Feng Jiu followed him out and noticed that the hospital was full of herbs, and there were some things to grind in the hospital. It seems that the old man is still a pharmacist?
"Grandfather Tan, you are the only one in your family?" Feng Jiusi looked at it and saw that he was the only one in the yard.
"Well." The old man should a, while sorting out the herbs on the shelf, no longer pay attention to Phoenix nine.
Feng Jiu then sat down in the courtyard, holding his chin in one hand and moving his eyes with a nimble eye, staring at the figure whose back was facing her to sort out the medicinal materials. In his heart, he was thinking, is it possible that the treasure house is still doing something secretly? And who was the old man on the second floor?
"Why don't you go yet?" After half an hour or so, the old man turned around and looked at the boy sitting on the steps in the courtyard and frowned: "why don't you go?"
"Ah? Where are you going? " Feng nine blinked and asked.
"Go back to your house." The old man said.
Smell speech, Feng nine not from smile, a pair of eyes narrowed into a line, smile Yingying looked at him: "Tan grandfather, isn't that what you said? I'm your grandnephew! I'm here to join you. "
Listen to this, the old man half silent: "I that is for you to save you." Why do you still depend on him?
"Help me? But I don't see any danger Feng Jiu laughs.
Hearing this, the old man felt that his breath was blocked in his chest. He did not speak any more. He just took a look at Feng Jiu and turned to enter the room.
Feng Jiu got up and patted her dusty green clothes. She followed the old man: "grandfather, there are two rooms in this yard. Is this one for me?"
She was not polite. She opened the door and looked inside. The room was neat and there were all kinds of things that should be. But the room should have been empty for a long time, and the table was stained with a layer of dust.
In the evening, on the stone table in the courtyard, the old man looked at the dishes in front of him in a daze. He did not know what he was thinking. He just took a look at Feng Jiu, and then picked up the dishes with his chopsticks.
"Grandpa Tan, eat more." Fengjiu pinched some for the old man. He felt strange. The old man was a monk in the middle of Feixian period. His strength was very strong. However, how could he suppress his strength?
Feng Jiu fell in love with the old man and settled down in the small yard. In fact, it was just a temporary rise for her. She thought that the old man was also very strange. She thought that there was nothing urgent to do, so she stayed and had a look.
Therefore, in the next two days, she would wake up naturally during the day, go out to buy vegetables, and buy some goat's milk to feed the little milk tiger. In her spare time, she would go to the old man's stall to help watch the stall.
To put it bluntly, I just sit by and watch the old people do business. Because, after grinding the miraculous medicine into powder, Mr. Tan prepared some commonly used medicinal powder and sold it at the market medicine stand. Occasionally, he would take a bottle or two to the Jubao building to barter.
On the day he met her, Mr. Tan took the medicine to barter, but after that day, the next two days, he did not go to the Jubao building again.
Some familiar people saw that the stall was originally only Tan Lao himself sitting there, but now suddenly there are more handsome teenagers sitting next to him. They can't help but smile and ask, "Mr. Tan, who is this boy?"
Don't wait for old Tan to answer, the Phoenix nine beside then smile and squint a pair of eyes to say: "it is grandnephew."
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