In fact, you can feel that the man's strength is much lighter, but it still hurts. It's that sore, swollen and numb feeling, as if someone has ants digging into your bones.
"It hurts, it hurts, please be gentle! Ah, it hurts so much..."
In the wing room, Ling Chunhua looked at her father with round eyes, "Dad, what are aunt and others doing?"
Ling Jiang covered his daughter's ears and said, "Auntie and your uncle are playing around."
Ling Chunhua frowned in confusion, "But I heard my aunt yelling that it hurts. Isn't my uncle bullying my aunt? Dad, let's go help my aunt!"
Ling Chunhua said as she was about to get out of bed, and Ling Jiang quickly pushed her daughter back into bed.
"Chunhua, don't go. I'm going to take a look. You stay in the room. It's cold outside. You'll get cold if you go out."
If you catch a cold, you will catch a cold, and if you catch a cold, you will spend money.
Ling Chunhua's little mind calculated very clearly, and she obediently wrapped herself in a quilt and waited in the room.
Ling Jiang put on his cotton-padded jacket and went out, but instead of going to Yun Mo's room, he went in the opposite direction to the warehouse.
Before Ling Jiang finished smoking his cigarette, the movement in Yun Mo's room stopped.
Hiss, so fast?
His brother's health doesn't seem to be doing well.
Ling Jiang looked at the dark sky and felt a little worried.
Perhaps because she got used to the strength of Lingchuan's hand, or because the painful area was rubbed away, the pain in Yun Mo's arm gradually became less intense, and she even felt a little indescribable relief.
Looking at the man's focused and serious eyes, Yun Mo suddenly remembered her wedding night. She yelled when she fell down, and Li Li next door misunderstood what the two were doing.
She seemed to have screamed louder just now than that night. My eldest brother and niece must have heard her, right?
Yun Mo's face suddenly became hot, "Lingchuan, brother, you won't misunderstand what we are doing, right?"
Lingchuan raised his dark eyes and looked at her, "What's the misunderstanding?"
Under the light, the man's eyebrows were deep, and his eyes seemed to be condensed with light, but also showed confusion.
Yun Mo tried her best to ignore the rising heat on her face and shook her head calmly, "It's nothing. Are you done rubbing it?"
Lingchuan hummed softly and pinched her arm with his rough fingertips, "Does it still hurt?"
"A little bit."
"Then I'll add some medicinal wine and knead it again. After it's completely kneaded, you'll feel hot and numb."
"oh."
By the time both arms were rubbed with medicinal wine, it was almost 12 o'clock.
As the man said, both arms felt swollen, hot, and numb, but there was no pain.
Smelling the indelible smell of medicinal wine, Yun Mo slept until dawn.
When she got up, she deliberately moved around. Although her arms were still a little sore, she didn't feel any pain.
After Yun Mo washed up, changed clothes and went out, she found that today's breakfast was particularly rich.
There are eggs, steamed buns, sesame seed cakes, eight-treasure porridge, and forgetting these, there is also a pot of fresh, thick and oily chicken soup.
"Brothers and sisters, don't sit still and eat. It will get cold in a while."
Looking at Ling Jiang's beaming face, Yun Mo couldn't help but wonder.
"Brother, is today a good day?"
"What about that, sister-in-law, don't you have to take the exam? Make more delicious food to replenish your body, so that you can get good results in the exam."
While talking, Ling Jiang picked up a bowl and helped Yun Mo fill the soup. After filling the soup, he didn't forget to put a large chicken leg in it.
Yun Mo was doubtful, but the chicken soup was really good. There were ginger slices, angelica root, yam, red dates and wolfberry in the soup.
Drinking a bowl of hot chicken soup like this in the middle of winter is simply not very comfortable.
"Brothers and sisters, does it taste good?"
"Yeah, it tastes good."
Ling Jiang suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes, "If it tastes good, just drink more. I've stewed it in a big pot."
After saying that, Ling Jiang turned around and picked up a large bowl, filled it with soup, and brought the full bowl to Lingchuan along with another chicken leg.
"Kawako, come on, this is yours."
Lingchuan subconsciously declined, "Brother, give the chicken legs to Chunhua, I can just drink the soup..."
Ling Jiang stopped his movement, "You eat, Chuanzi, it's time for you to replenish your body."
Lingchuan looked at his eldest brother inexplicably, and slapped his chest with his hand, "I'm in good health, I don't need any supplements."
Ling Jiang's face showed an unpredictable expression of "see through but not tell the truth", "Oh, just listen to big brother, Chun Hua only needs one wing."
Ling Chunhua followed suit and said, "Auntie and uncle eat chicken legs, and dad and I eat chicken wings!"
"Chunhua is right! Okay, Kawako, you can eat it, it will become fishy when it is cold."
Seeing this, Lingchuan didn't refuse anymore, picked up the chicken leg and started to chew it.
Chickens in this era were fed purely with grains and vegetable leaves, and the meat quality and taste were countless times better than the feed chickens raised in farms in later generations.
Even without dipping in condiments, the white flavor tastes particularly fragrant.
That's right, Yun Mo always felt weird in her heart, but she couldn't explain why.
After eating, Yunmo put on her schoolbag and went out. Lingchuan sent her to the station as usual.
“Where did the chicken come from this morning?”
Lingchuan was equally confused, "I don't know, when I got up, my eldest brother had already stewed the chicken."
Yun Mo looked at him, "Did you say something to eldest brother?"
"No."
"Then why does the eldest brother stew chicken for us so early in the morning?"
Although the two brothers made some money during this time and lived a better life than before, they were not wealthy enough to eat chicken early in the morning.
"Maybe my eldest brother feels that you have been working too hard during this period. You are running a factory and making snowflake cakes, and you also have to worry about your studies. I am worried that your body will collapse."
Yun Mo wanted to say something else, but the tram came, so she had to wave her hand and hurriedly got on the bus.
When Lingchuan returned home, Lingjiang was pushing his bicycle and getting ready to go out.
Ling Chunhua followed the bicycle with a small schoolbag on her back. When she saw Lingchuan coming back, she said in a sweet voice: "Uncle, I'm going to kindergarten."
Lingchuan touched his niece and said, "Good boy, Chunhua, go to the door and wait for a while. I'll say a few words to Dad."
"oh."
After Ling Chunhua walked out of the door, Ling Jiang was the first to speak, "Kuanzi, I heard it all last night. The eldest brother is someone who has been there before and understands. But you still have to take it easy in the future, my siblings are still young..."
Ling Chuan's face slowly turned red, and he finally understood why Ling Jiang made chicken soup so early in the morning.
"Brother, it's not what you think. Momo hurt her arm while making snowflake cakes two days ago. I helped her knead the medicinal wine last night."
"Were you making medicinal wine last night?"
The disappointment on Ling Jiang's face should not be too obvious, "Just rubbed the medicinal wine? Nothing else?"
Lingchuan was silent and his handsome face turned red to the root of his neck.
Ling Jiang sighed sadly, "Kuanzi, you said that you and your siblings have been married for half a year. If you tell me, people will laugh at you."
The embarrassment on Lingchuan's face slowly dissipated, and his usual determination and seriousness returned to his face.
"Brother, what other people say is other people's business. I have no control over it. Momo will take the college entrance examination in half a year. I can't help her, but I can't hold her back."