Tang Guihua wore a ginger-yellow narrow-sleeved and high-waisted skirt today, which made her face look more delicate. She walked in carrying a food basket, took a deep breath, and said with a sweet smile: "Qi Xiaolang
Jun, I brought you something to eat. What the third brother in the family did before was a bit inappropriate. I have already told my aunt and scolded him..."
Qi Jing didn't care what she said. He looked at the anxious Qi Yang and showed a thoughtful expression. The next moment, he stood up directly, took the food basket and said, "Thank you!"
Tang Guihua was surprised and happy, "Little Prince..."
To be honest, Tang Shiyue thinks that this kind of name in this era is really very attractive to Su!
Qi Jing had already put the rice on the table and said, "Ayang, come and eat."
Little Qiyang became visibly calmer. He wanted to stay down with an expressionless expression. Tang Shiyue knelt down and put on his shoes. Then he sat down at the table, took the chopsticks handed to him by Qi Jing, and took one bite at a time.
I ate slowly, my bandaged hands a little clumsy.
Tang Guihua twisted her waist and sat aside, "Xiao Langjun, is your brother feeling better?"
Tang Shiyue wanted Xiao Yao'er to come and eat too, but Xiao Yao'er had always been extremely afraid of this little aunt who loved to pinch people, so she didn't dare to live or die. Tang Shiyue simply led her out and washed her carefully with water from the village doctor's house.
Remove the messy hair from your face, comb it with your fingers, and comb it twice.
She usually wears her hair combed, which is similar to the modern double bun, but now one of the small hairpins was mostly burned by the fire. As soon as she untied it, her hair fell out.
Tang Shiyue looked at the hair on the ground and took a long breath.
But considering that she was only twelve now, she calmed down again, pulled her hair to one side, pulled it into a bun, and tied a swallowtail with a handkerchief.
When Tang Guihua saw that Tang Shiyue had wisely avoided going out, and she and the Qi brothers were the only ones left in the room, she immediately became elated and shyly lowered her head and said, "Qi Xiaolang, what do you want to eat? I'll bring it to you at noon."
Qi Jing stared at Qi Yang and said, "No need."
Tang Guihua said: "You don't have to be polite to me. We live in the same village. It's all fate. There are no other people in your family, so it's only right for me to help you... I don't mind, just say it."
Qi Jing stopped paying attention to her. After Tang Guihua finished speaking and waited for a long time, he didn't answer. When Tang Guihua raised her head, she saw him looking straight at Qi Yang.
Tang Guihua hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Qi Yang.
The clothes on the back of the child were cut open and powdered with medicine was sprinkled on it. He looked messy and expressionless on the front. He was eating his meal solemnly without moving his eyes, just like a wooden person.
He is indeed a fool.
A trace of disgust flashed in Tang Guihua's eyes, but she smiled patiently and said kindly: "Xiao Langjun, you like to eat this eggplant bream, my sister will help you hold some." She picked up the chopsticks next to her and said,
I held a chopstick for him.
Qi Yang's movements suddenly stopped.
He quickly threw away his chopsticks, jumped off his chair, and retreated to the corner to avoid the plague.
Tang Guihua's chopsticks hadn't even left his bowl, and she was so embarrassed that she stared at him.
Why is this little bastard so unpleasant! If he hadn't been seen as Qi Xiaolang's younger brother, she would have slapped him to death!
Qi Jing glanced at her coldly, and Tang Guihua quickly adjusted her expression and forced out a smile again. Qi Jing quickly put the cups and plates back into the food basket, then put a piece of broken silver on the lid and handed it to her: "
Please come back."
Tang Guihua said anxiously: "I'm willing to help you cook for free! As long as you don't ignore me again in the future!" She lowered her head shyly.
After not hearing his answer for a long time, when Tang Guihua looked up again, he had already walked to Qiyang's side and comforted her softly.
Tang Guihua said unwillingly: "Qi Xiaolang..."
Qi Jing didn't even look back. Tang Guihua waited for a while and had to carry the basket out angrily. She saw Tang Shiyue and Tang Shiyao standing at the door of the kitchen, talking to the village doctor's wife. Tang Guihua gritted her teeth and rushed to Tang Shiyue.
In front of her, he threatened fiercely in her ear: "Damn girl! Don't hook up with Qi Xiaolang while I'm away! Otherwise, I'll strangle you to death!"
"Strangle me to death?" Tang Shiyue said, "I'm so scared!"
Tang Guihua was startled and looked back quickly. Seeing that there was no one at the door of the wing, she breathed a sigh of relief and said angrily: "You little girl, you don't know what is good and what is good!"
If the quarrel continues, word will spread that the aunt and nephew are fighting for a boy, which is good or bad. Tang Shiyue then smiled and said: "Thank you, little aunt, for teaching me. I won't talk to my outside husband too much."
Tang Guihua didn't hear her sarcasm. When she saw that she was submissive, she sneered: "You'd better remember!" She left in a hurry.
The village doctor's wife curled her lips in disdain and muttered: "Young lady, I don't even want to lose my face for a foreigner who comes from nowhere! Just scratch her like this... tsk tsk!"
Tang Shiyue just pretended not to hear, and the village doctor's wife cooked some food. Tang Shiyue's sisters and Qi Jing all ate. Qi Yang clearly didn't eat enough just now, but he didn't eat even if he was asked to eat.
After dinner, Qi Jing borrowed the mule cart belonging to the village doctor's son and prepared to take Qi Yang with him to the town.
And Tang Shiyue also remembered the small goal between them. But the family has not been separated yet, and even if she has money, the medicine garden cannot be obtained, so she can only complete another small goal before the small goal...
So she borrowed paper and pen from the village doctor and wanted to write down the medicinal materials she needed. After picking up the pen, she remembered... She was illiterate. Although she had the Chinese skills, looking at this era
There’s basically no pressure on her in traditional regular script, but she still can’t write it.
I was stunned for a long time while holding the pen, and then I heard Qi Jing say: "What do you want to write? Can I help you write it?"
Tang Shiyue nodded and was about to hand out the pen when he saw Xiao Qiyang rushing in quickly, jumped on the chair, grabbed the pen, and looked at her with bright eyes.
Tang Shiyue said in surprise: "You can write?"
Qi Yang nodded vigorously, while Qi Jing silently looked at this strange brother who competed for favor, feeling very sad...
Tang Shiyue didn't care so much and said happily: "Then, can you write well? If you can write, just write. It doesn't matter if you can write or not. You are only so young!" She gently touched his arm,
On the other hand, he said: "Ginseng, angelica root, immortal grass, schisandra chinensis..."
Little Qiyang's hands were obviously still bandaged, but he wrote very quickly and correctly. Tang Shiyue was so happy that he praised him repeatedly.
Probably after hearing the name of the medicine, the village doctor came over in surprise: "What are you doing?"
Tang Shiyue smiled and said: "Nothing, just buying it for fun."
The village doctor snorted twice and went to look at the piece of paper. Tang Shiyue was not afraid of him reading it. Anyway, even if he knew the whole formula and didn't know the specific operation process, he still wouldn't be able to figure it out.
She is going to use it to make wine.
In this era, there were tiger bone wine, snake wine, and chrysanthemum wine, all of which were simple and tasted bad. What she wanted was fruity medicinal wine.
She lived in an era when the handicraft industry was in decline. When she was filming a TV series, she met a man named Du who owned a private restaurant. He had a unique skill in making fruit-flavored medicinal wine, and he depended on the sourness, sweetness, and taste of fruits.
There are no less than 300 formulas for different types of cold and warm. Health medicinal wine is available everywhere, but it is really the only one that tastes so good.
Grandpa Du from that family liked her very much and taught her a lot without any secrets. There must be more than a hundred kinds of them, and he learned and applied them. Although many fruits are not available in this era, the ones that are available here are not available in modern times.
!
Tang Shiyue happily gave the list to Qi Jing, and then handed the basket over, patting it gently suggestively. Qi Jing nodded, and then stepped back and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Mr. Qi."
The Qi brothers left, but Tang Shiyue was still weak after having a fever. After taking medicine, she planned to continue working as a village doctor for one day, giving herself a sick leave so that she could hand over the money when Qi Jing came back.
Wow! I feel so happy just thinking about it.
And at this moment, Mrs. Li, the second roommate of the Tang family, quietly entered the Tang family's dilapidated house. (To be continued)