Chapter Seventy-One: Make a copy for the prince
Wang Daqing, his father and son, all went today, and Aunt Daqing took care of the three of them at once, afraid that she would be tired enough.
"We're fine, it's a small injury!" Wang Daqing waved his strong hand, but he pulled the wound and screamed in pain.
"Look at you, your body is bruised, and you are still moving!" Aunt Daqing complained, the three of them had bruises on their bodies, and there were several broken skins, so they had to rest for a long time before they could do it.
"I'm sorry, Aunt Daqing, it's all my fault", Cheng Yangyang was very guilty.
"Then how can I blame you", Wang Daqing's family rushed to comfort her, telling her not to think about it, "If you want to blame Yanjia Village, you can blame Yanjia Village for going too far, how can you beat the little girl like that!"
"How is the little girl now, are you awake?" they asked cautiously, seeing that the little girl's face was pale and unconscious today, thinking that she would not be able to grow for long, and they were afraid that Cheng Yangyang would be sad.
"My sister is fine, she's awake", Cheng Yangyang reassured them.
"Yo, that's good, that's good!" they didn't expect that the little girl would be so hard, but she really woke up, and they were really happy for her.
"Aunt Daqing, Uncle Daqing, tomorrow the fish pond on the mountain will open the dam, you all have to come, I also prepared a decoction for you, you all have to drink a bowl. ”
Cheng Yangyang invited them, "This silver and decoction should have been given to you today, but it's too late today, please don't mind Aunt Daqing."
"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, don't worry, you just brought your sister back, and you still have a lot of things to do, don't worry", Cheng Yangyang's personality is very clear to them, and they are not afraid that she will regret it.
After leaving Wang Daqing's house, Cheng Yangyang went to the next house, telling them his apologies and the matter of opening the dam tomorrow to distribute money and medicine, and asked them to go to the mountain early tomorrow.
Fortunately, Wangjia Village is not a big village, and many villagers' homes are close to each other, she talks about things in this yard, and the people in the yard next to her go to the fence to listen, which saves her a lot of effort.
When she returned to the courtyard of Wang Xiaoshan's house, only Wang Xiaoshan was still waiting for her in the courtyard, and when she heard the sound of footsteps, Wang Xiaoshan raised her head from her arm, "Sister Cheng, are you back?"
"Hmm", Cheng Yangyang replied softly, "Are they all asleep?"
"Sleep, the three of them sleep in the same room, in my father's room."
Wang Xiaoshan took her in and saw the three of them lying quietly on the bed, the quilt could barely cover the three of them, and Liu Dong next to him almost didn't cover it.
"I'll take Qingqing back first, and they'll work hard for you to take care of you for a while", Cheng Yangyang gently woke up Cheng Qingqing and carried her on his back.
Cheng Qingqing woke up, Liu Dong and Li Yuanan naturally woke up, they are both insecure people.
"Boss Cheng, are you back?"
"You don't have to get up, I'll pick up Qingqing and go back, you can continue to sleep", Cheng Yangyang pressed Liu Dong's shoulder, didn't let him get up, and helped him cover the quilt.
"Let Brother Xiaoshan take you to my house tomorrow, I will prepare a decoction for you", she explained a few words simply, and I won't go into detail if it's too late.
On the way home, Cheng Qingqing had fallen asleep on her back, and the south wind was no longer visible next to the fish pond, and the bonfire was gradually extinguished.
It was already late at night, she went back to the house, put Cheng Qingqing on the bed, covered the quilt, got up and went out to fetch water and wash, and when she came back, she got into the quilt and sent the person and the quilt into the space, so that Cheng Qingqing would not be woken up.
The next day, before dawn, Cheng Yangyang had already gotten up, she washed the cauldron that she usually used to boil bath water, took out the medicine she used to collect on the mountain, and put it in the pot to boil slowly.
After adding firewood to the stove, she turned around to make breakfast, only to find that Nanfeng had appeared on the bamboo pavilion without knowing when.
"Morning prince", she is in a good mood today, she can be very relaxed in the face of the south wind, "What does the prince want to eat for breakfast, I will do it now".
Seeing her busy figure early in the morning, I don't know why, Nanfeng always has a simple sense of satisfaction in his heart, but he has never been able to figure out what he is satisfied.
"Miss Cheng is casual, you can eat whatever you want", Nanfeng said in a brisk and leisurely tone.
"In winter, you should have a bowl of hot copying hands, let's eat copying hands today!"
Cheng Yangyang had already made a decision, she quickly reconciled the noodles, and when she woke up, she went to catch two more carps, crushed the fresh fish, and added vegetables and seasonings.
The fish head and bones are stewed in a pot, and the fresh aroma of the fish soup soon wafts through the air, along with the clouds that have not yet dissipated in the morning.
Is she getting up too early, or is she moving too fast, she is ready Cheng Qingqing hasn't woken up yet, Liu Dong and they haven't come, but it's okay, she eats first, she still has a lot of things to do after eating.
She wrapped nearly a hundred copying hands neatly, each of which fell just after passing her hand, adding fire to the stove of the fish soup, and the soup was opened.
The first bowl, of course, Cheng Yangyang was served to Nanfeng who accompanied her to make breakfast throughout the whole process, from the time she said that she wanted to make breakfast, he didn't urge her a word, he saw her hard work in his eyes, and waited silently.
"Lord Wang, your copying hands", she put the tray on the bamboo table, brought the steaming copying hands to him, and gave him two small plates, "This is oil pepper and coriander, you add it yourself."
"Ravioli?"
"Yes, it's also called copying hands", Cheng Yangyang nodded, "You eat first, there is still in the pot, I have to fish."
She also prepared a bowl for the little brother and coachman of the guard guarding the carriage at the foot of the mountain, and the lanterns borrowed from them yesterday were burned, so I was sorry.
Cheng Yangyang finally gave herself a bowl, and she was afraid of waking Cheng Qingqing, so she brought the bowl to Nanfeng's side and ate it with him.
"How's it going, is it delicious?" His bowl was already more than half empty, and if he hadn't eaten too elegantly, he would have finished it long ago.
But Cheng Yangyang is not so particular, she picks up the spoon one by one, and eats it so happily.
"Not bad", Nanfeng praised wantonly, looking at her anxious appearance, she couldn't help but preach, "Girl's family, you should chew slowly when eating, dignified lady."
Cheng Yangyang Because of the cold weather, she put one hand on the side of the bowl to warm her hands, and kept sending things to her mouth with the other hand, bending over, and it was almost on the table.
"I don't have time for lady now, I need to finish my meal quickly, I have a lot of things to do later", she said this, but she obediently straightened her back.
"Don't worry about the courtiers, don't worry about the people, what do you have to do?" Nanfeng put down his spoon and asked casually.
In his opinion, ordinary people are the most pure and natural, there is no intrigue, no life and death, only for themselves and their families every day, without worrying about anything else, what to worry about.
"This is a bad statement!" Cheng Yangyang disagreed with his statement, "Not for the courtiers, not for the people, but we are also busy from morning to night for the sake of livelihood, everyone is twelve hours a day, as if you rich people are busy thirteen hours a day."