After leaving the hospital, she went to Sihai Buzhuang and told Yang Yunfeng that she rushed home alone.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

The north wind howled.

Jiang Qinglime walked hard against the wind, and her face was also hurt by the wind.

Fortunately, she was not in a hurry to go home, and she couldn't walk, so she turned her back and walked backwards, and then rested on the side of the road.

The wheat in November grows sparsely in the field, and there is no energy at all.

On this cold day, a lot of wheat has a tendency to turn yellow. However, winter wheat is hardy, so there will be no problems.

All the way back home, Jiang Qinglime's head was blown by the wind and was a little dazed.

Putting down the things and saying hello to Yang Yanwen, Jiang Qingling went directly to the kitchen and cooked a bowl of ginger water. There is brown sugar at home, but Jiang Lime didn't give up a lot, only put a little, but ginger water is a thing, how much sugar you put doesn't help, when it crosses the throat, the taste is really uncomfortable.

Jiang Qinglime took two sips, she couldn't stand it anymore, and hurriedly drank a mouthful of boiled water to rinse her mouth.

"Fourth aunt."

Back in the house, Yang Yunman was still there.

The child is not tall and thin, but he looks like a tiger. He has short hair, black hair, black eyebrows, black eyelashes, big eyes, and a whole face that looks very straight.

This kid looks pretty good.

"Hey."

Jiang Qinglime didn't like Qiao's, but she had no grievances with the children, and as soon as she heard Yang Yunman call her, she answered.

"Study hard."

Now Yang Yunman is still young, first start with literacy, in the morning, Yang Yanwen taught him to recognize words, and then let him practice alone.

As for Yang Yanwen, he has already begun to try to find a topic to practice the article.

Knowing that Jiang Lime was back, it was rare for him to ignore Jiang Lime, because he was writing to a critical point at the moment and couldn't divert his attention.

Jiang Qingling saw that he ignored people, and did not disturb him, she lifted the quilt and laid it under the corner of the kang, she lay down, covered the quilt, and closed her eyes.

It's about too tired.

After a while, Jiang Qinglime fell asleep.

When Yang Yanwen finished writing that paragraph, he looked up and saw Jiang Qinglime's sleeping face.

He and Yang Yunman tacitly agreed that no one made a sound, and the two of them were quiet, waiting until Jiang Qingming woke up in the middle of the afternoon.

After waking up, Jiang Qinglime was still a little dizzy, and after washing her nose, she realized that she was suffering from the cold, but fortunately, it was not very serious.

"Are you alright?"

Seeing that Jiang Qingling didn't have any energy after waking up, and his nose was still sucking and sucking, Yang Yanwen noticed that something was wrong, so he opened his mouth to ask.

Hearing this, Jiang Qingling met his gaze and shook her head, after which she lifted the quilt and went down to the pit and poured herself a glass of water to drink.

The water is a little cold.

"Ahem......"

Drinking in a hurry, Jiang Qinglime was choked, coughed twice uncomfortably, and quickly felt bad.

"Are you really okay? Is it sick? ”

Yang Yanwen's voice came again, more and more concerned each time.

Jiang Qingling snorted, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry." ”

It's just a little wind chill, and it's not hard for her.

Running to the kitchen, Jiang Qingling took out some herbs from the space that she had also accumulated, and boiled them with a pair of medicines.

With a bowl of medicine, she couldn't have been better.

The heat was bubbling out.

"Yunman, go home."

As soon as Jiang Lime finished drinking the medicinal juice, Qiao's shout came from the courtyard.