Cao Zhijin only now knew that before marrying her, Chen Fansheng had been making a living by picking herbs from the mountains and selling them in the market. No wonder he was not good at farming and was familiar with herbs.

Before noon, he returned with a bamboo basket on his back.

"Xianggong, is this a bitter thorn?" While he went to the kitchen to cook, she boldly approached his bamboo basket.

She was particularly curious about herbs.

Chen Fansheng glanced at her hand, his face was not very good, and rushed to her from the kitchen: "Be careful of thorns!"

Cao Zhijin flipped the bitter thorn in his hand to him so that he could rest assured.

I saw that her white and tender fingers perfectly avoided the dark thorns.

But only those who are familiar with the bitter thorn can do it!

"You know the bitter thorn?"

He threw the bitter wattle back into the bamboo basket, grabbed her wrist, and ironed her palm with his broad palm.

His palm was covered with a thin callus, and it didn't go well when it slid over her palm, but it was very comforting.

Consciously, she was familiar with this herb, no, it should be said that she was familiar with every herb in the anthelmintic medicine he had prepared before.

"Hmm." She nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "I should have seen it in my father's study." ”

Cao Zhijin's father is a teacher in the village, and he is also the person with the largest collection of books in the village, and it is not surprising that he occasionally has one or two medical books.

"Xianggong......" she looked at him, "since we have so many fresh herbs, why don't we go to the pharmacy with some simple anthelmintic medicine?" ”

Chen Fansheng shook his head and said: "The kind of deworming medicine I have will be matched by the doctors in the pharmacy, so it is not worth much."

"Does the anthelmintic medicine they have also tasted?" She asked.

"Hmm. The anthelmintic drugs mainly work on the two herbs of bitter wattle and wolf tail, but these two herbs will have a taste as soon as they are mixed, so most of the anthelmintic drugs prescribed by doctors are only slightly different in taste. ”

"I see!"

"Brocade, you seem to have a lot of feelings?" Chen Fansheng smiled and touched her head.

He seems to have enjoyed doing this action lately.

"Xianggong, wait for me here!"

Cao Zhijin ran into the kitchen with a bamboo basket.

She was only seventeen years old, and she looked like a child when she came up.

At this moment, she ran clumsily to the kitchen with her white and tender little arms holding the bamboo basket, and he was worried for a while, and I just hoped that she wouldn't fall!

About half an hour later, Cao Zhijin walked out with a pottery bowl.

Chen Fansheng was slightly distracted, recalling that this pottery bowl was originally a pair, and he accidentally dropped one on the wedding day. At this moment, she took out this pottery bowl, and she didn't know what to do?

"Look, Xianggong!" She threw the bowl in front of him, as happy as a child getting candy.

Infected by her pleasure, the corners of his mouth turned up, he froze for a moment when he recognized the contents of the bowl - it was an odorless insect repellent - and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha, brocade, you did this?" He was so pleasantly surprised—she made a lot of prescriptions that doctors couldn't make!

Looking at the little man in front of him, he was full of pride, and he wanted to get close to her and let her know how happy he was.

But he restrained himself.

"Brocade, how can you have this insect repellent?"

"Hmm...... It should be an ancient recipe from her father's book......" Cao Zhijin scratched her head, she didn't remember, she just felt that there was a force that had been pressing her head recently, and whenever she felt groggy, she would remember more about herbal medicine.

"Xianggong, I'm hungry......" Cao Zhijin touched his belly in embarrassment.

Chen Fansheng gently patted her head as a sign of comfort, and then walked into the kitchen.

In the blink of an eye, he walked out again, with a strange expression.

"Brocade, what did you do with the pot?"

"Ah, I forgot to tell you! I was just about to fry the bitter wattle and couldn't find the jar, so I fried it in the pan. Cao Zhijin suddenly remembered, and said after realizing it.

"But haven't you forgotten how to make a fire?" He couldn't see more and more clearly.

"Yes! Shouldn't I be now? ”

She was about to try it in the kitchen, but he stopped her.

Looking at her suddenly confused look, he could be sure that something must have happened, but this thing was not what they expected!

"Don't go, let's go to my father-in-law's house to eat!"

"What?"

She looked surprised, and he was not embarrassed to see it.

He is a big man, and it is strange and embarrassing to say such things calmly.

However, going to her father-in-law's house for dinner was the happiest thing for her in the past.

He had forgotten that she had amnesia, and that she was not the same person she used to be.

"I've heard the village doctor say that the boiled bitter wattle grass is poisonous, and we are afraid that our pot will not be able to be used." He explained.

She slowly leaned over to him, as if to carefully screen the truth of his words, and asked seriously: "Father's house, is it far away?"

"It's not far, it's at the head of the village."

said so, but walking along the road, Cao Zhijin felt very uncomfortable, especially the strange eyes of the villagers in the past.

"Xianggong............" she approached Chen Fansheng and asked secretly, "Why are they all looking at us?" ”

Chen Fansheng stopped, not knowing how to explain to her, just as Aunt Cao came out of the house, put down the basin and walked out of the courtyard gate, and greeted her with that lively smile.

"Yo, send the brocade back to your parents' house again!"

Cao Zhijin raised his head and looked at Chen Fansheng suspiciously: What do you mean "again"?

"Hmm." He casually agreed, took Cao Brocade's hand, and was about to bypass Aunt Cao, but who knew that Aunt Cao jumped up and hugged Tapestry.

"Brocade, aunt told you......" She leaned into her ear and whispered for a while, hearing Cao Zhijin's palms sweating.

"Got it? Do what the aunt says, and promise not to be wrong! ”

Cao ...... Aunt Cao, you misunderstood, Xianggong and I didn't go back to my parents' house, we went to my father's house for dinner, and Xianggong accompanied me. Cao Zhijin explained incoherently.

"Send you back to your parents' house, you should have a meal! It's not the first time anyway! She smiled with a fluttering eyebrow, looking like she understood.

Cao Zhijin also wanted to explain, but was directly pulled away by Chen Fansheng.

There are three families side by side at the entrance of the village, but the yards are connected. Now there is only one family living here, the east one is the residence, and the two houses to the west are the places to study, and the house has been renovated, with large window openings and carved lattice windows, which are bright and open.