The daily garden of rebirth

As I said before, although Gu Zhaoyang is young, it does not prevent him from being good-looking at all.At this time, he was standing, holding Tang Qianhe's hand in one hand and holding a needle in the other, and was picking blisters with his head slightly lowered by the oil lamp. Because of the angle, Tang Qianhe could see the other party's bowed head , the long eyelashes cast a silhouette under the light of the oil lamp, and the side face is extremely soft.

The expression on his face was very serious, as if he was doing a very important event, and the movements of his hands were also careful, because Tang Qianhe's palms were already worn out, and some blisters grew directly on the sides. Picking, it will inevitably feel pain.

It is said that ten fingers connect to heart, Tang Qianhe thinks it is true, at least sometimes, his hands will tremble unconsciously, if it is not because of being grabbed, he probably has already taken it back.

Gu Zhaoyang picked up the blisters one by one carefully, and saw that the hand he was holding was trembling unnaturally. He thought it was in pain, so he raised his head, and his tone was rarely so stiff: "Don't move, it will be fine soon."

Tang Qian nodded, trying to restrain the instinct of shaking his hands, because it was really painful.

Blinking his eyes, Gu Zhaoyang looked at Tang Qianhe's pale face, pursed his lips, and remembered what his mother would do when he was injured before, then he raised Tang Qianhe's hand a little too high, while he lowered his head and puffed up his cheeks , blew gently towards the palm of your hand, and while blowing, comforted in a low voice unnaturally: "I'll give you a blow, so that it won't hurt anymore."

Tang Qianhe looked at the child in front of him who was obviously awkward but still trying to blow, and laughed: "Thank you, Xiaoyang, I don't feel any pain anymore."

Hearing this, Gu Zhaoyang raised his head too high again, and then continued to pick blisters at the oil lamp, but his exposed ears were red, obviously what he did just now made him feel extremely awkward.

It took half an hour to pick out the blisters on Tang Qianhe's palm, and then Gu Zhaoyang turned around and took out the gauze left at home before, and wrapped Tang Qianhe's hand into rice dumplings.

After doing this, it was completely dark outside.

After Gu Zhaoyang cleaned up, he turned to Tang Qianhe and said, "Today's dinner will be prepared by me, and your hands should not get wet for the time being."

Tang Qian nodded without brushing off Gu Zhaoyang's concern, "Okay."

At this moment, there was a sound outside the door, and the two people in the room turned their heads together, and saw Gu Zhili standing at the door with Gu Yule in his arms.

When Gu Zhili saw his elder brother and eldest brother in the room, he pursed his mouth and said aggrievedly: "Big brother, brother, what are you doing, I'm hungry..." His stomach was still in good condition before he finished speaking. He grunted twice.

Gu Yule didn't feel hungry because he ate the rice cereal that Tang Qianhe had prepared for him early on. At this time, he was opening his eyes wide and turning his head curiously, as if looking for where the sound came from. the sound of.

After hearing this, Gu Zhaoyang explained: "Tang Qianhe's hand was injured, I was bandaging him just now."

After hearing what his brother said, Gu Zhili walked into the room with his younger brother in his arms, then leaned over to the table and looked at Tang Qian and his hand wrapped up like a rice dumpling, and asked in a low voice: "Big brother, will it hurt? "

"It won't hurt very much." Tang Qianhe touched the head of the child in front of him with his other uninjured hand, and said, "It's just that we can't cook at night."

"It's okay." Gu Zhili said seriously with a stern face, "Big brother will only recover after a good rest."

"it is good."

Tang Qianhe's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and his eyes were very gentle. After he finished speaking, he looked at Gu Yule, who was obediently nestled in Gu Zhili's arms, and saw the little baby waving his small fists, wanting to be hugged by him, with a smile on his face more obvious.

Gu Zhaoyang looked at Tang Qianhe having fun with his two younger brothers, then turned around and walked out. He still needed to make dinner.

Because Tang Qian and his hand were injured at night, there was no way to prepare dinner, so when the food came to the table, there was no usual aroma, and some dishes were burnt, but everyone was already hungry, and everything was delicious, so the three The half-grown child finished dinner quickly and burped.

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The ancient night is silent, only occasionally, there will be one or two frogs.

Standing in the middle of the courtyard, Tang Qianhe looked up at the sky, and saw a bright moon hanging in the sky. It may be because of the fifteenth day, so it is round and bright. It is different from the modern city with bright lights, so the sky cannot see a single star. At this time, The night sky, full of stars, is extremely beautiful.

Tang Qianhe was unconsciously stunned.

Such a quiet night, such a beautiful night sky, it is easy for people to indulge in it and feel very peaceful.

After Gu Zhaoyang washed the dishes, he coaxed his younger brother to sleep again. When he came out, he saw Tang Qianhe standing alone in the middle of the yard, raising his head, staring at the night sky, motionless, like a statue.

He stood there watching for a while, but in the end he didn't go over, but turned and went back to his room.

Gu Zhaoyang, who was nine years old, was loved by his parents like other children of the same age in the village. He didn't need to think about other things at all. He was happy every day and ran all over the mountains and plains with his friends. , he had to change himself, make himself stronger, take care of the family, take care of his two younger brothers——

Therefore, he was forced to hide his true character, hide his child's nature, and make himself look like an adult.

Tang Qianhe was ready to turn around and go back to his room after watching the night sky for a long time. There was neither entertainment nor modern colorful nightlife in ancient times, so he rested very early. After staying here for more than a month, Tang Qianhe also developed the habit of going to bed early It's an early work and rest time, so at the moment, I'm already a little sleepy.

Back in the room, Tang Qianhe didn't lie down directly on the bed, but went into the space with his clothes. He needed to take a shower, otherwise he wouldn't be able to fall asleep at all.

Earlier, Tang Qian and himself made a simple wooden barrel in the space, which was just enough for him to take a bath alone without polluting the water source. Although the spring water in this space is running water, it is flowing all the time, but it is for food Yes, always be careful.

Soaking comfortably in the spring water in a wooden barrel, Tang Qianhe closed his eyes, and began to think about what to do in the future. Wouldn't it be too wasteful if it didn't work for such a treasure?

But how to use it?

There are a lot of fruits and herbs in the space. If you sell them, you can get a lot of money. It should be enough to buy a land in the city and open a small restaurant. However, he doesn’t study finance. He can't do business, not to mention, he can't explain the source of fruits and herbs to others.

Space cannot be exposed.

In addition, he really loves the three children of the Gu family and likes them very much, wants to improve their lives, and sincerely hopes that they can become his younger brother and his relatives, so that he won't feel lonely in a foreign land alone.

After much deliberation, Tang Qian felt that the most feasible method was to take advantage of space and spiritual water to reclaim those wastelands first. They were only four people including Gu Yule who was still in his infancy. The vegetables can be sold in the city, and it is only reasonable to improve life slowly.

What's more, if Gu Zhaoli wants to marry a wife in the future, what if he can't afford the dowry money?

Although thinking a little far, Tang Qianhe thought, didn't they get married at the age of fifteen or sixteen in ancient times, so it took seven or eight years to start thinking, and it's not too early to start thinking now.

After implementing his idea, Tang Qianhe got up from the barrel, took a cloth towel to wipe off the water on his body, changed into clean clothes, and left the space. Although he wanted to pick some peaches, he couldn't explain the source of the things. give up.