Jun Jiuling

There was a loud grunt in the yard early in the morning.

Lei Zhonglian came in after tidying up the front hall, and saw Zhu Zan squatting by the tree pit exaggeratingly brushing his teeth with willow branches, and the willow branches were flying like chewed brooms.

"Is the meal ready?" He asked while spraying water, and looked back at the busy figure in the kitchen.

Miss Jun came out with the food and called Chengyu.

Zhu Zan had already wiped his face with clean water and went to move the table in three steps.

"This child, is he still sleeping?" He said with a straight face, "It's too shameful."

"He was too tired last night." Miss Jun said, while putting the food on the table, she looked up and saw Zhu Zan staring at her with a strange expression.

"What's the matter?" she asked, without looking at herself subconsciously.

She has not been a delicate princess since she was ten years old. She has to take care of herself when she is sitting, sleeping and walking.

She will never be disheveled, unless it is on purpose.

Zhu Zan rubbed his chin.

"Is your little husband too tired?" He pointed to the room and asked.

Miss Jun nodded.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" she asked.

Zhu Zan touched his chin again.

"Let me ask in other words." 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. Most of Funing was protected by Duke Cheng. Duke Cheng once visited Funing. My daughter was lucky enough to see the eldest son from a distance. , the son of the world is handsome and handsome, unforgettable." Miss Jun said softly, looking at Zhu Zan.

Jun Zhenzhen has a delicate appearance, and she is very cute when she speaks softly and softly.

Zhu Zan looked at her seriously.

In the morning light, the men and women looking at each other sincerely made Lei Zhonglian feel so beautiful that he forgot the embarrassment for a while.

"I understand." Zhu Zan said suddenly, as if he had finally solved a problem that had troubled him for a long time, "You won't be shy."

A woman should be shy when expressing her admiration for a man.

And of course I didn't, and I couldn't pretend.

Miss Jun smiled at him and lowered her head to set the dishes.

"She won't either." Zhu Zan suddenly said to himself again.

Miss Jun's hand stopped.

"Who?" she asked looking up.

Zhu Zan grinned at her.

"My wife," he said.

Daughter-in-law.

Is he married?

Probably, she can't remember, because she was not at home all the time, and later her parents and status changed and she got married. She couldn't take care of her own affairs, let alone pay attention to other people's affairs.

Zhu Zan's age is about the same as Huang Twelfth Uncle's, that is, three or four years older than himself, and he is now twenty-one or two years old. He has already married at this age, and the children are probably running around.

Miss Jun smiled.

"Please tell me to be serious about admiring me, can you?" Zhu Zan said, reaching out and knocking on the table, "Wouldn't it be heartbreaking to hear that the person you admire is getting married?"

"I don't admire you." Miss Jun raised her head and said.

Zhu Zan pointed at her.

"Hey, don't lie and deny your true heart." He said, "If you don't admire me, don't you forget what I do?"

"I can't forget that you don't necessarily have to admire you." Miss Jun said puzzledly, "My admiration for your son's talent is also unforgettable."

Zhu Zan blinked and looked at her with a dazed expression.

"Yeah, that's okay too," he said.

"I will never forget Duke Cheng." Miss Jun said, "Young Master will never think that I also..."

Zhu Zan raised his hand.

"Stop." He said, with a chilly look on his face, "It sounds awkward no matter what."

Miss Jun laughed again, and footsteps came from inside the door.

"Jiu Ling." Fang Chengyu shouted, walking slowly step by step.

Miss Jun hurried forward to take his hand.

Zhu Zan let out a breath.

"I'm relieved now, you don't think too much about me." He smiled, "I'll be more comfortable with you in this way."

Lei Zhonglian sighed, how long will he be pestering them, this day is simply too difficult.

After eating and cleaning up, Jiu Ling Tang opened the door just like in the past.

Seeing the crowd waiting outside the door, Zhu Zan was startled.

"Why are there so many people? Are they here to smash the field?" He said, "Are you reliable at such a young age?"

He had already been told by the reaction of the people before he finished speaking.

"Miss Jun."

"Miss Jiuling."

Everyone greeted enthusiastically, and the person who was automatically ranked first 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, old women or old men would ask respectfully.

Lei Zhonglian will lead them.

"This way," he said.

The clerk on the medicine cabinet grabbed the medicine, and Lei Zhonglian helped pack the medicine.

Fang Chengyu sat behind Miss Jun, where there was a few cases, piles of books and books, pens, ink, paper and inkstones. He either looked down at the books and looked through the books, or he went to see Miss Jun for diagnosis.

There are people coming and going in the hall, unlike other medical halls where the gloomy clouds are gloomy, everyone who comes in here is excited and happy, and relaxed and casual.

Zhu Zan even saw a few old women who were obviously shopping for vegetables come in to rest their feet, and all the ducks and chickens in the baskets ran out. They talked and laughed in a low voice while catching the chickens and ducks.

"What are you doing, is this a medical center?" He said with a look of astonishment.

"Brother, you look like a foreigner." An old woman who was waiting in line to get the medicine said.

"Is it that obvious?" Zhu Zan asked with raised eyebrows.

"This Jiulingtang has always been like this. It was always like this when Miss Jun's grandfather was here. The neighbors liked to come here to sit." I thought Jiulingtang was gone, but now it's all right, 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 groaned again, and found a big problem.

"Wait." He stepped forward and grabbed Lei Zhonglian with a serious face, "You forgot to collect the money."

Lei Zhonglian looked at him.

"We don't charge for this month," he said.

"What do you mean by not charging?" Zhu Zan asked.

Lei Zhonglian looked at Miss Jun and Fang Chengyu.

"Young Master and Young Mistress said that Jiu Ling Tang reopened, in order to repay the parents and villagers for free for the first month of medical expenses." He said.

"I'll go." Zhu Zan said, turning his head to look at the two of them.

Sensing his gaze, Fang Chengyu looked over and smiled at him.

"You still laugh, you can laugh." 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 raised slowly, let's eat ginseng for a month first." She said.

Ginseng!

one month!

Zhu Zan stretched out his hand over her shoulder and pinched the holder of her pen.

"Eat it as a meal?" he said.

The old man who asked the doctor was also excited and frightened.

"This is too expensive, this is too expensive, I can't afford it." He said tremblingly.

"I treat you to eat." Miss Jun said.

The old man wiped his tears.

"I know that the young lady invited me to eat, but I can't eat it for a while. I'm not a rich person but I have a rich disease." He said with a choked voice.

Miss Jun smiled.

"You don't need to take it for a lifetime, you will be fine in this month." She said, "I said that the medicine will cure the disease, I won't lie to you."

As she spoke, she drew the brush vigorously, but Zhu Zan held on tightly.

"Don't delay my seeing a doctor, okay?" She said helplessly.

"Are you seeing a doctor?" Zhu Zan whispered, "You are wasting your time."

Miss Jun raised her elbow and bumped it into his stomach.

Zhu Zan didn't expect her to make a move, so he stepped back and let go.

Miss Jun carefully wrote the prescription with her fine pen.

Zhu Zan frowned and wanted to speak, but someone stabbed him with a pen from behind.

"What are you doing?" He turned his head and said, looking at Fang Chengyu, "Don't touch me."