Chongxi little husband

Simply sick!

Dialect doesn't want to listen to this man's nonsense at all, he is still busy.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually listened to what he said casually before, and Zhang Qi's face became ugly.

"Who are you scolding!"

"Who should scold whom."

I don't want to pick up this very familiar dialect, but it's too easy to speak, the words have already blurted out without going through the brain, and the two are already looking at each other and hating each other, so why should he bear it?

So he said what he said, and he didn't want to take it back, but it's better not to talk too much nonsense when dealing with this kind of person.

"I don't have time to talk to you. Grandpa, grandma and guests are waiting to drink water. If you want to be filial, why don't you go?" Fang Yan said and put the jar directly into the other party's arms.

Zhang Qi was stunned for a moment, and then a strange smell rushed straight into his nose, his body reacted quickly and dodged back, even with a wave of his hand.

"What?! Stay away from me!"

Dialect curled his lips, then withdrew his hand and picked up the dirty clothes that Zhang Ji had changed for wiping sweat.

The movement was so smooth that I didn't realize there was something else on my arm until I was done.Looking at the dirty clothes wrapped up like a package by him, he instantly understood what the man said just now, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly.

It turned out to be the case.

"Oh, I borrowed it."

After the dialect finished speaking, he ignored it and walked straight over with his things. Sure enough, Zhang Qi stepped aside in a hurry, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

Zhang Qi obviously really didn't expect that such a little brother would dare to ignore him, and even dare to tease him.

"You!" Knowing that the other party's actions were purely teasing himself, Zhang Qi couldn't help turning around and shouting.

It's a pity that Dialect ignored them and turned into their courtyard gate without looking back, and then there was a conversation between him and his aunt Zhang Xiulian, and it was impossible for him to go back to teach or beat people up in front of his aunt. Take it out.

So he had no choice but to shake his sleeves resentfully and walk to Zhang Ji's house.

He came here because he really wanted to find out what happened. Before the second uncle rushed to the town to say that the cousin was ill again, he came back with the carriage.And after his mother came back from here just now, she was obviously in a bad mood, so he wanted to come over and have a look, otherwise he would rather stay in the room and sleep.

This is a rare and stolen half-day leisure, his mother will not miss him and let him read.

Here, the old man Zhang and his wife were still asking the doctor nervously, and wanted to talk more to make sure their grandson was fine.

"Could it be that the medicine is wrong?" Seeing that the doctor's face was not right, Zhang Luo asked nervously.

The doctor quickly shook his head, "No." It's just that he himself has some doubts in his heart. The pulse of the young master is indeed a bit weird. Because Zhang Ji accidentally contracted a cold earlier this year, his body has been intermittent, good and bad. Bad, they can't give him too strong medicine, basically just give him medicine to warm and nourish his body, so he won't overreact at all.

After thinking about it, he asked cautiously, "I wonder if Young Master Zhang has eaten anything special recently?"

Hearing this, the old man Zhang and his wife were taken aback for a moment, then looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time, "No." Zhang Luoshi replied, "We fry the medicines prescribed by Mr. on time, and the food is also what we usually eat. They are all cooked according to the orders of the master."

"That's right, but his husband is the one who takes care of the step-child recently, but my old lady taught me how to make medicine, and it has never been wrong."

Zhang Luoshi also nodded, "That's right, I watched him cook it before, it's all right, it's not because the family is busy collecting food recently that I handed it over to him, isn't it?"

"No, no, I don't mean that." Thinking about the little brother who had been wiping Zhang Ji's sweat inside just now, the doctor also heard that this family had found a marriage for Zhang Ji some time ago, so this little brother must be The person who came to celebrate.

So he opened his mouth quickly, so as not to harm the innocent child, but before he could explain, the person who came in from the door cut off his words first.

"Grandpa and grandma, according to grandson, this matter must have something to do with that person, otherwise why did my cousin suddenly get sick?" A clear and gentle young voice sounded, and then the tall and straight Zhang Qi walked in, first saluted the two elders, Only then did he politely say to the doctor: "I have seen Mr. Lao, and Mr. Lao has come to visit again. Just now Xiaosheng has listened to Mr.'s words. I know that my younger brother is fine. I am very grateful."

The doctor looked at Zhang Qi, he also knew that the father and son of the Zhang family lived in the town, and not far from their clinic, and because of Zhang Ji, they often saw each other, so it was surprising that he would Come here, we talked a lot on the way when we came here in a carriage together.

To be honest, he still admires Zhang Qi, if he works harder, maybe both father and son are scholars, and this family will be prosperous again.

The old man Zhang and his wife were also very happy to see their grandson.In recent years, some behaviors of the eldest daughter-in-law are not very happy, but because of this eldest grandson who is as smart and hardworking as the eldest brother and Zhang Ji, the two elders did not say much.

"Qi'er, why are you back?" Zhang Luoshi was quite happy at the moment, "Why don't you rest in the house? Have you had lunch yet? Why don't grandma make it for you?"

"No need, grandson has already used it, grandma, don't worry about it." Zhang Qi refused with a smile, "I heard that my cousin had an illness before, and my father and I were very worried, so we came back to have a look, but what Mr. said I'm relieved now, and I'll let my father feel at ease when I go back."

Hearing this, Zhang Luoshi nodded approvingly, "Let you father and son worry about it, it's okay! There are so many people in the family, you can study in the town at ease, and let someone talk to you if you need anything, grandma told your mother Ready to send it to you."

"Thank you, grandma. But grandma, my grandson still feels that this is inappropriate. That brother originally welcomed in the door for the sake of his cousin, but now he has not been here for a long time, and his cousin suddenly became like this when he was well. It can be seen that the brother I didn't take good care of my son. If we come here a few more times, who can guarantee that my cousin can save himself from danger every time?"

"This……"

"And look, this house has been left unoccupied for several years. Grandma, how can you let your cousin live in like this? And how can they take care of their children at home? Look, what if Wouldn't it be too late to regret if anything happened again, how can we be worthy of my aunt and uncle?"

Listening to the elder grandson's slowly analyzing words, and thinking about today's events, Zhang Luoshi's expression changed, and he immediately looked at his wife hesitantly in a panic.

Old man Zhang lowered his eyes and didn't speak, he seemed to be in deep thought, but his face was a little dull.

Zhang Qi looked at them, with a slight joy in his heart but a sincere worry on his face, "Grandpa, grandma..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, there were footsteps at the door again, and the words stopped immediately, and everyone else in the room turned their heads to look, only to see Fang Yan trotting in with a jar in his arms, sweat dripping down his face.

Not without accident, he saw more people in the room, but Fang Yan didn't bother to guess what the person said, so he looked at him with such eyes, hurriedly greeted them and said that he would go in and look at Zhang Ji, and then went back Went into the room.

But the people in the main room thought he was fetching water to wipe Zhang Ji's body, so they didn't stop him.

Zhang Qi wanted to stop it. He was still annoyed when the other party made him lose his composure before, but the dialect moved too fast and didn't give him a chance to speak. He said a few words with an attitude, but the doctor's actions interrupted him again.

Lang Zhong suddenly got up, smiled politely and said: "The old man will go in and have a look."

The old man Zhang and his wife got up quickly, saying words of thanks without stopping them, and at the same time ignoring what the eldest grandson had to say.

When Fang Yan rushed to the bed, he reached out his hand to touch Zhang Jihou's shoulder regardless of whether it was dirty or not. Sure enough, his hand was wet with sweat, and the newly changed clothes must be wet again.But the most important thing at the moment is to give him water, so that he who has been sweating profusely will dehydrate sooner or later and make his condition worse.

So he casually wiped off the sweat stains on his body, quickly took a bowl to pour water, then carefully raised Zhang Ji's head and brought the bowl to his mouth.

"Zhang Ji, get up and drink water."

Probably because he was sweating all the time, he was really thirsty. When the rim of the bowl just touched his lips, Zhang Ji, who was still not very conscious, opened his mouth to swallow the poured warm water as if he understood his words.

Fang Yan was very fortunate that he had boiled water on both sides in the morning, otherwise he would not be able to find suitable warm water to feed people now.

And Zhang Ji didn't use dialect to persuade him after the first sip, he just gulped and drank in a hurry, as if he had been in the desert for a long time and encountered an oasis. In this way, people are fed in with a little tilt.

A bowl soon bottomed out. When Fang Yan was about to let go and pour it again, he was caught by someone. He hurriedly looked down, only to see that the person who should have been stunned opened his eyes at this moment, and his eyes were firmly locked. After leaving him, the innocence of the past was gone, but a bit ferocious. Perhaps after drinking some water, although his throat was still very hoarse, he could make a sound to some extent.

"water--"

Fang Yan hurriedly stroked his hair gently with his free hand, and comforted him: "It's all right, there's still a lot of water, here's some for you."

Maybe it was really effective and he was appeased. Zhang Ji no longer held him, but his eyes still did not leave. Fang Yan simply dragged a stool over and put the water jug ​​on it, so that it would be convenient to take it later, and then let Zhang Ji Leaning against himself so he doesn't have to walk back and forth.

Another bowl of water was quickly poured over, and this time Zhang Ji was also very cooperative, and quickly poured another bowl of water, but he still seemed not satisfied.

Remembering what Fat Chong said to drink more water, the dialect didn't stop him, so he fed him bowl after bowl.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the water he just fed was excreted by the other party again.Because he felt that the place Zhang Ji was leaning against seemed to be wet, not to mention the sticky feeling of the neck that directly touched the opponent's hair while being naked.

But dialect didn't pay attention to this now, because the water in the jar soon bottomed out again.

At this time, Fang Jin, who had been neglected all the time, came over with a wet cloth towel, and carefully wiped Zhang Ji's face. Seeing this, Fang Yan remembered him, and hurriedly said, "Xiao Jin, help brother to talk to Aunt Xiaobao again." Would you like some water?"

"Did stepbrother not drink enough?"

"Ah."

"Okay, I'll go!" Fang Jin nodded quickly in agreement.In fact, he had been staying here before. He was indeed as frightened by what happened today as Zhang Xiaobao. At that time, all the members of the Zhang family came. He didn't dare to stay with those people, so he stayed with his brother secretly Fortunately, none of those people paid attention to him, and he always remembered his brother's words, fed his stepbrother water and then wiped his stepbrother like his brother did.

But he was weak, and Zhang Ji didn't cooperate well at the time, so he didn't feed much, and the water he drank quickly ran out. Fortunately, his brother came back soon, so he had to wash the cloth to wipe his sweat silently.

Hearing his brother's words, he hurriedly gave the cloth towel to his brother, then picked up the jar and ran outside, but almost bumped into the doctor who followed him.

Lang Zhong quickly supported the doll, his face turned pale with fright and he was a little depressed. Is he so scary?But he didn't even notice that there was a little doll in the room before, and just now he had seen the conversation and actions of the two brothers, so he hurriedly reached out to take the jar from the little doll's arms, kindly Said: "Go and help your brother, Grandpa Shui will pour it for you."

Xiao Jin knew that this man was a doctor who could heal people, but his brother didn't speak, so he looked up at him hesitantly and didn't move for a while.

Dialect also noticed the movement at the door, seeing that it was Lang Zhong who came in, he felt a little relieved, if it was Zhang Qi, it would probably be confusing again.

Fang Yan put Zhang Ji down carefully, and came over to take back the jar by himself, no matter what, he could ask the doctor to help fetch water. "Let's go by myself, but I have to trouble Mr. Langzhong to take care of my husband." Saying more names in front of people will become more casual.

The doctor looked at the two brothers, and didn't make them feel embarrassed, and returned the jar without hesitation, still benevolently stroking his beard with a smile and nodding his head in agreement.

"It's nothing, Mr. Zhang is also the responsibility of this old man, and it's also necessary to take care of one or two. Don't worry, brother, let's go change into dry clothes as soon as possible." There are both wet clothes and sweat soaked clothes. Wet, and the smell is not good.

But he is a doctor, he has seen many illnesses and is used to all kinds of smells, so naturally he doesn't care, but when he thinks of the Zhang family in the main room outside, he suddenly feels compassion and wants to say something more.

I didn't want to, but saw that the little brother just smiled, as if he didn't care about his embarrassment at all, he just thanked himself gratefully, and then hurried out with the jar in his arms as before, leaving him and the little doll looking at each other half an hour.

As a result, although the little doll was still a little timid, she went back silently to soak the cloth towel in water and busily wiped the patient's sweat back and forth.

Doctor: "..." Interesting brothers.

Walking to the bedside with emotion, he also took Zhang Ji's hand naturally, resting his finger on his pulse, stroking his beard with one hand, and paying attention to the subconsciously relaxed movement because of his own actions out of the corner of his eye. And try not to disturb my little doll who is still busy, and I can't help but think of my precious grandson.

Can't help but look more and more like it, but the smile on his lips quickly subsided, even the movement of stroking his beard stopped, the expression on his face became more serious, and he changed his hand to explore again after a long while.

In the end, he simply let go, raised his eyelids and opened his mouth skillfully to check the coating on his tongue.

"strangeness."

The doctor checked it out, and couldn't help murmuring, with a strange expression on his face, as if surprised.

"What, what's wrong?"

Suddenly a timid voice sounded from the side, and the thoughtful Langzhong looked down, but it was the little doll who had been avoiding him far away, looking at him worriedly.

"Is step-brother seriously ill? Are you going to die?" Fang Jin was almost crying in fright. He didn't dare to say the latter sentence aloud, for fear that if he said it loudly, step-brother would really become like that.He still remembered that when his grandparents were sick, the doctor who came to see the doctor had the same expression, and then his grandparents never came back just like his father and father.

The older children in the village said they were dead.

So if you don't come back, it means you're dead?

So is the step-brother also going to leave him and his brother?After getting along these days, he somewhat likes this brother.

Lang Zhong was taken aback, apparently he didn't expect such a small baby to understand this, but he quickly recovered and comforted him: "It's okay, your stepbrother is fine, he will be fine soon."

Indeed, if he is not mistaken, the young master's veins are indeed healed. Although it is not obvious, it is faintly strong, stable and no longer weak or intermittent. Sometimes it is difficult to detect.And it seems that even the serious illness of the past two years has been ruled out following today's peculiar profuse sweat...

sweat?

Lang moved in the middle, and looked carefully at Zhang Ji's face again.

Before, he just thought it was the sweat caused by his sudden body pain, and he only paid attention to check the condition for a while.

Sure enough, his crafting experience is still not good enough!

Lang was ashamed in the center, feeling a little emotional, and then carefully took Zhang Ji's pulse again. This time he looked at it for a long time, and he didn't let go until the dialect came back, and then he smiled and got up to get out of his seat and go out.

The dialect was a bit inexplicable, and seeing Fang Jin's teary face, he couldn't help being startled again, and he didn't know what was going on until he asked, and he believed ninety percent of what he said to the fat bug.

Looking at Zhang Ji who seemed to have fallen asleep again, he suddenly had complicated thoughts, but Fat Chong kept asking him to drink more water so that he could recover quickly, so he had to wake him up again and continue to feed him water.

Lang Zhong went back outside, this time before the two elders asked, he congratulated first; "This old man wants to congratulate you two, Mr. Zhang will recover from his illness soon."

The old man Zhang and his wife were taken aback for a moment, and then there was a burst of ecstasy.

"Really?! My grandson finally..." Because he was too excited, he stuttered.

The doctor understood it very well, and nodded with a smile, as if he was relieved, "Yes, it was like that before, maybe it was a sudden symptom of recovery, but now it is no serious problem, as long as it is taken good care of and recuperated, it will definitely recover."

Hearing this, the two elders couldn't help weeping with joy, and Zhang Luo even hugged his little grandson and kept saying "thank you for God's blessing".Old man Zhang also wiped his face on the spot, ignoring the tears on his hands, and thanked the doctor excitedly.

The dark clouds that had accumulated in the hearts of the two elders for more than two years finally dissipated today. Thinking of their daughter and uncle who passed away unexpectedly, the two finally felt that they had not let them down.

The two elders who were too busy to get excited didn't notice the other eldest grandson who also heard the good news but became weird. Zhang Luoshi told his wife incoherently: "Hurry up, tell Xiao Er and them quickly, and go to fix some things right away." Thank you Mr. Langzhong for the food, old man, you are here to greet Langzhong, I will go to the vegetable field to pick vegetables, by the way, I will go to the village to ask who has meat and I will exchange some..."

Old man Zhang didn't stop his wife from talking, and he himself did the same, and even added, "Yes, yes, let's borrow a jug of wine and celebrate today."

It seems that the precious grandson has recovered now, the two elders only cared about being happy, and did not give the doctor a chance to refuse at all, even Zhang Qi was ordered by the old man Zhang to go to the village head's house to borrow wine.

The dialect in the room only heard a sudden noise coming from outside, and then it became quiet again. Out of doubt, he took the time to take a look, and found that only Lang Zhong was sitting outside drinking water.

Zhang Xiulian, who had just brought water, had already been called by her mother-in-law to help.

Langzhong found him right away, and seemed to be waiting for him specially, Fang Yan just poked his head out, and saw him smiling and waving at him.

Dialect hesitated for a while and walked over, "Sir."

The doctor looked him up and down, and after a while he kindly said: "Don't be nervous, little brother, I just want to ask a question."

"You say."

"I just want to know if Mr. Zhang has eaten anything special recently?"

Dialect's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the doctor's kindly eyes, with a little puzzled look on his face. He frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head, "No, I followed my grandmother's and aunt's instructions. Husband eats other things." He gave an example of the food he fed to Zhang Ji every time, "Mr. Langzhong, did I do something wrong? Husband became like this?"

The doctor frowned after hearing this, and after a while he realized that the dialect was still waiting for his reply with doubts and worries, so he hurriedly smiled and comforted him: "No, you did nothing wrong. Don't worry, Mr. Zhang will be back soon." Well, you're taking good care of yourself."

Dialect whispered in surprise: "Really?"

"Well, yes, I will continue to take care of you carefully in the future."

"No problem! I should." Dialect jumped a little in surprise, and then seemed to realize his abruptness, and immediately thanked him in a low voice with some embarrassment: "Thank you, Mr. Langzhong, I, I will go and see my husband again."

"Well, let's go." The doctor smiled, and then looked at the little brother's slightly excited back, and couldn't help feeling a little bit in his heart, and then couldn't help wondering if he was being overwhelmed.

According to the two parties, Zhang Ji did not take any medicine, but he got better all of a sudden, which is too bizarre, but just now he looked carefully, but he couldn't see any traces of whether he had taken the miracle medicine.

The doctor couldn't figure it out, but in the end he could only suppress the doubts in his heart, and concluded that it was indeed a miracle, maybe it was the blessings of his parents who appeared in the sky, and made their son heal all of a sudden.

Even so, he still couldn't help paying attention to the series of Zhang Ji's family and dialect taking care of Zhang Jishi, but no matter how much he searched until Zhang Ji recovered, he couldn't find out.

***

Afterwards, the dialect continued to follow Fat Chong's instructions, and fed Zhang Ji the bud tip twice. At first, he was still worried, because the doctor's question that day was obviously suspicious, and he didn't want to feed it anymore, but the bug It kept chanting in his ear again, so he had to carefully feed it at night for the sake of cleanliness. After that, Zhang Ji sweated all night again, but his reaction was not as scary as the first time, so it didn't arouse other people's ideas.

On the contrary, Zhang Ji's complexion seemed to get better with the discharge of those sweats. After dialect experienced two scares and witnessed the effect, he didn't hesitate when Canbao took out the bud tip again.

Seeing the dialect being fed again, Canbao gnawed on the green leaves and finally let the two go.

[Okay, just let him take care of himself slowly later, otherwise the old man will find out if it’s too soon. ]

People are already suspicious.

Dialect fed Zhang Ji two more cups of water (Because the bowl was too inconvenient, Dialect took the time to make a few out of the remaining unbatched bamboo joints to use as cups, and Zhang Ruixiang bought a set of teacups when he saw him later. ), couldn't help complaining.

And Zhang Ji, who is getting more and more energetic, will shake his head and say that he will not use it for the time being, "It's too late, you should take a rest too."

What surprised Zhang's family even more was that after this attack, as Zhang Ji improved, his mind also cleared up, and his speaking tone was no longer that of a child.

The Zhang family will only be happy when they see each other and don't think too much about it, but taking care of him every day is more clear about all the dialect changes of the other party, looking at this man's more energetic eyes, the suspicion when they first met came back inappropriately.

I always feel that something is not quite right.

It's just that Zhang Jihe, who is getting better and better, follows Zhang's family who are happy every day like a new year, and who are more kind to him and Fang Jin, dialect bury this doubt.

Anyway, as long as no one notices his little tricks, it's fine. Although it seems that people attribute all this to the good marriage and treat him like a benefactor, which is a bit different from his original intention, but the ultimate goal is almost achieved. , let’s not mention it for now.

Thinking of Zhang Qi's face that became colorful when everyone attributed it to Chongxi's success, Fang Yan felt a little embarrassed.

Ah, sure enough, for people who have a bad aura, making the other party unhappy is really pleasant!

The Zhang family seemed to be full of energy when the weight was lifted on their heads. From the old to the young, they got up early and worked hard every day, even though they were so tired that they could hardly straighten up and their faces were tanned, The smile on my face never stopped.

As the grain in the field gradually decreased, the amount of millet in the yard and barn at home increased day by day. Zhang Ji could only lie on the couch and watch his family busy every day to get up and down the field and then to walk. Everything was going well. direction is advancing.

When the first heavy rain came in autumn, the villagers basically harvested the grain in the field, and most of it was dried and put into the warehouse.

People who have been busy for more than half a year looked at the heavy rain outside, with a relaxed expression on their faces, and then the joy after the harvest.

It was rare for the Zhang family to be at home on this day. Zhang Ruixiang and old man Zhang dug out the farm tools that had been busy for so long before, polished them, and repaired them. Although they were not really idle, they were sitting at home after all.

Zhang Xiulian also took advantage of this spare time to dig out the clothes that she was too busy to mend before, and stitched them together. By the way, she also sewed some seasonal clothes for her family, especially her son Xiaobao, who has grown taller in the past six months.

On the other side, Zhang Luo also mends old clothes for himself and his wife, and occasionally chats with his wife.

Zhang Xiulian sewed up her husband's trousers with a long slit, and shook her hand to the open space to check carefully to see if there was anything missing. Thinking of something, she hurriedly said: "Mother, it's going to be cold soon, shouldn't it be?" How many pieces will you make for your step-er?"

Zhang Luoshi rubbed the needle on his hair twice, and he responded casually, "I told your sister-in-law about this a few days ago, and asked her to give the boss a message, and I guess I will be back in two days gone."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiulian nodded and didn't say much. Two days ago, sister-in-law Zhang Liushi did go to the town to deliver freshly harvested and dried rice to her man and son. Thinking of the woman's complacency when she got on the bus, she almost went to heaven. Zhang Xiulian pouted in her heart.

Although the man in her family is not educated, fortunately, both the man and the son are by his side, which is much better than the other party!

It is also because the big house has not been here for the past two days that this home is really much more peaceful.

Zhang Luo looked up at the yard, and suddenly said to his youngest son, "Xiao Er, your old husband's house has been harvested? It seems that it hasn't been harvested before, why don't you go and have a look? Don't let the rain take away the food." Spoiled."

Zhang Xiulian's chest felt tight when she heard the words, but it wasn't anything else, she glanced at her mother-in-law with slightly red eyes, then quickly lowered her head without saying a word of agreement.

Zhang Ruixiang, who was sharpening his scythe at the door, hurriedly responded, "Mother, I know. I went to see it before it rained yesterday, and I have already taken everything back."

Hearing this, Zhang Luoshi nodded, "That's good, your wife's family helped our family a lot before, so go to the town tomorrow to weigh some meat and send it back."

"Hey!"

"Mother, why do you need to do this? Now my mother should blame me." Zhang Xiulian hastily declined.

Zhang Luoshi glared at her, "Why don't you need it? You young people are just ignorant, these are all needed, remember to know in the future."

"I remember, mother."

Zhang Luoshi patted her with some relief, and said earnestly: "Not only your natal family, but also your sister-in-law. Before, people came to help us first regardless of their own family. No matter what, we are all grateful for these things. In a village, it is better to be happy than to be sad.

Your sister-in-law did a good job at this. "Waving his hand to stop what the daughter-in-law wanted to say, he said lovingly.

"Mother knows about your temper. You just can't bear the anger, and you're straight. You'll get angry at someone, so sometimes you won't suffer if you bear it properly."

"Mother..." Zhang Xiulian couldn't help but her eyes were red.

"You are just like my second child, so it's no wonder that the whole family doesn't come in." Zhang Luoshi patted her hand again, and suddenly changed his tone, "Actually, it's also true that my mother praised you so much." Because ah, the old lady is not worried about anything, in the future, our family and the stepsister will need the help of the two of you."

"Pfft!" Zhang Xiulian was inexplicably moved at first, but then she was a little speechless, sad and funny, all kinds of feelings squeezed together, and finally burst out laughing without being serious.

When she realized that the other party was her mother-in-law, she couldn't help being embarrassed and annoyed. Fortunately, Zhang Luoshi was not annoyed at all and patted her on the knee again.

"That's right. My mother is getting old, and her eyesight is not good. I'll trouble you to make clothes for my stepson and brother Yan, Xiaojin."

"No problem, I'll do it for them tomorrow." Zhang Xiulian nodded in agreement, put away her thoughts and thought for a while and said, "Mother, those pieces of embroidery that my step-in-law gave me last time."

"Oh, I put them all away, why do you ask about this?"

Zhang Xiulian smiled embarrassedly: "Mother, you know that my embroidery work is just average, otherwise Ruixiang's clothes wouldn't always be broken so quickly haha...

I saw that the clothes worn by Brother Yan and Xiao Jin must have been sewn by his sister, so I wondered if I could learn from them? "

"Hey! Mother thought it was something, and I will bring it to you later. But after all, it is the wish of the in-laws, so I have to keep it."

"of course."

Zhang Luoshi quickly came out with a few pieces of cloth, flipped through them and praised: "Don't talk about it. I didn't have time to look at it carefully at the time. The stitches and embroidery are really good, no wonder The old people in Pingsha Village said so."

As he said, he put it in the arms of his daughter-in-law, and couldn't help but remind him to put it away.

Zhang Xiulian also flipped through it carefully, and said a few more words of approval, and suddenly thought of something and said with some uncertainty: "Mother, since my sister's craftsmanship is so good, will you talk about my brother?"

Zhang Luoshi was also taken aback when he heard that, "I haven't heard of that." But thinking of the taste of cooking in dialect, he couldn't help but feel a little uncertain, "Maybe, but you don't have to care about it, no matter what, you can wear this clothes Just do it, and they won't mind."

"Ok."

***

Dialect here is helping Zhang Ji to walk carefully around the main room, while Jin and Zhang Xiaobao above the table are feeding Canbao with a broad leaf.

Can Bao is also very fair, gnawing here and there, the gaps of the two leaves are almost the same, this kind of scene happens every day, but the two little ones don't seem to get tired of it, they show up on time every day.

After walking for a while with the support of Fang Yan, he couldn't control himself and slipped away. Unknowingly, the strength of the support loosened, and it was almost Zhang Ji who was walking behind.

Zhang Ji didn't bother him either, and turned his head to look after walking around again. Seeing that he still hadn't recovered, he stopped speaking.

"Worried about home?"

It seems that the previous few profuse sweats always left him in a state of dehydration, making his voice hoarse, rough and unpleasant, so the chances of speaking are less when his health is getting better.

He didn't even open his mouth if he could. This worried the Zhang family who cared about him for a while, until the doctor who was invited again said that he was recovering well and his voice was fine.

Hearing this voice, the dialect immediately recovered.

Although he knew that he was only in the period of changing his voice, he shouldn't laugh, but he still couldn't hold back when he heard it so suddenly.

In order to take care of the children's self-esteem, Fang Yan managed to hold back the corners of his mouth that almost rose, and tried his best to restrain his expression and nodded.

"I don't know if my rice has been harvested. My sister is the only one at home, so I'm a little worried."

Zhang Ji looked at it for a while and nodded, "Then go back and have a look, it's not far anyway."

Fang Yan was startled, looked up at him, and saw Zhang Ji's serious face.

Zhang Ji opened his mouth, but he seemed to frown slightly because of the sound, but because he had already spoken before, he seemed to be a little accustomed to speaking again, so he said: "It's all because of me. You have been busy taking care of me since you came to my house. I can't even go home once, it doesn't matter if I go back now, my grandparents won't say anything."

Fang Yan's heart moved, and he was really moved, and the thoughts that had been suppressed before could not help but popped up again, "This...is it okay?"

Zhang Ji twitched the corners of his mouth as if he wanted to laugh, but for some reason he was stiff and unsuccessful, "What's wrong, I'll tell my grandparents when I'm having dinner, and I'll go back tomorrow."

Fang Yan looked at Zhang Ji, feeling a little grateful in his heart, and it was not in vain for him to take care of him so hard these days.

The corners of the lips were raised slightly, the eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and dialect sincerely thanked: "Thank you."

Zhang Ji suddenly turned his head away, and said casually: "If there is anything to thank, it is our family who should thank you."

Fang Yan shrugged nonchalantly, helped him to a chair and sat down, and poured him a glass of warm water. This was a habit he had developed since those few times when he sweated profusely, and he drank a lot of water every day.

The two little ones are also used to drinking more water.Seeing Fang Yan pouring water for Zhang Ji, he quickly put down Ye Zi and jumped off the stool to get his own exclusive cup. Fang Yan then poured half a cup for them all, and then poured it for himself.

It is slightly bitter in the mouth, but after drinking it, it turns sweet from the throat to the tip of the tongue, and it also has the fragrance of leaves, which makes people unable to resist aftertaste.

Zhang Ji took a sip, glanced at the porcelain white teapot, which the second uncle bought for them after seeing the dialect making cups with bamboo joints, looked down at the clear water in his cup, and said nothing.

This is the dialect explaining that he picked it up the mountain by accident, and he is not well-known. He picked some up after smelling the fragrance and tried soaking it in water to drink, but he didn't think it tasted good.

The Zhang family did not suspect that there were indeed some people in the village who would go up the mountain to pick some wild tea and drink it at home, so they did not doubt his words.

But Zhang Ji knew the taste.

This time he drank it in one gulp, Zhang Ji took the teapot and poured it himself, and helped his younger brothers to refill it by the way.

Tea is just tea, anyway - it really tastes the same as tea.

Thinking of Mr. Langzhong's expression after drinking by chance last time, Zhang Ji slightly twitched the corner of his lower lip, and stopped thinking about it.

The author has something to say: the content of the treatment is pure nonsense, don't be serious-_-||

Received the document: "Monster Farming, Get Rich! "

Luo Chuan: Others farm and raise pigs, cattle and sheep, but I grow... Warcraft?

All Beasts: No!We are demons~ we are not demons!

a bare land

Luo Chuan: How do we cultivate the land?

The cub with the two small corner bags held its head high: Me~ the cultivated land is on me!

Luo Chuan: ...

A group of emaciated cubs waiting to be fed

Luo Chuan: How to raise these?

Skinny little milk dog with big eyes: Me~ I...

"..."

Luo Chuan turned around and left, what kind of land is this, what kind of breeding!He wants to change places! ! !

All the cubs swooped: Whoa!don't go!We really can do anything if you give us something to eat...

Luo Chuan: ...

Luo Chuan, who was tightly surrounded, felt a headache when he saw the weird animals crying beside his legs.

The result of being soft-hearted is that in this place where no birds shit and no grass grows, the pitiful days of farming and raising animal cubs start to make a fortune.