The divine doctor and son-in-law of the best goddess

When Lu Qing and Qiaoer return home, they will inevitably pass through the crowded and bustling West Market.

Walking on the streets paved with bluestone strips, my ears are filled with the cries of hawkers and the sound of bargaining.

Both lively and fun.

Passing by a familiar snack shop, the shopkeeper greeted warmly, "The guest officer is here to buy snacks for your little lady again?"

"Yes." Agreed, then turned to look at Qiao'er who was looking at the snacks with sparkling eyes, "You can take whatever you like."

"Grandpa is so kind, thank you Qiaoer for the reward."

The little girl happily picked out the snacks she liked, and she didn't forget to take the one from her little sister Xiu'er.

The shopkeeper quickly packed the package for her, "Chenghui 140 Wen."

Lu Qing paid the money happily, and the shopkeeper didn't forget to say, "The little Hakka lady is so lucky to have such a good husband who loves her so much."

"The shopkeeper is really discerning. Our uncle is a very good person and treats our lady very well." Speaking of her lady, even Qiaoer, who has never been very talkative, feels honored and proud. He held his head high.

Lu Qing smiled helplessly, put away his purse and continued to wander.

Seeing her uncle gone, the little maid picked up a big bag of snacks, and trotted to catch up with her.

This time I bought a lot of snacks, Qiaoer is not tall, a large bag of snacks almost blocked her sight.

"Come on, let me lift some for you, so as not to stumble when you can't see the road clearly."

"No, no, how can I ask my aunt to carry something? Qiaoer can do it. There are usually more ledgers than this, and Qiaoer can hold them. What are these things?"

Ignoring the little girl's stubborn mouth, Lu Qing directly took off the top few bags of snacks and held them in his hands, pretending not to hear her screaming from behind, and walked forward on his own.

Seeing that she really ignored him, she followed behind with her mouth pouted, and whispered a few words from time to time.

Most likely the young master is not like a master at all, he even grabs the maid's work, and so on.

In Lu Qing's eyes, she is just an underage child, so why would she care about trivial matters with her.

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Back in the mansion, Lu Qing habitually took care of her small medicine garden, picked off the herbs that were ripe and edible, and replanted some medicines with a short growth cycle that could mature before the snow fell.

After she finished watering and fertilizing, the sun was already in full swing, and she couldn't keep her eyes open due to the scorching sun.

Fortunately, her medical and martial arts skills are profound, and her ability to resist cold and heat is far superior to hers. Otherwise, this wave of high-temperature operations would be enough to make her sweat profusely.

At this time, she just felt a little hot, not to the point of sweating.

Putting down the small shovel, patted the dirt on his hands, and called Qiaoer, "Go and deliver these medicinal materials to the small kitchen."

"Yes, uncle." The little maid left with a bamboo basket.

Lu Qing went back to the room to do a simple scrubbing, and then went to the small kitchen. She was going to make some cool and refreshing drinks and send them to Rong Jinsi who worked hard all day under the sun.

Refresh her from the summer heat and relieve her fatigue.

The drink with some medicinal materials has a fresh taste, moderate sweet and sour, and a long aftertaste.

Not only is it delicious, but it can also regulate the body, killing two birds with one stone.

It's just that the ancient stove needs to be lit. She fiddled with it for a long time, and her hands were covered with black ashes, but she didn't light the fire.

She had no choice but to call Qiaoer for help. Qiaoer explained to her while pulling out the firewood that was full of the stove.

"Master, you add too much firewood, it won't light the fire, it will just keep smoking. You have to..."

Not long after the fire was lit, Qiaoer only filled two relatively large sticks of firewood into the stove, got up and clapped her hands and said, "Okay, these alone can burn for a long time, my lord, what do you want to do, just tell the servants to do it, don't worry about it." Do everything yourself.”

Lu Qing is still not used to having someone take care of everything, especially cooking food for her little Sisi, and she doesn't want to pretend to be someone else.

"It's okay, you go out first, I will call you again if there is something else."

The little maid didn't dare to go far, and stood at the door of the small kitchen, peeking at what my uncle was busy with from time to time.

In her eyes, my uncle is always mysterious. This time, he boiled and chopped the herbs she planted, added a lot of them to the boiled milk, and added a lot of fruit juice. It was to let her go to the ice cellar to chisel a lot of ice and come back.

Seeing the little maid staring eagerly for a long time, and even running errands for her, Lu Qing generously distributed the two extra bowls of drinks to her.

Holding the cold porcelain bowl with crushed ice, Qiao'er was still a little afraid to eat for a while, who knows if the thing my uncle made can be drunk.

She didn't dare to show it, and slowly brought the bowl to her mouth, staring at Lu Qing, seeing that she was fine after taking several gulps.

Then he closed his eyes and poured a sip into his mouth with a look of generosity to die.

Just after taking a sip, it felt cool and sweet, and after swallowing it for a long time, there was still a refreshing feeling in the mouth, just like drinking some fragrant tea, with a long aftertaste, just one sip is endless aftertaste.

Although she is the young lady's personal servant girl and has quite a status in the Rong Mansion, but ice is expensive in summer, and the masters are reluctant to use more, and it is even more difficult for her as a slave to come into contact with such a rare thing as ice.

The little servant girl sipped it reluctantly, trying to keep the coolness longer.

Lu Qing didn't know the little Jiujiu in her heart, so she quickly drank the ice cream in her hand and urged, "Drink it quickly, and send it to Si Si before the ice cubes melt." Then, he added some ice cream to the ice cream. Ice cubes, put a thick Shu embroidery cotton cover on the porcelain cup, and cover the lid.

Lu Qing, with slender limbs and a tall figure, walked in front with strides like an ostrich. The petite Qiao'er couldn't keep up with her pace, so she could only trot behind her.

Turning around, I saw the sweaty little maid running on a hot day, "Stop following, walk slowly behind, I know the way to Rongji well, and I won't get lost." I really lost to this stubborn The little servant girl was carved out of the same mold as her master.

Seeing that she didn't listen, Lu Qing simply ignored her and let her go.

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Yung Kee Restaurant.

After the fight with Xun Hai's group before, up to shopkeeper Li, down to the waiter in the shop, they all remembered the powerful son-in-law of the Rong family.

Seeing her carrying things into the door, the sharp-eyed Xiaoer immediately came over and greeted warmly: "Master, you are here."

Lu Qing nodded, glanced at the lobby which was not full during the meal time, and asked, "Is your lady in the store?"

Xiao Er hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, I will talk to some shopkeepers on the third floor, and I will take you up here."

Following Xiao Er up to the third floor, Xiao Er gently pushed open the door for a while.

"Master, please, if there is nothing small, go down first."

"Well, go get busy."

Hearing the slight noise coming from the door, Rong Jinsi frowned displeasedly and looked up.

Seeing that it was Lu Qing who entered the door, he couldn't help but relax a lot, "Why is your husband here?"

"The weather is hot, and you are tired from running around outside. I am afraid that you will suffer from heat stroke, so I thought about bringing you some ice cream. I didn't disturb your work." He walked forward and put the porcelain cup in his arms on the table.

Shopkeeper Li waved his hands with a smile and said: "No interruption, even if my uncle doesn't come, we will be over."

Then he turned his head and smiled teasingly at Rong Jinsi, "Then we will do as we agreed before, and we won't disturb Miss and Uncle."

She has been immersed in business for many years, and she has already cultivated a thick skin that is not bad when facing her subordinates. I saw that she didn't even frown, and she still said calmly: "The matter of food is hard work for everyone."

"This is what subordinates should do."

Several shopkeepers bowed their hands and retreated. Only Rong Jinsi, Lu Qing, and a small light bulb Xiu'er were left in the room.

Lu Qing handed the opened porcelain cup and spoon to her, and said dotingly in his eyes: "Come and taste, this is ice cream I personally made for you, try to see if it suits your taste."

Maybe she didn't even feel it herself, only when she spoke to Rong Jinsi, would she reveal her tender side.

Xiu'er, who was belatedly aware of it, just realized something, and quietly backed away.

"It's a hard job, husband, and I still have to worry about my concubine. The small kitchen is hot. Next time, my husband will order it directly, so I don't need to do it myself." Holding the porcelain cup and looking at the ice cream that is constantly emitting a sweet smell, I can't tell. the sweetness.

Scoop up a spoonful and put it in your mouth, the cold, sweet taste burst in your mouth, sweeping away the sluggishness and hotness before.

Happily squinting his eyes like a little milk cat, savoring the different taste carefully.

"How about it, have you eaten the sorbet I made, do you still want to eat the sorbet made in the small kitchen?" She scratched her upturned little nose, a little arrogantly proud.

"My husband's craftsmanship is good. I'm used to eating ice cream made by my husband. What should I do if I can't eat it in the future?"

For some reason, the five-year contract suddenly came to mind, and he said this out of nowhere.

The originally good atmosphere was just destroyed by himself.

A little annoyed, but also a little uncomfortable in my heart.

Even the sorbet made by my husband was no longer fragrant, so I put the porcelain cup back on the table with dejected eyes.

The momentary downcast expression, no matter how well she concealed it, could not escape Lu Qing's eyes.

Gently holding her sweaty little hand, whispering softly, "I am willing to be Si Si for the rest of my life."

Rong Jinsi raised her eyes in disbelief, and suddenly met a pair of tender eyes.

The strong nostalgia in the bright starry eyes attracted her deeply.

Before they knew it, the distance between the two gradually narrowed, and their lips were about to touch each other. An untimely knock on the door broke the charming atmosphere.

Rong Jinsi regained consciousness and sat up straight like an electric shock, Lu Qing sighed regretfully, really wanted to drag the guy who ruined her good deeds out and beat him to death with a stick.

"Come in." Rong Jinsi took a deep breath to calm Xiao Lu's restless heart.

A pair of phoenix eyes looked straight at the door, but the blushing little face showed the master's turbulent mood.

Lu Qing looked at her a little shy and beautiful side face with some amusement, probably annoyed by her.

A small hand squeezed her thigh, Lu Qing grinned in pain, not daring to look at it unscrupulously, but his peripheral vision could not leave for a moment.

The person who entered the door was none other than Rong Jinsi's lazy cousin Rong Qingping.

I saw him rushing in aggressively, pointing at Rong Jinsi with a folding fan in his hand and cursing: "Well, Rong Jinsi, you don't care about such a big thing as not being able to receive food, and you still have the heart to talk here like."

His eyes glanced at the porcelain cup that was still exuding a sweet smell on the table, and he was even more angry, "I really don't want to say anything, Bingche, do you know how hard it is to find ice merchants now? If you don't want to take care of the clan Zhongye, get out of here as soon as possible."

One end of the folding fan almost touched the tip of Rong Jinsi's nose.

Lu Qing really wanted to say a few words of justice for Xiao Sisi, but as the son-in-law himself, he had no right to intervene in family affairs.

When she opened her mouth, Rong Qingping took advantage of it and accused Xiao Sisi even more viciously.

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The author has something to say:

small theater:

Lu Qing: "Sisi, don't stop me, and see if I don't beat him to death."

Rong Jinsi: "Why beat him up, don't get your hands dirty."

Rong Qingping: "You two bitches, if you have the ability, beat me to death!"

Rong Jinsi suddenly let go of the hand that was holding Lu Qing's sleeve, "I'm sorry for slipping, husband, remember to wash your hands when you're done."

Lu Qing's eyes were fierce, and he was eager to try, "Okay."