Chapter 219: Perhaps It Is the Timidity of Approaching Home?

That day, everyone returned to the Military District Compound, and they all tacitly agreed to keep it from Grandmother.

Grandmother was getting on in years and always worried about the younger generation.

"Are you getting used to staying at Liu Jiumu's house?" Grandmother held An Yinan's small hand and said with a kind face.

The old woman's hair was white as snow, yet her expression was peaceful.

An Yinan nodded with a beaming smile, "Liu Jiumu's cooking is delicious; I didn't even want to come back."

Grandmother tapped her on the forehead, "You little glutton."

After bantering with Grandmother for a while to put the old lady completely at ease, she finally went upstairs.

When she lay on the bed to rest, segments of images began to play in her mind, starting from acupuncture points, to needle insertion methods, and then to the acupuncture techniques corresponding to various illnesses, and so on.

Practice makes perfect.

With the start provided by the Pulse Diagnosis Technique, the Acupuncture Technique now made her feel more at ease.

One night...

To say she slept, she indeed slept.

To say she didn't sleep, her brain had been turning all night.

The Acupuncture Technique was more difficult than the Pulse Diagnosis Technique, requiring more things to be memorized.

"Is Nan Nan not up yet?" When everyone was eating breakfast, Grandmother asked carefully, looking at the empty seat.

Liu Xicai and Yun Fei exchanged a glance; having experienced such a major event at the Liu Family, the child needed a good rest.

"Mom, let's eat first. Nan Nan is preparing materials for her lecture; she's too tired, let her sleep a bit more." Liu Xicai served the old lady soft, well-cooked noodles, which were easier for the elderly to digest.

Grandmother nodded, "She does need a good rest. Such a young child, busy with too many things day after day."

An Yinan slept for a full day and night. When the sunset filled the sky, she finally passed the test and woke up.

Pulse Diagnosis Technique, Acupuncture Technique, what would be next?

She felt a bit of anticipation.

"Look how tired you are. Eat something, then go sleep a while longer?" Grandmother was reading the newspaper in the living room. Hearing the movement on the stairs, she quickly looked up and saw the exhausted-looking An Yinan.

An Yinan clutched her stomach, "Grandmother, I'll go eat first. I'm starving to death. I'll chat with you after I finish."

Grandmother said with amusement, "Slow down, we've saved food for you."

Having taken two days of sick leave, Liu Xicai went to the Ministry of Education early this morning.

Besides the auntie who took care of the old lady, only An Yinan was at home.

An Yinan finished her meal, tidied up the kitchen, and clutched her stomach, which now felt full, "Happiness~"

Grandmother tapped her with amusement, "You!" and continued to pick up the newspaper in her hand.

An Yinan remembered the rewarded Eight Brocades, and although it was marked with a 'poor' grade, it was still a product of the system.

Through the systematic study of the Acupuncture Technique, she knew the acupuncture points on the human body like the back of her hand; now, learning the Eight Brocades actually had a multiplier effect.

In the courtyard, under the setting sun, the young girl was dressed in white. Every move and every stance had a sense of elegance, but if one were deceived by this elegance, they wouldn't be far from death!

After practicing it just once, An Yinan felt warm all over, and sweat had already broken out on the tip of her nose.

"This way of exercising is quite rare." Grandmother had been attracted by An Yinan's Eight Brocades and had long since put down the newspaper, watching that elegant figure under the sunset.

An Yinan smiled, "Grandmother, I'll teach you."

Grandmother waved her hand, "At my age, practicing Tai Chi is just enough; how could I learn this?"

An Yinan walked into the room and pulled Grandmother's arm, "Practice with me!"

Grandmother smiled dotingly, "Alright, alright, don't pull me, I'll practice with you."

One old and one young, An Yinan taught move by move, then corrected Grandmother's posture. Every landing point of the Eight Brocades involved acupuncture points on the body; if not done correctly, the final effect would be greatly diminished.

After one session, Grandmother's face was rosy and covered in sweat, yet she felt much more energetic.

"This... is quite interesting." Grandmother's eyes brightened slightly, and she became more serious.

But Grandmother was old after all; the Eight Brocades had eight sections in total, and Grandmother could barely manage to practice four.

"Tomorrow, let Grandpa Chen practice it too. This is good, this is better than the one I practice. Although the body is tired, I feel like I have energy." Grandmother felt it carefully and said to An Yinan.

An Yinan was a bit expectant; what would the Eight Brocades (Excellent) look like?

It had been almost two months since she arrived in the capital, and it was finally time to leave. She had refined quite a few Health Pills, handed them to Big Aunt, and also sent some to the Chen Family for backup.

She had not only taught the Eight Brocades to Grandmother but also to Grandpa Chen, as well as Beibei and Yun Shen.

Now, during morning exercises every day, everyone would practice a set, and they would be full of energy for the day.

"Sister-in-law." Qin Hao carried a military backpack and got off the jeep.

Today, he was also returning to the Northeast Army Military District.

An Yinan waved her hand, "Off you go."

This time, An Yinan was returning to the Northeast Military Region, and the tickets had long been booked. Because of An Yinan's special status, that soft-sleeper carriage had been booked by the Compilation Bureau, and now with Qin Hao, it was just right.

Yun Fei went to the Compilation Bureau to get the tickets, so the few of them could look out for each other on the road.

"That... can I ask a favor of you?" An Yinan said.

Qin Hao was a bit confused, "What is it, sister-in-law? Tell me."

"About me getting injured, don't tell Chen Xun, okay?" An Yinan smiled. She had been thinking about how to tell Qin Hao these past few days, but she hadn't expected her eldest uncle to arrange for him to be here.

Qin Hao looked at An Yinan, who had a flattering smile on her face; he really couldn't imagine her domineering appearance from a few days ago...

An Yinan had no choice; if that man knew she was injured, he would probably be even more worried about her coming out.

"I'll try?" Qin Hao was also helpless.

An Yinan narrowed her eyes, "Try?"

Qin Hao sighed, "If Chen Xun doesn't ask, I won't say anything, okay?"

This person was the ancestor of cooking; he couldn't afford to offend her, he really couldn't.

An Yinan nodded with satisfaction, "Deal."

The further north they traveled, the colder the weather became.

By the time they were nearing the Railway Station, everyone had long since changed into cotton-padded clothes; looking at the vast white snow outside, Yun Mo said with emotion, "After being away for these days, I actually miss it a little."

An Yinan also nodded; she had been too busy these days and had only written two letters to Chen Xun, but Chen Xun's letters were very regular, arriving at the Military District Compound basically every three days.

"What's wrong, Leader?" Yun Shu, sitting next to An Yinan, asked curiously as she watched the Leader staring blankly out the window.

An Yinan shook her head, "Perhaps it's 'fear of returning home'?"

She missed him.

When she was busy translating, she had no time to think of him.

When she was busy helping the Liu Family, she had no time to think of him.

But when she was finally idle, her mind was full of him.

He had successfully squeezed into her mind and squeezed into the depths of her heart.

"Sister-in-law, you're missing Snow Ghost, aren't you?" Qin Hao asked with a cheeky grin.

An Yinan looked at Qin Hao, "People who talk too much won't get to eat good food."

Qin Hao immediately shut his mouth and made a zipping motion across his lips.