bayedsolid Chapter 22: The Farming Uncle is a Veterinarian?
Chapter 22: The Farming Uncle is a Veterinarian?
Qiu Rongmu knocked hurriedly on the door. The servant opened the door for him and looked down to see that he was with a wet little ox. He frowned subconsciously, but when he saw the little ox's cute appearance, his heart melted instantly. He quickly led them to see the steward.
The butler glanced at Xiao Si, a drenched little chick, and teased Xiao Nangjun, "Oh dear, let's warm this girl up by the fire first. Our young chickens here are practically old cured meat waiting for you to arrive!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the big dog next to him suddenly started barking like it had been injected with chicken blood. Its tail was wagging like a propeller, and it pounced on the little ox with such enthusiasm that it was like long-lost siblings reuniting.
Little Si smiled like a blooming flower, her face flushed and more tempting than an apple.
The housekeeper was overjoyed at the sight: "Haha, it seems the dog already considers you family, that's a good sign! This connection is warmer than a hot pot! But speaking of which, is this your little darling?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Nangjun quickly waved her hand to clarify: "No, no, no, she is my little sister, not my daughter, but she is also my little darling and my close bodyguard!"
Little Si pouted and protested to the housekeeper: "My Guoguo is only eighteen years old, how could he possibly have a daughter?! Do you think my Guoguo is some kind of celestial being descended to earth, that he could produce a pearl from a tender oyster without any wisdom or understanding?"
Those present nearly burst into laughter at Sizi's innocent and uninhibited remarks!
The butler was secretly pleased: "Look at him, our dog is usually so aloof with everyone else, but when it comes to this little girl, he's like a total simp, clinging to her like crazy!"
He hurriedly ordered the servants to prepare hot water and tea, and specifically instructed Xiao Si and Qiu Rongmu:
You two better keep a close eye on things. As soon as the master arrives, we need to get down to business. Don't let that busy man get away!
Not long after, an old man who looked like he was in a hurry burst in.
Judging by their manner, they were even more anxious than people rushing to a market in the capital.
He roared, "Bring me pen and ink!!! We have to race against time, not a second can be too slow!"
He kept trying to give orders, and he was so anxious he was practically jumping up and down.
Hey, just then the servant went to make tea, and the butler slipped away to do other things. Little Nangjun saw this as an opportunity!
Without saying a word, he started laying out paper and grinding ink as if he were on his own turf, with remarkable skill.
The master, without hesitation, picked up his brush and began to write. His regular script was so elegant and flowing, as he wrote, he kept muttering, "I must write this down quickly, or I'll forget it!"
The whole scene was like a "busy version" of "The Legend of the Veterinarian," making the little ox want to squeal with laughter!
My goodness, look at this gentleman's attire, he's practically a walking, magnificent painting!
The silk brocade material was so brightly colored, like a rainbow, and the patterns were as numerous as a maze. You could tell at a glance that it belonged to a prominent local figure with a very high status.
And look at this veterinarian! He's wearing a modified version of Tang Dynasty fashion. The embroidery on his clothes is so exquisite it's like a work of art. The patterns are intricate, but the lines flow as smoothly as water. However, his style is much more understated than those of the gentlemen in the capital; it emphasizes practicality! The sleeves aren't as wide and flowing as they used to be, since it needs to be convenient for working.
What master? Still have to work?
That's right, in this small place, you can't become a master without some skills.
His clothes were also cleverly decorated with small embellishments related to animals and herbs, such as embroidered animal patterns and color combinations inspired by herbs, which were really interesting!
Little Si couldn't resist grabbing the master's robe from the side, picking at it with his chubby little hands, and examining it carefully...
After finishing, he let out a long sigh of relief, casually tossed the brush aside, glanced down at the doll who seemed quite interested in his robe, then turned to look at Xiao Nangjun, a hint of doubt flashing across his face: "Excuse me, who are you two???!!"
Just then, the butler returned with tea that the servant had prepared. He smiled and interrupted the slight awkwardness: "Oh, you've already met. And this is..."
Xiao Nangjun stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Master, my name is Qiu Rongmu. You invited me here, didn't you? I received your letter."
The master glanced at the butler: When did this happen? I don't remember such a thing happening.
When Xiao Nangjun saw that the old man spoke without any official jargon, he also changed his tone:
Oh my goodness, sir! Didn't you promise to invite me over? Well, here I am, with the letter tucked away in my pocket!
The butler chimed in from the side: "It's about the master wanting to find an assistant."
The master raised his hand and waved it, saying to Qiu Rongmu: "Wait a minute!"
He pulled the butler out of the hall and began whispering in his ear.
Didn't we agree that we can't afford to keep an assistant at home right now?!
The butler is a nice guy, but this young man is definitely a talent; he came all the way from the capital in a flurry of activity!
The old man casually remarked, "No matter which family he comes from or where he came from, take that baby and go somewhere cool and stay there!"
Little Nangjun was standing to the side, his ears like a rabbit's, listening to every single word.
At this moment, Qiu Rongmu felt as cold as... well, like a giant icicle!
Sizi's small, delicate ears are also very sensitive, just like a puppy's.
She widened her round eyes, looked up at Xiao Nangjun Guoguo, and then stretched out her chubby little hand and grabbed Mu Guoguo's big hand.
When the little girl heard the old man say that no one needed to help here, she became even more concerned about Mu Guoguo's feelings. She had to quickly offer him some warmth and comfort so that he wouldn't be too sad.
Little Nangjun clenched her chubby little hands, gently closed her eyes, sighed deeply, her heart filled with anxiety, and her eyes were almost wet with tears.