After hearing Sisi's words, Dong 'er and her husband couldn't help but be overjoyed. When they thought about how this illness had caused their family to suffer over the past year, Dong' er couldn't help but lift her sleeve and carefully wipe the corners of her eyes.
Fan Xian had Dong'er prepare a brush and ink. After thinking for a moment, he wrote down a prescription and looked it over twice. After confirming there were no problems, he blew it dry and gave it to her. He told her to prepare the medicine on time and not be stingy with the silver.
Dong'er smiled slightly and agreed.
Fan Xian looked at her expression and knew that this sister might not listen to his words. He couldn't resist getting angry again and said, "What reason is there for me to make myself suffer?"
Dong 'er only smiled gratefully, and didn't reply to him. Fan Xian was angry. The weather was hot, and Fan Xian only wore an unlined garment. He was also in Danzhou, so he wasn't worried, so he didn't bring the medicine box with him. He said to Sisi, "When we go back tonight, remember to remind me to pick up a few pills."
He then turned his head to Dong'er's husband and said warmly, "Mai Xiner, you have to take this medicine often. However, I don't think Danzhou will have enough medicine. When I return to Jingdou in a few days, your family will come with me. After all, you are the head of the family. I have to ask for your opinion first and see if there is anything in Danzhou that you can't let go of. "
Mai Xiner opened his mouth wide and was speechless for a long time. He knew what the young master meant. His family would follow the young master to the capital. How could they have a hard time? But … he coughed twice and looked at Dong 'er with an inquiring gaze.
Sisi watched coldly from the side and couldn't resist smiling slightly. Her young master's personality was like this. When he met a woman close to him, he couldn't be forceful. He also couldn't force Dong'er to do anything, so he could only act on Brother Mai.
How could Dong'er not know what Fan Xian meant? She sighed and said, "The young master has written a prescription, so it must be good … I promise you, I will never borrow money again. These years, you have sent home over 100 liang of silver, and I promise you that I will use it all. In Danzhou, 100 liang of silver is enough to live a good life. Don't worry."
Sisi looked at Fan Xian's expression and encouraged him from the side. "That pill can't be made even with money. Even if the young master found a medicine shop in Jingdou and made it, would he have time to travel thousands of li to deliver it to you?"
Dong 'er looked at her awkwardly and said, "What kind of pill would require so much effort?"
To the side, Fan Xian shook his head and said with a smile, "Do you still remember that ugly teacher in the manor?"
When Dong 'er heard this, she immediately thought of his messy hair and eyes that shone with green light like those of a hungry wolf. She subconsciously shivered and covered her mouth in disgust. "What is Mr. Timothy doing? Back then, we were afraid of him. "
"This medicine was concocted by Mr. Fei." Fan Xian laughed loudly and said, "Although he was born in an ugly family, you should know that he is the famous Sir Fei Jie of the Qing Kingdom."
Dong 'er sank into shock. It was not until today that she knew that the teacher who had looked like a pervert had such an important identity. Thinking of the young master's past, she could accept it more easily.
Fan Xian turned and smiled slightly at Dong 'er's husband. "Prepare to go with me to the capital."
Dong 'er's husband was loyal and honest, but he did not have his own opinions. Hearing Fan Xian's resolute and decisive words, he unconsciously made a sound of assent.
However, Dong 'er huffed coldly and glared at him. Mai Xiner quickly shut his mouth.
Looking at this scene, Fan Xian couldn't resist smiling. It looked like in this family, Dong 'er was the one with the most power.
"Rest well and recover. What are you worrying about?" Dong 'er yelled angrily at her man. Rising, she pulled Fan Xian and Sisi out of the bedroom and sat down in the middle of the hall.
They drank some tea and chatted a bit. However, no matter how strict Fan Xian was, Dong 'er remained stubborn and silent when it came to the suggestion of going to Jingdou. She refused to open her mouth and agree.
Fan Xian looked at the woman's expression and couldn't help but sigh. He thought to himself that such a gentle sister also had such a stubborn side.
A few coughs came from the bedroom. Fan Xian tilted his ear to listen and lowered his voice. Gently, he said, "Sister Dong 'er, before you got married, I took you to secretly see Brother Mai. You liked him, so I didn't pay attention to this matter. Back then, I also asked clearly. Brother Mai's parents died when he was young. He is a loyal and honest person. In Danzhou, he also doesn't have any troublesome relatives. Presumably, he will treat you well after marriage. Only then did I relax."
This was the truth. When Sister Dong 'er got married, Fan Xian was not more than 11 years old. However, he had secretly observed for a long time before he was at ease to promise his serving girl to the Mai family.
Dong 'er rubbed her reddened hands nervously and said shyly, "He treats me well now … how bad can the person you like be?"
"Since you don't have any relatives in Danzhou, why aren't you willing to go with me to Jingdou? I made a mistake back then, "Fan Xian recalled. Fan Xian thought back and said, "If I left you outside, these days might not be any more peaceful."
Without waiting for Dong 'er to speak, he continued, "Don't worry, I will take care of you in Jingdou. You can continue to open your tofu shop. However, with you by my side, we can look after each other."
Fan Xian did not need Dong 'er to look after him. The meaning of these words was clear.
Sisi also urged from the side, "Yes, Sister Dong 'er. Did you know that after the young master went to Jingdou, the first business he opened was a tofu shop? Nowadays, all the manors in Jingdou are eating our tofu."
Fan Xian's brows moved and he smiled bitterly. He thought, Why did the words she said sound so awkward?
Sisi smiled and continued, "If you go, won't this tofu sell even better?"
Dong 'er hesitated for a moment and then said, "Actually, I understand what the young master means and am grateful. However, I really don't want to go to Jingdou."
"Why?" Fan Xian furrowed his brows and asked.
Dong 'er thought for a bit. A warm smile suddenly flashed across her face. She slowly said, "After living in Danzhou for a long time, who wants to leave their home? Besides, although Jingdou is good, the place is too big. I'm afraid I'll panic if I go. Besides, I don't want to trouble the young master to always look after me. "
"There are no demons in Jingdou, what's there to panic about?" Sisi muttered to the side.
Dong 'er covered her mouth and smiled. "Who's like you, little girl? You've been so daring since you were little."
As they spoke, a childish voice suddenly rang out from outside the courtyard. Dong 'er's expression suddenly became increasingly gentle. She stood, walked to the door, and looked out.
At this time, the sun had already risen to the middle of the sky. The blazing sunlight brushed past the edge of the eaves and shone on the woman's still beautiful face. The light suddenly became gentle, and the woman's expression seemed so peaceful and content.
The little girl who had been playing outside had returned.
Dong 'er led her daughter into the room. Pointing at Fan Xian sitting in the middle, she said, "Call him young master."
Fan Xian looked at the little girl held by Dong 'er's hand. A genuine smile rose to his face. In the blink of an eye, two years had passed. The girl's eyes had already opened up. She had inherited her mother's elegance and was beginning to be eye-catching. The childishness between her brows made one feel pity for her. Particularly, her spirited and lively eyes were staring curiously at him.
"Call him uncle." Fan Xian reached out and pulled the little girl into his arms. Looking at her nervous and uneasy, he smiled and said, "We haven't seen each other for a few years. How come you don't recognize me?"
The little girl raised her face and looked at Fan Xian's beautiful face. She tilted her head and thought for a moment. Suddenly, she giggled and said, "Uncle, where did you go to play?"
Just as Fan Xian had been raised by Dong 'er, Fan Xian often hung out at the tofu shop when he was young. He had also carried this child countless times. Furthermore, he doted on and loved her. He often bought little things for her. Thus, the little girl had a deep impression of this "uncle". Although she was still young, she remembered it clearly.
"She's nine, right?" Fan Xian asked Dong 'er as he studied the little girl's face in his arms.
Dong 'er smiled warmly and said, "You have a good memory, young master. She'll be 10 in a few months."
Fan Xian looked at the large cloth bag on the little girl's body. Lifting her above his head, he weighed her. Satisfied, he said, "Your body is not weak. However, a little girl shouldn't go out and play all day. She's so young. Dong 'er, don't let her do things. It's hard on our girl."
Dong 'er smiled and said, "How could I bear to let her do things? She just came back from school."
Fan Xian turned to look at her curiously and put the little girl down.
The little girl obediently bowed to Sisi. Only then did Sisi pinch the little girl's cheeks with heartache. She took out the gift that Fan Xian had prepared and placed it in the little girl's hands.
The little girl looked at her mother. Having received permission, she happily accepted the gift. As she rubbed her slightly aching face, she said to her mother, "Mother, I'm going to brew some medicine for Father."
Dong 'er looked at her pitifully and nodded.
The little girl skipped happily into the inner room with the gift in her hands.
Looking at this scene, in addition to the previous sentence, Fan Xian suddenly saw Dong 'er in a new light. To be able to raise such a sensible child, Dong' er was truly not simple. Although many noble young ladies in the Qing Kingdom would go to the family school to study when they were young, and there were even private schools for girls in the capital, among the common people, the status of girls was still very low. As for going to school, that was something that had never been heard of.
For Dong 'er to be able to let her own daughter go to school, her boldness was not something an ordinary girl could compare to.
Fan Xian looked at her and said in praise, "You've done well. This child must continue to study."
Dong 'er smiled warmly. After thinking for a while, she said, "It's just that she is a girl. Although she knows that learning to read and understand is always good, I don't know what to do in the future."
"What to do?" Fan Xian laughed. "With me, her uncle, here, she can do whatever she wants under the sky!"
This was a promise. Dong 'er was overjoyed, but she knew that the young master did not like her bowing, so she only looked at him gratefully.
Fan Xian then said seriously, "Don't make random marriage arrangements. Even if you want to marry, you have to let me know first."
Dong 'er smiled contentedly and nodded.
As they chatted, it was time for lunch. Dong 'er said awkwardly, "Young master, please sit for a while. I'll go prepare." Fan Xian knew that if he ate at her house, there would certainly be a lot of noise. He might even have to borrow some ingredients from the neighbors, so he quickly stopped her. "Of course we have to eat at your house, but don't make it so troublesome … we'll just eat the tofu rice you used to make in the past."
Dong 'er suddenly made a sound and held her forehead angrily. "I haven't even ordered the starch yet. If it's left in the shop, I'm afraid it won't be edible."
Fan Xian smiled and said, "Did you forget that I brought two plates?"
After busying themselves, Dong 'er's husband was also helped out of the bedroom by the little girl. Although he had not used the medicine that Fan Xian had made, during the diagnosis earlier, Fan Xian had already sent a streak of Tianyi Dao's natural zhenqi into him, so Mai Miao' er's spirit was clearly much better.
Everyone in the house gathered around the kang and ate a lively meal of tofu rice.
Dong 'er's family of three couldn't help but feel apologetic and uncomfortable, but Fan Xian ate happily. Earlier, when he saw Dong' er's motherly appearance as she sat by the door, he knew that Dong 'er's life could still continue to be happy and that she didn't necessarily have to follow him to Jingdou.
"Uncle, is Jingdou fun?" The little girl asked curiously with wide eyes. She held a large rice bowl and used her long chopsticks to dig at the soft tofu rice.
"Jingdou is not fun." Fan Xian put down the bowl and looked at the little girl seriously. "It's very not fun … but if we don't go play, how would we know? Do you want to go see uncle in the future? "
"Yes!" the little girl said excitedly.
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Returning to the Count's manor, he told Wan 'er about what happened that day. Wan' er listened to Fan Xian's narration and couldn't stop her eyes from turning red. When she heard that Dong 'er insisted on not going to Jingdou, she felt even more respect for her.
Once outside, Fan Xian stretched lazily, rubbed his somewhat full belly, and gently clapped his palms.
A shadow slowly emerged from the sunlight beside the pillar.
The Tiger Guards now knew Fan Xian's temper and his strength, so they didn't follow him closely like they had in the past. Only this shadow, after chasing back the ninth-level swordsmen from Dongyi, became a maggot attached to Fan Xian's bones.
Fan Xian tilted his head to look at him and said, "Following me like this every day, isn't it annoying?"
The shadow thought about it seriously for a while and said, "It is indeed very annoying."
Fan Xian smiled and said, "Isn't it annoying to follow a cripple?"
The shadow replied straightforwardly, "There are beautiful women by the cripple's side."
Fan Xian was speechless and shook his head helplessly. "You saw it today. What do you think about Mai Xin 'er's illness?"
"Since there were no signs before, his body is good. He shouldn't have gotten such a serious illness," the shadow said in a low voice. "He should have suffered an external injury and then contracted the disease."
Fan Xian nodded silently. This judgment was very close to the situation he had personally found in the clinic. A moment later, he calmly said, "It is not convenient for me to ask them about this in person. Given Dong 'er's outwardly smooth but inwardly square temperament, I'm afraid he won't say it. There is no one in Danzhou who dares not to give me face, so this matter is probably a misunderstanding. Go investigate and teach them a lesson. "
"Don't let them die." Fan Xian set a boundary and calmly said, "If they were kicked, you should also kick them. Kick them until they can't get out of bed for three years."
The shadow tilted his head to look at him. A moment later, he said, "You want me to kick people?"
His tone was a bit strange. Indeed, this was the leader of the Overwatch Council's assassin gang, the most powerful assassin in the world. Would Fan Xian order him to kick people because of a small matter in a remote province?
"You are the best in the world when it comes to killing people." Fan Xian smiled warmly and patted his shoulder. "Presumably your ability to kick people is also not bad. Thank you for your hard work."
The shadow had nothing to say and sank back into the darkness.
Coming to his grandmother's bedroom, he followed the customs of previous years and properly bowed to greet her. He then told her what had happened when he went to see Dong 'er. Fan Xian knew that in a place like Danzhou, there was nothing that could be hidden from his grandmother, so he felt vaguely uncomfortable in his heart. His grandmother should know what he was thinking. How could she bear to let her serving girl suffer such filthy treatment in the city? Even her husband had been bullied to the point of lying in bed.
Looking at Fan Xian's expression, the old woman knew what he was thinking. She smiled and said, "You resent me in your heart?"
"I wouldn't dare." Although Fan Xian said this, his tone was a bit stiff.
The old woman looked at her grandson's rare expression of anger and couldn't resist laughing. She explained the whole story. For some reason, the son of the previous governor had taken a liking to Dong 'er. However, that son was not an idiot. Of course, he would not use force in Danzhou in front of the Count's manor. He would only go to the tofu shop and pester her shamelessly.
Dong 'er had been pestered to the point where she couldn't do anything, but he didn't use any despicable methods, so she could only endure.
Although a woman could endure, a woman's man could not. Mai Ge 'er finally exploded out of his little universe and gave the son a good beating.
After all, the son's father was the current governor. Although Dong 'er's husband's body was sturdy, he was no match for a crowd of fists. He was knocked to the ground and sent to prison. It was only because the old woman spoke that the governor did not continue to pester him.
Because of this, Mai Ge 'er was kicked in the chest and suffered some damp and cold air in the prison. He fell ill and lay in bed the entire time.
Listening to his grandmother's narration, Fan Xian's expression was calm. Now that he knew the cause of this matter, he also understood why Dong 'er was silent. In the end, it was Mai Ge who made the first move. Furthermore, although the people of Danzhou knew of his relationship with Dong' er's family, in the eyes of the people of the world, even in his grandmother's eyes, Dong 'er was just a servant girl who had long been kicked out of the family. She was a servant, while the other was the son of the governor. The difference in social class was always there. With such an outcome, the people of Danzhou would not feel that the Fan manor had done anything wrong. On the contrary, they would feel that the Fan manor had helped Dong' er's family greatly.
However, Fan Xian would not think this way. In his heart, the division of people was never based on social class.
It was only based on closeness.
The old woman looked at his thoughtful expression and couldn't resist opening her mouth to ask, "What is it?"
"Nothing." Fan Xian raised his head with a smile. "I'll have someone go and kick that son."
The old woman started and immediately smiled. "Then go ahead and kick him, as you please."
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