it, but we don't know how to repair it. If it breaks over time, we can only throw it away," he said.
The person is gone. After leaving for such a long time, the person can still hold on and wait, but the things cannot wait. They are broken and abandoned.
Miss Jun looked at him and smiled.
"Don't worry about it in the future." She nodded, "I'm here, I can fix it and I'll fix it."
Yang Jing said nothing and saluted her. Miss Jun waved her hand to him and glanced behind him intentionally or unintentionally before taking a step forward.
Seeing her looking over, Yang Jing urgently wanted to say something, but Miss Jun had already walked away.
People walked briskly on the mountain road, and soft humming echoed in the mountain forest, gradually disappearing.
Yang Jing stood still and did not move.
"Has she really fixed all those?"
A timid female voice came from behind.
"She is so powerful."
Yang Jing turned around and looked at the girl squatting behind the rocks. She was thin and small, and the rocks covered her.
"Yes." Yang Jing said, "She has really cultivated it, she is very powerful."
Niu Niu raised her head, the cloth covered her face, leaving only one pair of eyes exposed, her eyes were filled with surprise, envy and jealousy.
"Is this what my father taught her?" she asked.
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