Zhuo Yiqing was born in a martial arts family. He started practicing martial arts at the age of three. It has been a full twenty years. Now that the foundation of the twenty years has been destroyed, no matter how good his physical fitness is, he will not be able to recover within three to five days.
During the time when Zhuo Yiqing was resting in bed, Wen Ai kept running back and forth to take care of him, bringing him tea and water, making medicine and porridge, and even chatting with him to relieve boredom, that was hard work, careful and thoughtful.
However, Wen Ai didn't know much about this world, and the memories of this body were basically all those medicinal materials and prescriptions. Now that he really wanted to raise a topic, he really didn't know what to say.
Fortunately, Zhuo Yiqing has never been a talkative person, leaning on the bedside and told him a lot of funny stories about Jiang Hu, Wen Ai sat on the small bamboo stool beside the bed, leaning on the edge of the bed with her elbows, holding her little face in her hands , Hearing that is called a relish.
The more fascinated he was, the more excited Zhuo Yiqing was talking. This night, he didn't know who was entertaining who.
The rivers and lakes are so big, and the stories can never be finished. Seeing that the night was already deep, Wen Ai wanted to continue listening, but her eyelids kept falling down because of sleepiness.
Zhuo Yiqing gently pushed him: "Let's stop here tonight, you go back to sleep."
Wen Ai rubbed his half-closed eyes: "I'm not sleepy, you continue talking."
Zhuo Yiqing flicked on his forehead: "You can't open your eyes, even if I continue to talk, you won't be able to listen."
"Who said that, you just said that Ghost Face sneaked into Luo's house, and then planned to kill their whole family for revenge." Wen Ai retorted, "I can hear you clearly."
Zhuo Yiqing gave him a funny look: "That was a quarter of an hour ago."
Wen Ai was stunned: "Impossible..."
Zhuo Yiqing pushed down Wen Ai's hand that was still resting on the edge of the bed: "Okay, go to bed quickly, I'll continue to tell you tomorrow."
"Okay then." Wen Ai stretched his waist and stood up from the small stool, with a sticky voice, "Tomorrow I have to start again from the part where Ghost Face wants revenge. I don't remember the rest..."
Zhuo Yiqing nodded: "Okay, I'll help you remember."
The story has been told for ten nights, and Zhuo Yiqing has basically recovered. Although he has lost his powerful internal strength, in terms of physique alone, he is still much stronger than ordinary people.
Zhuo Yiqing wandered around the inner valley, familiarized himself with the terrain, then went back to Wen Ai's bamboo house, and looked from room to room. When he saw the kitchen, he found a pile of medicine jars by the stove. , There is a lot of dried medicinal juice left on the tank, it is black and dirty when you look at it.
Zhuo Yiqing casually lifted the ceramic lid of a medicine jar, and before he even bent down to smell it, a strong rancid smell hit his face, causing him to jerk his head back, his eyes were I can't open it.
These medicine jars were left by Wen Ai when she helped Zhuo Yiqing decoct medicine some time ago. She was too tired to take care of her, and Wen Ai couldn't spare the energy to wash them, so she simply treated these medicine jars as disposable and threw them away when they were used up. Beside, prepare to clean up when you are free.
It has been several days since the last decoction, and the medicine jars are still abandoned here, which shows that Wen Ai doesn't want to face this mess, and if he puts it down, he will have to grab the disciples who came to Neigu to sweep the floor and let others help washed.
Zhuo Yiqing turned around and went back to the house to find a piece of cloth, wrapped it around her face and covered her nose, and cleaned the pile of jars quickly with her hands and feet.
After Wen Ai found out about this, it was like opening the door to a new world. You said that Zhuo Yiqing is strong and has all the hands and feet, so it doesn't make sense to stay in the valley to eat and drink for free
After thinking this through, Wen Ai began to slowly assign chores to Zhuo Yiqing, such as drying medicine, grinding powder, rubbing pills, as long as he could push them to Zhuo Yiqing, he pushed them all out. Whether it was physical work or delicate work, Zhuo Yiqing basically picked them all up alone, and Wen Ai just talked about it, ordering others to do this and that, so relaxed and happy.
The system said quietly: "A few days ago you cried and said that you wanted to make the male lead luckier and suffer less, but you just showed me this?"
Standing by the window, Wen Ai looked at Zhuo Yiqing who was busy in the yard, and said solemnly: "In life, one is born to work. Look at how happy he is doing it."
At this time, Zhuo Yiqing just finished picking the last bucket of water, put down the shoulder pole, wiped the sweat with his arms, and grinned at Wen Ai, looking really happy.
The system only felt that its display screen was going to be blinded by flashing, and went to play the game without saying anything.
This afternoon, Wen Ai woke up from her afternoon nap contentedly, walked out of the room, and found no figure of Zhuo Yiqing in the area of the bamboo house. She was wondering, but when she turned around, she saw Zhuo Yiqing's direction from the other side of the lake When he came back, he carried two fish in his hand, both of which were quite big.
Wen Ai ran over curiously, bent down to look at the mouths of the two fish that were still moving, and asked Zhuo Yiqing, "Did you catch it in the lake?"
"I caught it with a bamboo pole." Zhuo Yiqing raised the fish a bit to facilitate Wen Ai's observation, "I caught a lot, and I kept these two big ones, and put the small ones back."
Wen Ai patted Zhuo Yiqing on the shoulder: "That's amazing!"
Zhuo Yiqing smiled triumphantly: "Brother will make fish soup for you tonight."
Wen Ai glanced at him in surprise: "The young master of Juanyun Villa can still cook?"
"Young master, I am ranked third." Zhuo Yiqing carried the fish and walked into the kitchen, "Whether you will do it or not is two different things. Few people in the world have tasted my cooking skills. You will be lucky tonight." gone."
Wen Ai followed into the kitchen, and dug out the leftover condiments that Master used to cook in the corner. Zhuo Yiqing took them over and looked at them, and after making sure there was no mold, she put them on the stove.
What he caught were two crucian carp. The fish heads were cut off to make soup, and the fish bodies were thrown into an iron pan to be braised in brown sauce. Although the seasoning was too simple, but with the umami flavor of the crucian carp itself, the final dish was no different. go.
Zhuo Yiqing brought a dish and a soup to the table, Wen Ai aligned the chopsticks neatly, and impatiently put a piece of braised fish in his mouth.
Zhuo Yiqing sat down beside him: "How does it taste?"
Wen Ai narrowed his eyes happily: "It's delicious!"
"That's right, my brother's cooking skills are good." Zhuo Yiqing took Wen Ai's bowl to help him hold the soup, "Sip it a few more times before swallowing it, the crucian carp has many bones, so don't get stuck."
Wen Ai nodded, took the soup bowl, and took a sip of the thick, white and fragrant fish soup, feeling so refreshed that his scalp tingled.
The disciple who came to deliver dinner tonight was Xiao Se. When she knocked on the door and came in, there was already a large pile of fishbone in front of Wen Ai. Two fish weighing more than two catties, one and a half went into his stomach. He couldn't eat anything else.
Zhuo Yiqing drank some soup just now, and now seeing the dishes brought out by Xiao Se, she couldn't help being a little hungry, so she picked up the rice bowl and started to fill her stomach.
Xiao Se was about to leave after completing the task, Zhuo Yiqing called her to stop in time, and asked her to bring some commonly used oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, onion, ginger and garlic when delivering breakfast tomorrow.
Xiao se agreed and wrote it down firmly.
This one in front of you, it sounds like a medicine man, but look at his treatment, he lives in a big room, is dressed in high-quality brocade, moves freely, looks healthy, and those who don’t know think it’s raised by the owner of the valley. What about male pets!
Little se is an ordinary Zedui, she can't tell if Zhuo Yiqing is heavenly, but she can be sure, as long as he has such a healthy physique, it must not be Dikun.
If it’s not Dikun—
Xiao Se's eyes turned back and forth between Wen Ai and Zhuo Yiqing. His valley master seemed to be the one below. No matter in terms of figure, appearance, and temperament, they all—
Quite a match
Oops, what happened to her suddenly wanting to cover her heart and scream
Wen Ai, who was rubbing his stomach, knew nothing about Xiao Se's inner world, and he was still smacking his tongue to savor the delicious fish soup.
Wen Ai picked up the chopsticks and picked up a large piece of meat for Zhuo Yiqing, and asked expectantly, "Take me fishing tomorrow?"
Zhuo Yiqing raised her eyebrows: "Did you have a good time tonight?"
Wen Ai blinked and blinked: "It's enjoyable, but I want to enjoy it again tomorrow."
Zhuo Yiqing laughed all of a sudden: "Okay, brother will take you to have fun tomorrow."
The next morning, just after breakfast, Wen Ai urged Zhuo Yiqing to go fishing, so that he could cook the fish before lunch.
Zhuo Yiqing was sitting in the yard tinkering with things, raised her head and glanced at Wen Ai next to her: "Wait a minute, I'll make a little thing first."
Wen Ai squatted down, touched the bamboo strips and old clothes on the ground: "What little thing?"
"You'll know it when you look at it."
Zhuo Yiqing picked a tough bamboo strip, bent it into a circle, and tied the end to end with a thin rope, then wrapped the old clothes around the bamboo circle to form a pocket, and tied a lot of small pockets at the bottom of the pocket with scissors. Hole.
Wen Ai looked at it for a long time, then hesitated: "This is... a fishing net?"
Zhuo Yiqing reached out and touched his head: "The little brain is still quite smart, I made it for you, just take this and scoop it into the water later."
"Then are you ready?" Wen Ai reached out to grab the fishing net in Zhuo Yiqing's hand excitedly, "Let me see."
"Wait a minute, it's still close." Zhuo Yiqing avoided Wen Ai's hand, quickly added an extra handle to the bamboo ring of the fishing net, and then stuffed it into Wen Ai's hand: "Okay, let's go. "
The two walked towards the lake together, Wen Ai was like a child out on an outing, waving the fishing net while walking, and excitedly said: "This can be used to catch butterflies in the future!"
Seeing his joy, Zhuo Yiqing smiled, "How old are you, and you still catch butterflies like a three-year-old kid?"
"I don't know, rare butterflies can be used as medicine." Wen Ai snorted, "I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to catch fish!"
As he said that, he accelerated by himself and ran towards the lake.
Zhuo Yiqing raised the corners of her lips and raised her feet to catch up with the cheerful figure in front of her.