Yu Nanmeng said: "Uncle, I am too embarrassed to deserve the compliment."
He lowered his eyes and smiled, very low-key and restrained.
Fang Chu said seriously: "You deserve it."
After a few more warnings, they were asked to retreat.
After the two came out, Yuan'er smiled at Yu Nanmeng and said, "The uncle values Miss Yu very much."
Yu Nanmeng said: "Look at what the chief manager said, the uncle values the chief manager more.
Speaking of which, we are all brought out by the uncle.
The chief manager and the uncle have been together longer than me.
The eldest grandma also brought many people. , Everyone is capable, even if we can't compare, we can't embarrass the uncle. " Yuan'er said with a smile: "We are all from the same family, so there are no distinctions between the uncle's people and the eldest grandmother's people."
Yu Nanmeng said: "It's not my fault, but when everyone talks about their origins, they will inevitably say whether they are from the uncle or the aunt.
For example, if you are in charge, who knows that you were trained by the uncle?"
Yuan'er chuckled and said, "That's true."
Just as he was talking, he suddenly saw Fu'er hurriedly walking with his head lowered, as if he was preoccupied.
Yu Nanmeng hurriedly called out: "Sister Fu'er" while looking her up and down with speculative eyes.
Fu'er raised his head and saw them, his expression froze, he glanced at Yu Nanmeng quickly, as if he didn't want to look at her, lowered his eyes and greeted: "Manager Yin, Sister Yu."
Yuan'er agreed with a smile but said nothing.
Yu Nanmeng asked: "What is sister Fu'er doing?"
Fu'er said: "Go home.
I'm leaving first."
After saying that, he let them go, lowered his head and walked away.
Yu Nan dreamed that Yuan'er looked at Fu'er's back and thought deeply, and took the initiative to explain: "Sister Fu'er is becoming less and less talkative.
She always ignores people and is not as lively as before."
Yuan'er smiled and said, "Maybe it's because of trouble at home."
Yu Nanmeng smiled and said, "Maybe."
After the two of them said that, they went their separate ways.
Early the next morning, Fang Chuqingya took a medium-sized boat and headed to Wuqiao Village.
Since getting married, Fang Chu has been worshiping Guanyin Temple in Wuqiao Village as a family temple.
The Guanyin Temple has been enlarged a lot, not only adding more halls, but also building several quiet Zen courtyards where distinguished guests can stay and rest.
Thanks to the reputation of Master Ci'en and Guo Zhinu, the incense in Guanyin Temple is even more prosperous.
Rich families in Xiazhao City often come here to offer incense.
After Fang Chu Qingya arrived, he first went to each hall to offer incense, and then went to visit Master Ci'en.
After drinking a cup of tea, Qingya took the child out, and Fang Chu played chess with the master.
Seeing that the weather was fine and there were not many pilgrims, Qing Ya came up with the idea of sketching.
She ordered the desk, paper and pen to be set up under the locust tree full of locust flowers, facing the thousand-year-old ginkgo tree and the ancient temple.
She taught Brother Mo how to paint, and Brother An ran around and played wildly.
She taught Brother Mo a few words, then let him paint while she quietly watched the scenery in front of her.
The locust flower exudes a sweet aroma; the ginkgo tree is still ancient, villagers do business under the tree, and pilgrims kneel before the ancient tree and tie inscriptions on the tree; the temple behind the tree is still quiet This ginkgo tree has been used in many designs and is almost engraved in her mind.
However, every time she sees it, it still gives her an extraordinary feeling.
She wholeheartedly understood the vicissitudes of time and the indifferent feelings of flowers blooming and falling, and tried hard to express them in her paintings.
As he was watching, his knees suddenly sank.
She looked down and saw a little girl of two or three years old, as young as a snowball, with pure black bright almond-shaped eyes, lying on her lap and looking up at her.
The little girl is wearing a bright pink embroidered brocade.
Although she only has two small bags tied on her head, the beads are very delicate.
The pink pearls on the beads are as big as her little finger and are of excellent color.
The embroidered toes are also inlaid with gems. , obviously not from Wuqiao Village.
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Qingya felt that the child's features were very familiar.
She quickly looked around and found that no one was paying attention to the child, so she looked at Ximei in surprise.
The younger sister shook her head and said she didn't know.
It was hard for her to stop such a big child from running over, so she unexpectedly pounced on Qingya.
Qingya didn’t ask any more questions.
People would naturally look for the child if they found it missing, so there was no need to worry.
She lowered her head, smiled at the child, stretched out her hand to touch her face, "What's your name?"
The girl remained silent, her dark eyes were like those of a small animal, looking at her cautiously, as if she wanted to get close to her, but also to prevent her from hurting herself, with a hint of temptation.
Qing Ya's heart softened.
Having given birth to four children, she understood the habits of infants and young children very well, and would not ignore their actions just because they were young.
Although they were not sensible, they would instinctively look at the eyes of adults to judge whether they were children or not.
Love yourself.
She was very surprised.
Usually children would test like this in front of their parents and other relatives, and sometimes they would achieve their goals by acting coquettishly, crying, etc.
Why would this child test her, a stranger?
Qingya couldn't help but pick up the little girl and put her on her knees.
She accidentally touched her right arm with her hand.
The girl's little body trembled and she covered her right arm with her left hand, as if she was in pain.
Qing Ya felt strange and tentatively pushed up her sleeves to see what was going on.
He looked at the little girl and asked, "Can I take a look?"
The girl kept staring into her eyes, as if she understood her gaze and understood that she would not hurt herself, so she did not resist and let her stroke her.
A large piece of scar that had just healed appeared before Qing Ya's eyes.
The pink scar had just given birth to new flesh, like the layer of rice oil that had just condensed on the surface of rice soup.
It was so fragile that it seemed to break at the touch of a touch.
Against the backdrop of the white jade-like skin next to it, Very ferocious.
The appearance of such scars on the Qingya toddler's body, whether caused by burns or other injuries, was so horrifying that no one could imagine the situation at that time.
She saw that the scar seemed to have been smeared with medicine, so she got closer and smelled it.
It was a familiar scar-removing ointment and pearl nourishing cream, which was also very precious.
However, the child's scar was so severe that it might not be able to be restored.
She hurriedly asked her younger sister to "bring the white jade muscle-building ointment."
Ximei took it out from her side and handed it to Qingya.
This White Yusheng Muscle Cream is formulated by Tai Hospital.
It is a good product for removing scars and nourishing the skin.
Later, Mingyangzi added some more ingredients and Liu Xin prepared it, which the Fang family always had on hand.
Two days ago, Brother Mo scratched his cheek while playing around.
Qingya was afraid that he would lose his appearance, so he kept applying this.
This time they came to Wuqiao Village and wanted to stay one night, so they brought two boxes with them.
Prepare an extra box in case of accidents.
Qingya first used a handkerchief to gently wipe the girl's injury, wiping off all the original ointment.
Then she picked up the white jade skin ointment and unscrewed the cap.
A light fragrance overflowed.
She picked a little with her nails and applied it on On the girl's arm, gently rotate and remove it.
The girl leaned in Qingya's arms, obediently letting her apply it, but still looked at Qingya without blinking.
After Qingya applied it evenly, she put down her sleeves and covered the white jade muscle-building ointment.
When Brother Mo saw his mother hugging a girl who didn't know where she came from, he stopped painting and looked over.
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Qingya held up the box of White Jade Muscle Cream and said to him: "Give this to my sister, okay?
We still have it at home."
Guess who this girl is: