"Really? You think it's shallow, right? Jiang Changxing smiled, seeing that the deep scar on Yan Qiu's face was so shallow that there was only one mark left, he couldn't help but feel happy for Yan Qiu.

"Yes, when I first saw him, the scar was very deep, why is it so shallow now, how can it be treated?" Li Gousheng asked curiously.

"Hey, hey." Jiang Changxing smiled, thinking about Jiang Guyu's words before going out, according to her original words, he said: "This is my family's Xiaoyu cured with Spring Fragrance Dew." ”

"Your Xiaoyu will still heal scars?" Hearing this, Li Gousheng asked Jiang Changxing in detail, very curious.

"I don't know, she just took the spring fragrance and wiped it." Jiang Changxing didn't know how to explain, so he simply didn't say anything, and said, "Anyway, my Yan Qiu was tinkered with by Xiaoyu." ”

Li Gousheng nodded, and when he got home in the evening, he told Aunt Li about this matter, Aunt Li's heart moved, thinking about her niece, who accidentally fell and hit her forehead, leaving a little scar, although it is not very obvious, but you have to keep bangs for many years, otherwise it will be too ugly.

So, Aunt Li's heart moved, and she came to Zhang Minghua to ask about this matter.

"Aunt Li, you can let her come and stay with you for a few days, I'll help her take a look, if it's appropriate, I don't think it can't be cured." Jiang Guyu said with a smile, listening to what Aunt Li said, maybe she can make a little money through this matter?

Jiang Guyu thought so in his heart, so he listened to Aunt Li and Zhang Minghua talking excitedly about this matter, and under Jiang Guyu's advice, he didn't tell Aunt Li how to heal it.

After Aunt Li returned, Jiang Guyu spoke: "Mother, can't you tell others how my Spring Greeting Fragrance Dew is made." ”

"Xiaoyu, don't you want to make money from this, do you?" Zhang Minghua was skeptical.

Jiang Guyu asked rhetorically, "Why not?" ”

"But isn't that something simple?" Zhang Minghua frowned, unable to figure out why such a simple thing as Yingchun Xianglu could heal these scars.

"It's simpler." Jiang Guyu's eyes widened, and he said, "Mother, you don't know yet, I have done something else, otherwise, how can it be cured?" ”

"What else did you do?" Zhang Minghua asked curiously and suspiciously, why did she make something else, even though it was the water for boiling flowers?

"Don't say this." Jiang Guyu shook her head and secretly winked at Yan Qiu, she added a little mung bean powder to those spring fragrance dew, it looked mushy, this matter, you can't tell Zhang Minghua, otherwise, with Zhang Minghua's kind nature, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to collect money when the time comes.

"You kid." Zhang Minghua glared at her, and didn't continue, but just changed the topic and asked, "Xiaoyu, can you really cure Aunt Li's niece's face?" ”

"It should, it could, it could." Jiang Guyu was not sure what he said, but looked at Yan Qiu and said, "Look, isn't Yan Qiu's face a lot lighter?" As long as you continue, you should be able to recover completely. ”

"Xiaoyu, with your hand, even if you go to the city, you can make a lot of money." Yan Qiu was amazed at Jiang Guyu's magical skills in his heart, thinking that someone had spent a lot of money just to restore his appearance, and his family had spent a lot of money to beg those Langzhong.

Jiang Guyu raised her eyebrows, she was completely confident in this, you must know that in the modern era of her later life, how many people did not hesitate to spend a lot of money for their appearance, and in this ancient time and space, it must be the same.

"Really? Still make a lot of money? Zhang Minghua said suspiciously, thinking that it was just such a little thing, how could he make a lot of money?

Jiang Guyu looked at Zhang Minghua with a smile, and did not continue to explain, sometimes, it needs to be confirmed with his own eyes.

"Yan Qiu, you apply it yourself today, and I'll help you paint it tomorrow, in another eight to ten days, it should be completely fine." Jiang Guyu said seriously, if it weren't for the fear that the effect would be too amazing, I was afraid that it would have been good a long time ago.

"Okay." Yan Qiu nodded, took Jiang Guyu's pasty Spring Greeting Dew, and wiped it on his face little by little, and then smeared it evenly on his face according to Jiang Guyu's technique.

In the blink of an eye, Qingming has arrived, and the gloomy sky is just like the mood of the Jiang family at the moment.

The daughter who is alive and kicking every year, but this year she is lying quietly in the grave, no, to be precise, there is only a simple tombstone and a crown.

Zhang Minghua and Jiang Changxing hadn't even arrived at the tomb, they were already crying, Jiang Changxing helped Zhang Minghua, who couldn't stand steadily, and couldn't help but say worriedly: "Minghua, we can't be too sad, otherwise, Xiaoyang will also ......."

In the latter words, Jiang Changxing couldn't say a word.

"Dad, mother, you go back, Yan Qiu and I will go to sweep my sister's grave." Jiang Guyu said very worriedly, if he really arrived at the tomb, what if Minghua cried and fainted.

"No, my mother won't leave, my mother wants to see Xiaoyang." Zhang Minghua wiped a handful of tears and followed.

In front of the tomb, Zhang Minghua almost fainted several times, and sat in front of the tomb and couldn't say a word, Jiang Changxing squatted aside, but he didn't say a word, with grief in his eyes, and he didn't know how many times he wiped the condensed tears.

Jiang Guyu comforted on the side.

After sweeping the tomb, Zhang Minghua fell seriously ill and rested for several days before slowly getting better, the weather gradually warmed up, and the time for spring sowing was almost there.

On this day, Jiang Changxing and Yan Qiu went to plough the field, the scar on Yan Qiu's face was only a little bit of a shallow mark, if you don't look carefully, you really can't see it, Yan Qiu's original appearance without the scar was revealed, and it was immediately surprising, the facial features were clear and profound, just a coarse linen dress working in the field, and people couldn't help but admire, what a handsome young man!

After building their own houses, many families heard that Jiang Xiaoyu didn't do it, and he made good dishes, and some people came to propose marriage, but they were all sent away by Zhang Minghua, no matter what, Jiang Guyu is still young, besides, with their current situation, even if they marry, they will not marry well, simply, stay by their side for a few more years, not to mention, Jiang Guyu himself has also indicated that he will not marry before the age of sixteen.

Although Zhang Minghua smiled and didn't speak, she thought in her heart that in a few years, when their lives were better, she would find a more suitable person for Jiang Guyu.

"Minghua." Aunt Li came excitedly, with a fourteen-year-old girl, the girl was wearing a green skirt, the hair on her forehead covered half of her face, and her timid and inferior eyes looked cute.