Time flies by, and in a blink of an eye, Qingyue has grown into an 18-year-old beautiful girl. She is self-taught and has outstanding embroidery skills. She usually supplements the family income with embroidery. She is well-known in the village. She has had many marriage proposals, but none of them

She refused because she only wanted to open an embroidery workshop and make some money so that her parents could live a good life.

Gu'an was 17 years old. He read a lot of poetry and books, and also read through the medical books on the bookcase at home. He often discussed medical skills with Shi Lin. Sometimes the father and son would argue, which turned the study upside down and made it very lively.

This year, Father Lu was promoted to kitchen manager and received an additional monthly salary. He was very happy and grateful. He ordered his daughter to make an embroidered coat and give it to Bilian as a thank you.

Qingyue received instructions from Father Lu, and that day she and her little sister Qiu Yun went to the street to buy silk threads. On weekdays when they went to town, they would always disguise themselves as men, for fear of being bullied outside.

"Aunt Xu, you are so beautiful today." Qingyue naughtily touched Aunt Silk Line's face with her hand.

"Oh, you girl, you scare me and make me happy every time." The aunt patted Qingyue on the shoulder. Qingyue often bought silk thread from her, so they were already very familiar with each other.

"No, I sincerely praise you." She held her aunt's hand lovingly.

"I don't know you yet. If you make trouble with me, I'll give you a troublesome boy someday. You two can make trouble together." The aunt didn't let her go.

"Auntie, if you keep talking, I can leave." Qingyue pretended to turn around and leave. At this time, there was a sound of horse hooves heading straight towards her.

"Qingyue, be careful." Qiu Yun shouted.

"Ah..." Qingyue flashed quickly, and the horse's hooves were raised beside her. She couldn't stand still and fell to the ground. The person on the horse also followed the horse's body and fell next to her, holding a hand.

It accidentally fell on her lap. Both of them were frightened. When they came to their senses, their eyes focused on Qingyue's legs.

"Pa", a slap hit the fallen boy's face.

"Hey, you brat, you dare to hit me, I'm so tired of living." The young man stood up, covering his buttocks, and yelled sternly.

"I still want to ask you, there are so many people on the street, you are riding a fast horse and you are running into me." Qingyue was not to be outdone, Qiu Yun was helping her up.

"I was riding well, but it was you who suddenly showed up and scared my young master's horse, causing him to fall. I haven't settled the score with you yet!" The young man approached her, and Qingyue instinctively backed away. At this time,

Crowds of people came to watch one after another. Qingyue smiled strangely, walked up to the horse, and patted the bridge of its nose.

"Ma, I'm so sorry. I scared you. Where does it hurt?" She walked around the horse and stopped next to the horse's butt.

"Oh, it turns out this is here. It's a pity that you can't rub it yourself. Do you want me to rub it for you? Your master is much more convenient. You can reach it by yourself." After saying this, she patted her gently and watched.

Everyone burst out laughing. The young man looked at the others in confusion at first, but suddenly understood.

"You brat, you dare to tease me." He rushed over and grabbed Qingyue's collar, pushed her hard, hit her hard against the truck, and then bounced out. Suddenly, a figure appeared in the crowd.

, stood in front of her and supported her.

"Sister Qingyue~~~~" Qiu Yun shouted out in fright, and covered her mouth with her hands to avoid being heard. But it happened that the young man heard her. Speaking of this, the young man was none other than the local gentry of Qiantang.

Liang Mingming's son, Liang Shenglin. The Liang family once moved to the capital. Later, when Liang Xiangguo retired and returned to his hometown, he lost his backer in the capital and moved back to Qiantang. Liang Mingming had always been worried about Xu Shilin and did not care about Shilin.

The governor took this seriously, and often teamed up with local gentry to make things difficult for officials in official affairs, and named his son Shenglin. Liang Mingming had done all kinds of bad things, and he died of a serious illness the year before last. Now his son is in charge of the family, and this son is more accustomed to it.

Due to the Liang family's tradition of being a "lazy turtle", he is domineering and arrogant in one area, but unlike his useless father, he is very smart in business and manages the family business in an orderly manner, so the Liang family still

They were from a wealthy family in Qiantang. Liang Shenglin thought and rushed forward again with bad intentions.

"He is a big man, just like a Fufengliu. If it hurts, I will rub it for you." As he said that, he stretched out his hand to touch Qingyue. The figure grabbed his hand and squeezed it tightly.

He twisted his meridians and pushed him back.

"Hmph, you were obviously the one who hit someone while riding a horse, but you still falsely accused others and made rude remarks. How can you be a man?"

"Ouch..." Liang Shenglin held his shoulders.

"Young Master..." A group of followers rushed over and helped Liang Shenglin.

"The little bastard who came out of nowhere dares to bully our young master." A leading follower scolded.

"Where did you die? Why don't you give me a fight?" He said and a group of people gathered around him. After a sudden uproar, all of them fell to the ground and begged for mercy.

"Who do I think it is? It turns out to be Qi Xiaoshan, the young master of the Shuntian Escort Agency." Seeing that the situation was not good, Liang Shenglin still pretended to be imposing.

"Liang Shenglin, it's you again, bullying the weak. You have everything you need."

"Excellent, just wait for me. I will spare you today. We will settle the debt another day. Let's go." The group of people staggered back.

"Thank you brave man for saving me. I'm not very grateful." Qingyue bowed in thanks.

"I don't dare to take it seriously. It's just a trivial matter. It doesn't matter. You don't need to say thank you, sir." Qi Xiaoshan said.

"Qingyue...Brother, how are you? Are you not injured?" Qiu Yun asked quickly. Qingyue touched her arm and felt a faint sting. She carefully lifted up her sleeve and found that the skin was indeed bruised.

"Oh, it's bleeding, does it hurt?" Qiu Yun whispered.

"A little skin injury, it's okay." Qingyue said.

"Blowing into the wound can relieve the pain, but you still need to treat the wound with medicine to be careful of infection." As soon as she finished speaking, Qingyue's eyes suddenly widened and she looked straight at him, her dark skin

, thick and bushy eyebrows, a pair of sharp and piercing eyes, a burly body, and good kung fu.

"Sir, I still have something to do. I'll leave now and see you later." The man said and left in a hurry.

"Hey~~~~~~~Why did you leave?" Qiu Yun said, Qingyue was still in a daze. "Shuntian Escort Bureau, Qi Xiaoshan, is it him?" Qingyue suddenly realized.

"Sister Qingyue, Sister Qingyue." Qiu Yun pushed her: "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing, let's go."

At night, Qingyue sat at the table, but had no intention of embroidering. She held her chin in her hands and stared at the moon outside the window in a daze, thinking about what happened during the day. Qi Xiaoshan, could he be the little boy who bandaged her back then? Could it be him? He said

The pain can be relieved by blowing air into the wound. Didn't the little boy say the same thing? But it's very common. It can't be such a coincidence. Oh, what am I thinking? Let's get to work so that I can report to dad as soon as possible.'

So she took the needle and continued to embroider.

A few days later, Qingyue sent the clothes to Xu Mansion.

In the kitchen.

"Dad!" She called to Father Lu who was busy.

"Yue'er, why are you here?" Father Lu looked up and saw his daughter, smiling.

"I'll give you something, including your clothes, made by my mother." She shook the items in her hand.

"So fast?" Father Lu wiped his hands and took it.

"Dad ordered it. My daughter dares to be lazy. Please open it and take a look."

"No need, I still can't trust you, don't get dirty."

"Dad, why don't you take a look at the new clothes mom made?" Qingyue asked playfully.

"You girl, go back quickly. Don't let your mother wait at home alone for a long time." Father Lu put the package in his arms.

"Mom, you won't wait for me. She is waiting for you, dad!" Qingyue pushed Dad Lu.

"Ghost girl, you are actually making your father happy. Here, this is your mother's favorite osmanthus cake, take it back." As he said that, he took out three packages of osmanthus cake and stuffed them into Qingyue's hand.

"Oh, it's just for mom, what about me?" Qingyue continued to pouted and acted coquettishly.

"Here, go back quickly, it's too late and it's dark and it's not safe." Father Lu took a small piece of braised beef and stuffed it into Qingyue's mouth. There was really nothing he could do to his daughter.

"Okay, then I'll go back." Qingyue chewed and turned around to walk out of the kitchen.

"Be careful on the road!" Father Lu warned.

"I know!" She turned around and greeted.

When she turned back, she saw someone walking in the door. They looked at each other, nodded in a friendly manner, and passed by.

"Master, why are you here?" Father Lu asked.

"Uncle Lu, I hunted a pheasant today, and I would like to trouble you to cook it. The pheasant meat you made is really delicious." Gu'an carried the pheasant and handed it to Uncle Lu.

"Thank you, Master. I will do it for you right now."

"Uncle, who is that young man who walked out just now?"

"..., he's my distant nephew, here to give me something." Father Lu made up a random reason because it was inconvenient to tell Qingyue that Qingyue was a woman disguised as a man.

"Oh, I'll leave first."

"Master, walk slowly."

Qingyue walked out of the kitchen and walked through the garden. At this time, a gust of wind blew the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus. She took a deep breath and ran under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. She grabbed the open handkerchief with both hands and caught the sweet-scented osmanthus blown down by the wind.

Then she danced and laughed like a silver bell. After a while, she put away the sweet-scented osmanthus and hid it in her sleeves, 'These sweet-scented osmanthus can be stuffed into sachets and given to mother and Yun'er.' She thought while thinking

Get out of the garden.

Under the book window, Shilin was attracted by the laughter in the wind. He watched the graceful young man under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree from a distance, until the figure walked further and further away... which reminded him of himself when he was young.

Violent. Jinbang High School, returning to my hometown, bravely saving my parents, and bidding farewell to my beloved, it seems so peaceful, and the comfortable days are few and far between. I once yearned for a carefree, leisurely and contented life, but it was ruined after learning about my bizarre life experience.

He had to bear the burden of saving his mother, let down his beloved and face the dangers of the world. Therefore, he did not seek his position in the officialdom. He only hoped to return to his hometown to be a competent parent official and benefit the local people. He would go to the people.

Sitting at home, he sometimes used the Xu family's medical skills to treat poor families, and was deeply respected and loved by the local people. He often looked at the sky alone, thinking about his parents, and why he came here.

Is it the love of their parents or their mission? Since they ascended to the immortal world, they have not been able to see each other very often, as if they were separated from each other, but thinking that their parents no longer have to suffer, everything they have done is worth it. If Wen Quxing hadn't come to earth, would he have passed the time?
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