Space peasant girl: I performed surgery in ancient times

Chapter 14 Only One Bed
The night in the country is very peaceful.

Yu Qingqing raised her head, and through the window, she found that the sky was very low, and she could clearly see the stars on the night, shining brightly. This kind of night made her heart calm down, and the sleepy bugs also ran out.

In order to lose weight, she used her obese body to do a set of yoga, but she couldn't bear it any longer. She was already staggering from sleepiness, and at the moment when she fell into a dream, she didn't wait for Zhao Ziqi to come back.

When I was half asleep and half awake, I felt fingers touching my forehead. There was something sticky, slippery, and cool on my forehead, and there was a cool wind blowing across my cheeks... so comfortable.

The next day.

In early summer, in the early morning, the rooster crowed, which disturbed the birds in the country. The birds twittered and woke up the big yellow dog in the village. up.

Yuen Long's skin is cool, and it feels good to hold... hug again... Wait, is Yuen Long so strong?

Yu Qingqing realized something, opened her eyes, and met Zhao Ziqi's gaze. Her body of two hundred catties was like a sloth, and she hugged Zhao Ziqi like a tree.

"Morning, I'm going to cook."

She wanted to get up quickly, but she was too fat, and the more anxious she was, the harder it was to get up. In the end, Zhao Ziqi kindly picked him up and put him down. She patted her face to calm herself down. Only then did she realize that the corners of her mouth were full of saliva. He bowed his head and said thank you, but didn't dare to look at Zhao Ziqi's face.

Is she this shy who traveled from the 22nd century?
Or is it because of myself being two hundred pounds more stressful? !
Losing weight has become urgent...

Yu Qingqing used the leftover rice from yesterday to cook some porridge.

Zhao Ziqi finished eating quickly, picked up the bow and arrow on the wall, "I'm going hunting, and I'm going to the town to change some things, I won't be back for lunch, you and Yuen Long..."

She gave him a reassuring look, "Okay, be careful on the road, I will take good care of Yuen Long."

The porridge in the morning was the last bit of rice in the house. Zhao Ziqi was a little worried about what Yu Qingqing and Yuen Long would eat at noon. Thinking of her ability to eat and drink in the past, she didn't worry too much, because Yu Qingqing kept hugging her when she was sleeping. Looking at him, he didn't dare to get up. It was already late to go up the mountain to hunt, so he didn't delay any longer.

Yu Qingqing watched his back disappear into the narrow path, she let out a long sigh of relief, and then hugged Yuen Long, "Yuan Long, mother is here to teach you ancient poetry."

Now that the family is poor, there is no way to send Yuen Long to a private school.

She can only teach herself first, she doesn't remember the four books and five classics, and when she has money, she will buy books. She will teach Yuen Long three hundred Tang poems first, and let Yuen Long recite one poem a day, and the first poem is Li Bai. of.

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, and bow your head to think of your hometown."

The village is poor, rice paper, brushes and ink are not available. She uses branches to write on the loess in the yard, using traditional characters. She has studied traditional characters when she was familiar with the pharmacopoeia, but she is not sure whether people of this age can understand them.

In ancient times, a woman's ignorance was virtue. In the memory of the original owner, she didn't know how to read and write.

In addition, Xinghua Village is a bit blocked, and Lu Xiucai should be the only one who can read in the village.

Just as Yu Qingqing was about to ask, Wangcai said happily, "Mother, this character reads 'chuang', and my father taught me that."

Zhao Ziqi, how could he know how to read? !
(End of this chapter)