"Are you in the water? Are you okay?" Tang Qingying hurriedly found a towel to wipe him.

"It's okay. I just saw a fire duck egg. I went to pick it up." Han Qiwu grinned and smiled with a big white teeth, "It's not cold now. I'll get my clothes dry later. Let's go down the mountain to move things."

Seeing this, Mr. Hong Mei hurriedly said, "No, no, there are many evil winds in the mountains. You have to wipe them dry before leaving, otherwise your mouth and eyes will make you crooked and your saliva will be drooled every day."

"Yes, what if you have a stroke!" Tang Qingying nodded in agreement, took the towel in her hand and continued to help Han Qiwu wipe it.

Han Qiwu smiled helplessly and could only sit honestly.

While drying her body, Tang Qingying muttered a few words from time to time:

"Your hair quality is much better than mine, how can you take care of it?"

"The skin is so good too? It won't turn red after rubbing it twice!"

"Wow! You don't have any pimples on your face."

Han Qiwu felt uncomfortable all over when she finished wiping. She quickly stood up and said, "Teacher Tang, it's actually very simple to achieve this step."

"How to do it?" Tang Qingying asked.

Every girl wants to become beautiful, and she is no exception.

"Diet therapy and exercise." Han Qiwu said seriously, "Simply put, it is to farm and eat by yourself."

"Hey, I think, but now there are a lot of things on hand. My uncle told me a few days ago that I asked me to speed up the test progress, and he looked very anxious." Tang Qingying said helplessly, and then she patted Han Qiwu on the shoulder optimistically, "It's okay, isn't you there?"

Han Qiwu smiled, "Yes, I'm there." After saying that, he remembered the whitening effect of pear blossoms and continued to comfort him: "I'll go back tonight to get you a pear blossom soup that can whiten it."

"Okay, okay." Tang Qingying immediately applauded.

The three of them packed up their things and walked slowly back along the way they came.

After walking for more than half an hour, Tang Qingying, who was holding Hong Mei's arm, said to her in admiration: "My daughter, you are still powerful. I can't walk anymore. If I were too greedy just now, it would be even more difficult to turn back now."

"It's thia. Haste means not reaching. The road is there, just walk slowly." Mr. Hong Mei said with a smile. "My husband looked at the recent weather forecast. The sun is pretty good. I'll come back when you have time. We'll go up the mountain to have fun."

"Okay, my husband is so good." Tang Qingying said with a smile, "I'll let Han Qiwu make delicious food for us at that time."

"Okay." Han Qiwu smiled and continued to collect wild vegetables from both sides of the road.

With the help of the mountain ghost's instinct, he could get two wild vegetables with just one hand.

Very comfortable.

Two hours later.

The tired three were sitting on the motorcycle and preparing to go home. The feed bags on both sides of the back seat of the motorcycle were filled with bamboo shoots, pear blossoms, tender buds and other harvests.

Carrying the sunshine during the day, the road back is stronger than before, and it is much easier to walk.

At this time, the sunlight had become much gentler, and it was warm when it hit the body. Tang Qingying, who was a little tired, leaned unconsciously on Han Qiwu, and slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep with the swaying of the car body.

Han Qiwu felt Tang Qingying's muscles tense nervously when he leaned over, but then he controlled his muscles to relax and focused on carrying the easy-to-go road.

While asleep, Tang Qingying's hand unconsciously reached into Han Qiwu's pocket to stabilize herself.

Mr. Hong Mei looked at her face from behind and couldn't stop.

It took me half an hour to go when I came back, but it took me more than an hour to get to my doorstep.

Seeing that it was almost at the door, Hong Mei patted Tang Qingying on the shoulder and said, "Qingying, wake up, you're home."

"Ah." Tang Qingying reached back and rubbed her eyes, looked around in a daze, and smiled at Han Qiwu, "I haven't been sleeping in the sun for a long time."

"If you want to sleep, go to sleep for a while. I have a recliner." Han Qiwu greeted while unloading the goods.

"It's okay, if you sleep, you won't be able to sleep at night." Tang Qingying smiled, walked into the house, washed his face, and came over to help unload the goods together.

After dividing the things, Hong Mei left with her own share on the excuse that she had something to do. Only Tang Qingying and Han Qiwu were left in the huge yard.

"It's also idle, so why don't you put the bamboo shoots on it first." Tang Qingying thought for a while and said. After that, she began to bend down and peel the bamboo shoots.

"It's okay, keep it behind me and I'll do it myself. You can take a rest." Han Qiwu said hurriedly.

Tang Qingying waved her hand, "I can't help cooking anymore, I can still help with the ingredients."

Han Qiwu couldn't persuade him, so he stopped talking, "Then I'll make a stew to relieve my fatigue and eat it for the evening."

"Okay." Tang Qingying agreed.

Han Qiwu walked into the kitchen, took out pork belly, green beans, and potatoes one by one, and then cooked them one by one, put them in the pot and simmered them in medium heat.

After making this dish that relieves fatigue, he thought about it, took out the pear blossoms and willow buds and started to process it.

Eating willow buds directly will make you suffer, and you need to treat them several times with water.

After finishing all this, he cooked another pot of dragon rice.

Just after finishing all this, a moan of pain came from the yard.

Han Qiwu hurriedly ran out, and saw Tang Qingying leaning on the small chair with pain, putting his right hand on his lower abdomen, and his face was covered with cold sweat.

"What's wrong?" Han Qiwu asked anxiously.

"Come on that, go and take my bag over." Tang Qingying said, gasping and saying.

"Okay." Han Qiwu quickly brought the bag over.

Tang Qingying reached out to take the bag, struggled to stand up and walk into the house.

But under the severe pain, her legs were trembling and she couldn't stand up at all.

"Don't move." Han Qiwu shouted softly, and a princess hugged Tang Qingying carefully.

After taking two steps, he reminded again: "Hold my neck and don't use your waist to force it."

"Yes." Tang Qingying responded embarrassedly.

Han Qiwu carried her into the room, lowered her head and gave her a reminder, turned around and closed the door and walked out.

After returning to the kitchen, he took out the glacial white fish from the storage compartment, took a look at its special effects, and took the knife like an enclave to process it.

After a few steps, the tender white glacier white fish meat flew into the pot and started to boil it quickly.

Han Qiwu walked outside the house and shouted through the door: "Has it been done?"

"Yes." Tang Qingying replied.

Han Qiwu walked into the room with the hot water bag in his hand and asked, "Teacher Tang, have you always been like this?"

"I had dysmenorrhea before, but this time it was particularly painful. I don't know why." Tang Qingying put the hot water bag on her lower abdomen and replied weakly.

"Maybe it's because you're too tired. You have a rest and I'll get you some fish soup later."

"Please trouble you."
Chapter completed!