Siheyuan: This is really immoral

It would have been fine if I didn't stop Yi Zhonghai, but I had to stop Liu Haizhong who had a sullen face.

Seeing Liu Haizhong about to walk past him, Yan Bugui smiled warmly and said with concern: "Haizhong, I think you also need to buy a bicycle. You see, it's so hot. How about I give you a ride?"

"Humph! I just feel that I am in good health and don't need a bicycle to get around, otherwise I would have bought one a long time ago."

Yan Bugui just smiled at this. Anyway, he had already avenged the grudge he had suffered many years ago. He continued to say in a rage:

"Hainan, I've done a lot of research on bicycles, so I definitely know a lot about them. How about I come to your house during dinner and give you a detailed explanation? It will definitely help you buy a bicycle in the future."

Liu Haixin was so angry, you evil four-eyed guy, you have both bad ideas and a thick face. After humiliating me, you still want to get a free meal, right?

"That won't bother you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Haizhong went out with his hands clenched. Yan Bugui was so happy in his heart that his only regret was that he didn't get to have dinner at the Liu family.

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the other side.

Outside Qinjiazhuang.

After Lin Zhuang waited for a long time at the place where Qin Huairu and the others got off, the bus they were riding slowly arrived.

Xiaodang was held in his arms and seemed to be sleeping soundly. Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru came down and rubbed their swollen buttocks at the same time. Their faces turned pale, and it was obvious that the bumpy journey was very uncomfortable.

While pushing the cart, Lin Zhuang asked them, "Why don't you take a rest over there?"

Qin Jingru dry-heaved a few times and said, "Why do I feel dizzy and want to vomit every time I take this car? It's so uncomfortable, even more uncomfortable than working in the fields for a whole morning."

Lin Zhuang certainly knew that this was the so-called motion sickness, but there has never been a good solution to this problem.

Qin Huairu first took out the kettle, took a sip herself, and then handed it to Qin Jingru, saying:

"Jingru, drink some water to calm down. This place is very close to home. Let's rest when we get home."

In the end, the motion-sick Qin Jingru was put on Lin Zhuang's bicycle, and Lin Zhuang pushed her home. The weather was too hot, and he really didn't dare to let someone who was so motion-sick walk.

After arriving at Qinjiazhuang, Qin Huairu first put Xiaodang on the bed, and then helped Linzhuang to settle Qin Huairu. Qin Huairu wiped the sweat from her forehead and spoke to Linzhuang.

"I'm going to the field to call my parents. If I don't tell them, I guess they won't come back at noon and will stay in the field."

"Okay, I'll put the things you brought in the house."

After Qin Huairu left, Lin Zhuang put the things in the shade and heard Qin Jingru talking to him.

"Brother Linzhuang, can you help me get the medicine in the jar in the drawer?"

Lin Zhuang followed the direction of her finger, opened the drawer, took out an iron jar, and asked:

"What's in this?"

"It contains a herbal ointment made by my father. It can be used when you have a heat stroke or feel dizzy. It is quite effective."

Lin Zhuang opened the tin and saw that it was full of green Chinese herbal medicine. Although the word "paste" is not right to describe it, it can be seen that it was not simply crushed and put in there.

Lin Zhuang handed the jar to Qin Jingru. She pinched a little bit with her hand and put it on her philtrum, close to her nose. It seemed that this was not the first time she did this.

With his sensitive sense of smell, Lin Zhuang smelled a strong scent of Chinese herbal medicine when he opened the iron can, which was like the smell of grass mixed with a fresh fragrance.

After Lin Zhuang covered the jar and put it back in place, Qin Jingru's complexion seemed to have improved a little, and her lips regained some of their redness.

"Jingru, you seem to be much better. The medicine your father made is quite effective. Was he a barefoot doctor?"

"No, this is something he learned from an old man. Everyone in our village knows how to make it. It's just that many medicinal herbs are hard to find now. They will be easier to find in spring and autumn."

Time passed by minute by minute. Unexpectedly, Qin Huairu had not come back for a long time. Qin Jingru had already recovered but had not seen her yet. Qin Jingru thought for a while and said.

"He must have gone to look for the other kids. Shall I go prepare lunch first?"

Coincidentally, just as Qin Jingru finished speaking, Qin Huairu came in with two little brats whose clothes were covered in mud. They were Qin Huairu's younger brothers and sisters.

"Linzhuang, have you been waiting for a long time? These little bastards were playing too crazy, and it took a lot of effort to find them back."

Then he continued to ask, "Are you hungry? Jingru, take them both to get some food. I'm going to prepare lunch now. Mom and Dad won't be back until later."

Qin Jingru took the two dirty kids and said, "Where did you get into this state in such hot weather? Didn't I tell you that it was too hot at noon and you were not allowed to go out to play?"

The two little bastards defended themselves aggrievedly:

"Yes, we didn't go out at noon. We went out early in the morning. We just haven't come back yet."

"..."

Qin Huairu was speechless for a moment. She took the bags that Lin Zhuang had placed next to her and went to the kitchen.

Lin Zhuang was wandering around the Qin family with nothing to do. He looked left and right, but only the ointment interested him a little.

After opening it, I put it to my nose and sniffed it carefully, then touched my chin.

He discovered it! He understood it.

One of them is a mint-like herb, and the others are of course... I have no idea.

After taking out a little more, he flattened it on the back of his hand and studied it carefully. He found that it was green and nothing else. He couldn't help but ask the system.

"Brother Tongzi, what's the ingredient here?"

"Ding! What are you made of?"

How can this system curse people without using any curse words?

"I am your host, what are you?"

"Ding! What kind of component are you asking the system what kind of component is?"

"..."

Soon, Lin Zhuang lost interest in it. After putting the jar back in the drawer, he turned around and went to the kitchen to see Qin Huairu cooking.

After entering the kitchen, Qin Huairu was picking vegetables, which were small wild vegetables commonly found in the fields. The kettle boiling water next to her was steaming on the fire. She asked:

"What are you going to have for lunch?"

"Boil a few boiled eggs and wash the vegetables. I'll wait for my mom to come back and ask her to do it."

......

When lunch was ready and served on the table, Father Qin asked:

"Where did these eggs come from? Oh, why did you boil them like this? You should keep them for the hens to hatch. Why is this such a waste? You, you have had too much of a good life in the city, you... Oh!"

Father Qin became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and was obviously blaming Qin Huairu and her sister for not knowing how to live.