- Lowering her eyes and pursing her lips and smiling for a moment, Ye Nuonuo thought in her heart: It's good if I really know how to do this, but the key is that even if I want to do it, I don't have this skill.

After enjoying the small happiness brought to her by Ruan Luo's concern, she raised her eyes and smiled, stuck out the tip of her tongue, and spread her hands and said: Bad stone said that I can't even do the job of sewing socks, although I am very unhappy, but I must admit that he is right. These three sets of clothes were all made by the two nurses at home, and their craftsmanship is really good.

Before Ye Nuonuo's words were finished, she was defenseless, and her hand spread out in mid-air was held by Ruan Luo. And as soon as her words fell, she saw Ruan Luo break her thumb and index finger, and a trace of annoyance appeared in her eyes and said: There are so many needles on your fingers, and you still deny it?

Ye Nuonuo was stunned, she didn't expect Ruan Luo's eyesight to be so good.

But is it because of his good eyesight? Or is it because of his concern that he observes the details?

Looking at Ruan Luo's reproachful eyes, Ye Nuonuo only had a good feeling in her heart, but somehow, after looking at those slightly fluttering eyes for a moment, she actually had a little sour nose.

Although the three sets of clothes were not sewn by her, she was really pricked several times by the sewing needle.

Mo Ye listened to Ruan Luo's words, and also approached Ye Nuonuo's side, looking at the needle eyes on her fingers that were less than five or six places, the marks were bright red, and it was obviously a new thorn. Seeing this scene, Mo Ye's heart ached.

Although it was only a small hole pierced by a very small embroidery needle, how can the index finger not hurt? As for Mo Ye, Ye Nuonuo and her have a close exchange of lives, and any trace of harm to such a person is easy for her to empathize with.

But as a woman, when she saw this scene. The change in Mo Ye's heart will be slightly different from Ruan Luo, she quickly noticed the abnormality, and immediately asked: I believe half of your words, the clothes were not sewn by you, but you probably didn't sleep so late last night because of insomnia.

All right...... Actually, I was going to tell Brother Sù Luo quietly, so as not to feel ashamed...... Facing Mo Ye's doubts. Ye Nuonuo's tone became sluggish when he opened his mouth to respond, and finally gave up continuing to conceal it, pulled out his hand from Ruan Luo's palm, took out something from his sleeve, handed it out, and said: I don't know if you will be able to use it in the future. Actually, I don't expect you to use it again, but I hope you need it when you need it. It's ready for immediate use.

What Ye Nuonuo handed to Ruan Luo was a cloth bag a little bigger than a palm, water-red silk, the corners were a little crooked, and the stitches were not very neat. With Ye Nono's craftsmanship, half a night's work is not enough for her to embroider any patterns on silk. But on this silk with only a background color, Ruan Luo could see a few red spots with slightly darker colors, which made him feel a thorn in his heart.

Don't do this kind of work in the future. It's okay to pay someone else to do it. Ruan Luo looked at Ye Nuonuo and said softly, I didn't pick up the cloth bag for a long time, you hurt your hand by doing this, I will be reluctant to use it.

When Ye Nuonuo heard this, a layer of anger unconsciously rose in her eyes, and then she also found those red spots on the cloth bag, and when she understood, she snatched the cloth bag in Ruan Luo's hand and put it in her sleeve, coughed dryly and said: I will take it back and wash it before giving it to you.

Ruan Luo didn't speak, but just stretched out his hand towards Ye Nuonuo and moved his fingertips slightly.

Yenono looked into his gaze, his usual calmness, but it seemed very convincing.

She had to take out the ugly cloth bag she had just taken back and put it on the hand that stretched out in front of her eyes.

Raising her eyes to see his face, she asked in a low voice: "Why are you ...... Angry?

Let me wash it. On Ruan Luo's calm face, a faint smile finally appeared, lest you take it back, be lazy and not wash, sew another one, and then prick it into your own hand.

Hearing the strangeness of his words, Ye Nuonuo pouted and said: What is your reason for this! I don't know which is the easiest way to wash it or sew a new one?

Ruan Luo originally wanted to tease her, but he didn't expect her to be more serious, he didn't know what to say for a while, and after being stunned for a while, he glanced sideways at Mo Ye.

Mo Ye really had a trick, and said with a slight smile: "Nuonuo, you will understand after washing it first." This kind of cloth, if it is stained with blood, is difficult to wash clean. Although Brother Ruan does not have Shi Yi's skills in needlework, he often walks around in Boss Jin's cloth village and knows his own set of cloth.

Yes? Ye Nono was surprised.

And also...... Mo Ye hesitated for a moment, and then said: You should remember what Shi Yi said yesterday, he said that the bag is a little bigger, so you should hurry back and make a small one. But you didn't notice that the hot sand could only be packed in a cotton bag. Silk cloth like this, although comfortable to the touch, is not as heat-resistant as cotton, and it will be slightly out of shape when it is hot.

Ye Nuonuo was surprised again when she heard Mo Ye's words, and then she looked at Ruan Luo, although she didn't make a sound, but her eyes were obviously equivalent to asking him: Is this so?

Ruan Luo didn't answer directly, just put the cloth bag in his arms, and then said with a smile: Yes or no, it doesn't matter, but if you don't listen to what I just said, I'm really going to be angry.

As soon as he said this, he raised his eyebrows.

Good, good, good. Seeing this, Ye Nuonuo hurriedly curried favor, am I still obedient.

Don't just say that. Ruan Luo took Ye Nuonuo's hand, and glanced at her finger that had been accidentally pierced by a sewing needle in several places, and said slowly: Don't always compare with others, these hands of yours are used to choose medicine to save people, you have to protect it, it has a more important task to do than threading needles and threads, understand?

Well. Ye Nuonuo pursed her lips and nodded, this time she really understood.

Mo Ye on the side couldn't help but be moved when he heard this.

She didn't know what Yenuo was feeling at this time, she only knew how she felt. Among the people Mo Ye knew, except for Ye Zhengming, who was the first to support his daughter's study of medicine—that was normal, because the mentor was himself—others would have some doubts when they thought about it.

Ruan Luo is the second person besides Shi Yi to support Ye Nuonuo so decisively.

And unlike Shi Yi's answer, which seemed to be able to give as if he was used to without thinking, Ruan Luo was able to respond like this after deep thought. Words with similar meanings, coming out of Ruan Luo's mouth, even Mo Ye, a bystander, felt the power of positive support.

Presumably Ye Nuonuo at this time must be extremely happy in his heart.

Sure enough, Ye Nuonuo's face quickly bloomed with a smile, and then he said: Okay, today, the medical woman will take the two medicine boys up the mountain to find medicine.

At this point, she took out a few folds of cloth from her sleeve and shook it open, it was also a piece of silk cloth, but the white silk slurry was several layers, finer and stronger, but it was not used to make clothes.

The white silk that had slowly withdrawn from the writing stage as early as the previous dynasty reappeared in front of him, and Ruan Luo's eyes showed a hint of novelty.

There are still some bamboo slips left in this dynasty, but there is a reason for that. The bamboo slips left by some partial scholars earlier had some similar runes or graphic characters on them, which were difficult for the scholars of the new school to analyze, and in order to imitate them, they caused the loss of words or stylistic changes in the engraving, so they retained the most primitive traces of the texts, waiting for later scholars to re-innovate their theories.

As for fine silk writing, because the value of writing materials is higher than that of paper that has been circulated in the world, and the craftsmanship is also very proficient, and the ink used to write on fine silk is also extremely demanding, so this kind of overly traditional writing instrument is gradually eliminated.

Looking at the fine silk displayed by Ye Nuonuo, the plant-like pictures on it, the traces are still new, not like something that has been around for a long time, Ruan Luo was puzzled: This is ...... Is this my uncle's thing?

Ye Nuonuo nodded, and then explained: No one writes with this material anymore, but we are going to trek through the mountains to find medicine today, the road is difficult, and the paper is too fragile, so my father made a special silk painting yesterday, which was painted with potion, which is very reliable.

Mo Ye couldn't help but ask: The matter of finding medicine was ordered by Uncle Ye?

After her question, Ye Nuonuo suddenly remembered something, smiled a little embarrassedly, and said: He didn't say that we had to find it, but just told us to follow fate, and if we went out on this trip today, if there is no gain, it doesn't matter.

Ruan Luo nodded and comforted: It doesn't matter, we originally made an appointment to climb the mountain to relax, if we can help my uncle easily, it will naturally be the best, if we don't have this opportunity, we should go to the suburbs to play, and it will not be a failure. But I think the three of us can always get something out of working together.

Mo Ye remembered something and asked, "Is there any origin of this herb?" How do I feel that Uncle Ye would be so admonished, it seems that there is a reason?

I guess so...... Ye Nuonuo was also puzzled, and said slowly: I don't know the specific use of this medicine he is looking for. He said he didn't know the true medicinal properties of the herb until he found it. But in the last year or two, he has never given up searching, so he will always leave Yiyeju to me to take care of.

In this way, Uncle Ye attaches great importance to this medicinal material...... Mo Ye pondered for a moment,...... It seems that he is also looking for medicine on behalf of others.

When Ye Nuonuo heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he clapped his hands and said: Hearing you say this, I also think it is very possible, because my father told me that if we are lucky enough to find this medicine, we should not break it, but shovel it away together with the soil under its roots.

It's to live. Ruan Luo pondered for a moment and nodded slightly, Ye Mei's speculation should be correct.

Hearing that Ruan Luo agreed with his idea, Mo Ye then asked, "Will Uncle Ye come with us today?" ――

(The author has broken thoughts: Unknowingly, Mo Ye turned out to be such a super bright light bulb, and it is also strange that Mo Ye realized the gift of avoidance, and Ye Tong's shoes showed affection too much, Ruan Luo is also a wood oil who has talked about falling in love, don't you know the big curse of showing affection and sharing quickly?) Aha~)