Jun Ziqian almost suspected that the Doudou in her mouth was not a human being.
Moreover, she was only treating people in the village, which does not mean that she is proficient in this medical skill.
Is this little girl really innocent, or is she just pretending to be stupid?
She always speaks half of her words and hides the other half, making it difficult for people to see and understand.
Should I trust her?
At this time, even if you search for your senior brother all over the world, you may not be able to find him.
The whereabouts of his senior brother, who likes to travel around mountains and rivers, are difficult to determine. He has no patience to wait for his senior brother to come to diagnose and treat his damaged tendons.
Could it be...that we can only bet on this little girl?
Jun Ziqian closed his eyes, feeling extremely confused.
Ye Youlan put away the needle bag, glanced at the sweating man in the bucket, and said with a smile: "You soak it first, and I will cook. After you soak it, there will be something delicious to eat."
After saying that, he went into the kitchen and got busy.
delicious?
Jun Ziqian slowly opened his eyes, his beautiful brows almost coming together.
Like yesterday's potatoes and porridge water?
In a village where ordinary farmers live like this, the food produced cannot be compared with what I usually eat.
Jun Ziqian sighed in his heart, since he was here to recuperate, he shouldn't worry so much.
After soaking for a while, Jun Ziqian felt his whole body relaxed a lot, so he got up and put on his clothes.
The people in the kitchen were still busy, so he leisurely sat on the chair by the window, picked up the teapot and poured some water.
This little girl's family was so poor that they couldn't even afford tea, so they had to make do with water.
But this water is a little different, sweet and refreshing.
I feel something is different but I can't put it into words.
I stretched out my hand to hold it out of habit, and suddenly realized that the jade fan I carried with me had fallen somewhere.
Even if there is one at this time, it can only be used as a fan.
He reached back his hand, shook his head, and smiled bitterly.
When Ye Youlan walked out with the food, she saw him drinking water, with a graceful and leisurely smile on his handsome face carved from beautiful jade.
Unhurried, calm and elegant.
The indescribable elegance and nobility in his words and deeds make people feel happy just looking at him, and they cannot bear to disturb him.
Ye Youlan's eyes sparkled like stars, and she said with a smile: "Brother Yanzhi, it's time to eat."
That soft "brother of feast" made Jun Ziqian pause slightly in his hand holding the cup.
It seemed like she recalled that day when the little girl innocently said she wanted him to be her husband.
Could it be that this little girl hasn’t given up yet?
Putting down the cup, he looked up and saw the little girl bringing the food to the table. He glanced at it.
Steamed buns, bean dregs cake, egg custard, minced meat porridge, served with a side of boiled green vegetables and pickles.
It's simple, nutritious, warm in color, and exudes an alluring aroma, making people extremely appetizing.
It can be regarded as a home-cooked dish that can be eaten by normal small farmers.
It's actually much better than yesterday.
The little girl put a bowl of minced meat porridge in front of him, "Brother Yanzhi, try it quickly, it's delicious!"
Delicate and weak voice, sweet and soft.
Jun Ziqian glanced at the porridge in the bowl and said nothing.
No matter how delicious it is, can it be cooked by a royal chef?
He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a plain bun, slowly put it in his mouth and took a bite.
It's just a side dish...
Um?
Junzi raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't expect that the buns were stuffed with mushrooms and winter bamboo shoots, and with a few drops of sesame oil, they tasted particularly delicious.
Use a little flour and eggs to make bean dregs cake, which is crispy and crispy.
The minced meat porridge is both thick and fragrant.
He has always been picky and wants everything he eats to be exquisite and delicious.
Just now I thought that the little farmer would only need to force himself to feel full for a while, but he didn't expect that he would take a few more bites as soon as he ate.