The three of them were talking and laughing, and the meal was not pleasant, and they were completely less uncomfortable than the discomfort that Mother Li had worried about at first. Licorice was even more enjoyable.

I usually eat the amount of leftover food, but today I came up with a CD.

"Wow, Miss, it turns out that eating with you is so appetizing. Before I knew it, I ate too much. Look at my belly, it's all round." Licorice screamed as she touched her round belly.

Mo Xiao was also happy to look at her belly.

"Licorice, don't move, and talk to the lady for a while. I'll just come and clean up these alone." Mother Li stood up with a smile and cleaned up the dishes.

Licorice also stood up, but she didn't stand up very straight. "My mother Li cleaned up these things, so I can't be lazy. I'll get water to clean my mouth and wash my face."

The two walked out of the flower hall one after another. After a while, Licorice came again, serving Mo Xiao to clean his mouth and wash his face.

"Miss, should you rest for a while or walk around?"

"It's better to have a walk. You can't lie down immediately after eating. After dinner, you can live to ninety-nine. Take me to see every room in the inner courtyard."

Mo Xiao also touched his enlarged belly and smiled at licorice, which meant that everyone was eating too much.

Because they are all things that are made locally, the portion is very full. Moreover, these things may be a helpless choice for the original owner Mo Xiao, but for Mo Xiao who has traveled through time in modern times, it is a rare delicacy, so she also let go of it and really ate too much.

But there is another need to go there.

She had already learned about the outer courtyard just now. The study room of the outer courtyard was mainly used by Manager Liu. Except for some ordinary medical books, they were all account books. According to the shopkeeper, there was also a study room in the inner courtyard. Mo Xiao wanted to see if the original owner had left notes or something. She still had some doubts about the original owner's death, and the original owner's cloth bag actually contained needles and tweezers, which made her very curious.

Regarding the cloth bag, she asked Licorice and the shopkeeper. Both of them said that the cloth bag was handed down by the original owner's father Mo Wen, but they had only seen Mo Wen and Mo Xiao use silver needles, and had never used the embroidery needles and knife tweezers inside. This time they also saw Mo Xiao rescue the dogwa and realized that those things could be used like this.

Mo Xiao didn't know if the original owner Mo Xiao knew how to use these, but she was sure that Mo Wen would understand. Maybe she could find something in the study in this inner courtyard.

When Licorice heard Mo Xiao leave, she held her round belly and said, "Okay, I'll follow the lady to take a walk as a food meal. Let's start with this flower hall."

Licorice only knew that the lady had lost her memory and probably wanted to learn about the inner courtyard again, so she took Mo Xiao's hand and took her to walk while introducing all aspects of the inner courtyard.

It starts from the east wing where they are.

Licorice said again: "Every room in the clinic is mainly practical and there are not too many decorative things. In the past, some people asked the lady to ask the shopkeeper Liu to take it to the pawnshop. In the words of the lady, it is better to clean it up less. Sometimes, there is a lot of customers in the flower hall, so it is considered a little storefront."

Mo Xiao looked at the flower hall. The so-called storefront was just something that ordinary people often placed.

In addition to a round table and four square stools in the flower hall, there is something on the side of the main wall.

A painting hung in the middle of the wall, which was a rootless orchid.

A few orchids and two orchids have simple composition and stretched out the orchids, full orchids, and the orchid leaves do not cross each other. The brushwork is calm and smooth, upright and vigorous, and graceful and changeable.

Mo Xiao's mother is a painter with a name. She has painted paintings with her mother for several years and has also known some famous Chinese paintings. Because of her small figure, orchid rarely paints alone. Although the strokes of this orchid are simple, she looks like she has a sense of pride and aura jumps up from the paper.

It’s just that the painting has no signature or the poem is written, it seems to be written improvised.

"Who painted this painting?" Mo Xiao asked.

Licorice said: "I don't know, the shopkeeper Liu said he had asked the master, and the master only said it was given by a friend and did not give him a name. Because the first few years of the clinic, the shopkeeper once suggested changing the work of a painter with a bit of fame in contemporary times, but the master insisted not to change it, saying that this painting was much better than those famous paintings. The lady also liked this painting before, and it turned out to be hung in the middle hall, because after the master's wife passed away, the middle hall was no longer there, so she changed it to the flower hall. The lady moved the painting from the middle hall to the flower hall and placed it."

Mo Xiao nodded, "Yes, I like it."

She looked down again. The lower head of the painting was a long table. A pair of white porcelain vases were placed on the table. One was filled with peacock feathers and one was inserted with several scrolls. A tall flower table was placed on each side. A thin-waisted hexagonal purple clay pot was placed on the flower table. The ink orchids were growing in the pot, and a few flower swords were drawn high, and the dark purple flowers were leaping in sequence.

Don’t laugh at the flowers, but don’t laugh at the licorice.

In the eyes of licorice, her lady is becoming more and more like this orchid. She stands quietly, but she can always reveal a kind of agility that others do not have, or her confident eyes when diagnosing a disease, or her neat technique when she takes a knife and stitches.

"This is..." Mo Xiao pointed to the small door on the left hand side of the flower hall.

"This is where the lady usually meets the shopkeeper and some private customers." Licorice pulled Mo Xiao in.

Entering the door is a four-flowered screen, a picture of a pharmacist collecting herbs on the north wall, a square table in the middle of the picture, two chairs of the Grand Master beside the table, and an Arhat bed under the west window.

The layout is really simple. The pharmacist picture should be the kind of imitation paintings on the market. The strokes are very stiff and rough, just to make things on the wall not show up in space.

"Where are there?" Mo Xiao pointed at the opposite side again at a glance.

"There is the lady's study over there."

"Oh, go and have a look." Mo Xiao took the lead and walked out of the door.

The beginning is also a four-flowered screen. Bypassing the screen, it is a row of bookshelfs arranged from the top of the wall to the end of the wall.

The bookshelf is full of books, and some of them cannot be placed on the shelf and are placed in the box below because they are all out of the box surface, and the lid cannot be closed and they are all open.

By the west window is a desk with four treasures of the study and several books that are probably reading recently.

Mo Xiao walked up to the desk and looked through the books. One of them was the original owner's diary. The content mainly recorded some things that happened that day. There were not many other things, and even the shopkeeper said that the troublemaker was making trouble. It was mainly based on the gains of seeing a doctor and diagnosed the disease. It was considered a medical memo.

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In the words of the lady, it is better to clean it up by less dust. Miss Mo's theory is great, but it sounds a bit sour.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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