Being Scolded As a Loser? All the Big Guys In Beijing Are Rushing To Pamper Me

While talking, he walked over and took the wheelchair handle from Qingfeng and pushed the wheelchair forward.

"Sir, the patriarch is too verbose. I will take you around the village."

Shen Yan's deep smile reached her eyes, "Okay, then I'll trouble you, Sister Nian."

The old patriarch had very good ears. When he caught Shen Nian talking about his verbose words, he roared: "Little girl, don't you dare speak louder, you really think I'm deaf and blinded!!"

The voice was loud and loud, but there was no anger on his face.

Shen Nian paused, turned his head suddenly, covered his mouth in feigned surprise, and spoke in a low tone of admiration.

"Oh, it turns out that the patriarch, grandpa, is not deaf or dazzled at such an old age. He is in really good health. He must continue to maintain it and strive to live to be one hundred and two years old."

At the end, make a fist with your hands and make a cheering gesture.

Without waiting for the old patriarch to speak again, he turned around and left.

Patriarch Shen really couldn't laugh or cry. He glanced at Shen Er out of the corner of his eye and opened his mouth and said, "How did you teach your daughter to be so courageous? She is also a funny person. She is really... a rare person."

Shen Er, who thought the old patriarch was to blame: "..."

It's rare for you, so why are you so sulky?

"You praise me." Shen Er grinned.

The next moment, he added shamelessly: "My Niannian is indeed rare. What you said is absolutely right."

People around you: "..." Although, your face is so serious that even a hammer can't pierce it.

Shen Meiying looked at Sister Nian pushing the gentleman she dared not look directly at to leave, with admiration on her face.

Sister Nian is so awesome!

It would be great if she could be so bold again...

Shen Nian pushed Shen Yanshen around the village, with Qingfeng following beside him.

Walking to the door of the tung oil workshop, a pungent smell came.

"This is the tung oil workshop, the earliest workshop opened in our village. The smell is a bit strong. If Mr. and Master Qingfeng can't get used to it, why don't we go see the bag factory?" Shen Nian said with a smile, which seemed very appropriate.

Shen Yan smiled deeply and said, "No need. People in the village can smell it, so can I."

The little girl really has no scheming...

She clearly acted like she would leave immediately if they dared to dislike her, but she pretended to be considerate.

He really loves to dig holes for others.

Shen Nian nodded with satisfaction.

The smell is a bit unpleasant, but she took the lead in setting up this workshop, so no one can dislike it.

Thinking in his mind, he pushed Mr. Shen into the workshop.

After entering, the smell is stronger.

It's midsummer again now, and it's accompanied by other complex flavors that hit my forehead.

Shen Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he looked at it with a learning attitude. He looked at every step carefully.

He even praised, "Clear division of labor, methodical, rare ingenuity!"

After hearing from the workers in the workshop that it was all Sister Nian's idea, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Nian and praised, "Not bad."

Qing Feng looked at Shen Nian fiercely.

His husband was just praising the little girl... right?

After following his husband for nearly thirty years, except for Prince Xiao, he never heard any praise from his husband...

Shen Nian noticed Master Qingfeng's gaze and looked back innocently.

"Master Qingfeng, why are you looking at me like this?"

Qingfeng looked at her as if she were a treasure, "See if you are surprised to be praised by your husband."

"...Sir, don't you ever praise others?" Shen Nian said in surprise.

Qingfeng: "Very few."

In his mind, the last time was five years ago... when Prince Xiao praised him.

He is a genius, so wise that he is almost a demon.

Shen Nian held his face and looked at Shen Yanshen happily, "Wow, so I am so honored? Is this good in my husband's mind? It's so happy."

Qingfeng nodded.

It's an honor indeed!

Shen Yan watched these two people acting in front of him with helpless expressions.

That's all, as long as they are happy.

After leaving the tung oil workshop, the three of them stopped by the paper mill.

The papermaking process is complicated, and the environment in the factory is not that clean. There are all kinds of things falling on the floor, which is very unfriendly to wheelchairs.

Fortunately, Shen Nian had great strength and was able to enter steadily.

"Sir, how did you hurt your leg? Is there any treatment? It's very uncomfortable to sit in a wheelchair..."

When she asked, the scene suddenly froze for a moment.

In particular, Qing Feng's expression was extremely grim.

After seeing it, Shen Nian's eyes were surprised, "Can't you tell me?"

"There's nothing that can't be said." Shen Yanshen was very open-minded and said softly, "The leg bone is broken, I'm afraid it won't be cured."

He only talked about the leg problem, but he didn't mention how it was injured.

Shen Nian's eyes were as clear as the moon, with concern in his eyes, and his tone was quite sincere.

"The strange old man is coming back soon. He is the old man who used to live in my house and was very skilled in medicine. If sir, you are not in a hurry to return to Zhongdu, you can ask him to take a look at you."

After the words fell, she leaned forward and lowered her voice, "Tell sir quietly that Xiao Jinzhi's father also blamed the old man for saving him."

Hearing this, Qing Feng's eyes showed surprise and ecstasy.

He looked at his husband expectantly and advised: "Sir, we don't have much time, why don't you let the old doctor take a look?!"

The prince has been rescued, I am afraid that the strange old man that Sister Nian said really has two brushes...

Maybe Mr. can stand up again!

Shen Yan lowered his eyes deeply and looked at his legs without saying anything.

In fact, he had no expectations.

After all, after seeing so many doctors, all of them were weak-minded.

Qingfeng continued to persuade: "Your Majesty treats you very kindly, and seeing you like this, I'm afraid he will go everywhere to seek medical advice for you. Why don't we wait a few more days?"

"Master Qingfeng is right. Sir, please stay a few more days and wait. It's only a few days. Maybe it's the old man's fault that he will arrive in two days." Shen Nian followed suit.

She really has confidence in the strange doctor's medical skills.

It is a pity that such a powerful person like Mr. is in a wheelchair.

Shen Yanshen chuckled, "You have already mentioned this, what else can I say."

"Fine, let's stay a few more days."

Qingfeng's face was full of hope.

I hope sir can stand up.

Shen Nian could see what he was thinking, and his whole body exuded calmness and calmness, "No wonder the old man has such good medical skills. If he can't cure sir, then..."

If it doesn’t fall, everyone will understand.

If it is the fault of poor treatment, then no one can cure it!

Shen Yanshen's expression was calm, as if he was not talking about his legs.

"Sir, you are really calm." Shen Nian didn't see the change in his face and curled his lips in a bored manner.

When she met his gentle and indulgent gaze, she felt a little soft-hearted and said, "But don't worry too much, sir. I'm good at growing herbal medicine. No matter what medicine the old man needs to treat you, I can grow it and find it. So sir, don't you feel at ease?" a little?"

"Yes." Shen Yan said with a deep smile, "I feel relieved. I'll miss you."

Shen Nian's eyelids curled up, his eyes wet and glistening, "Don't bother."

If Zhenzhen can't cure it, she can ask Brother Jie to make a super cool wheelchair for her husband, the kind with a hidden weapon.

I don't know what she thought of, but the little girl's eyes were full of excitement.

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