For Yu Qianqiong, it is impossible for mistakes to happen twice in one day. Reality likes to slap his face, and the sound of slapping is endless.

The rice porridge was mushy and the pot burned out, Tang Jiaren kicked him out of the kitchen and threatened: "I will cook it myself and save the poor Baba stomach." ”

Yu Qianqiong looked at the sun that was about to set, and decided to make up for her mistakes and clean the clothes that the two had changed. He sneezed, shook his dazed head, and came to the well again. This time, he carefully rummaged through Tang Jiaren's clothes, and didn't even let go of the horns, for fear that he would wash something again.

This time, he really found a wet handkerchief. The wet cloth was stained with blood, although it was not much, but it was like a little red plum, quietly blooming.

Yu Qianqiong thought about it, and didn't find any injuries to Tang Jiaren, so she had to soak the wet handkerchief in the water and rub it to clean the blood. His hand stopped when he was about to plunge into the water, picked up the handkerchief again, stared at the little blood stain for a moment, unconsciously touched the scar on his face, and then laughed at it, and was about to send the handkerchief into the water and rub it.

Tang Jiaren didn't buy soap horns and other things for laundry, Yu Qianqiong wanted to draft wood ash and also have the effect of cleaning clothes, so she stood up and went to the kitchen to dig out some grass and wood ashes to clean the bloodstains.

Before he could open the kitchen door, Tang Jiaren rushed out and crashed directly into his arms. Along with the beauty rushed out, there was also a large amount of smoke.

As soon as Tang Jiaren raised her head, she had a dirty little face, and she shed tears before she spoke.

Yu Qianqiong was startled, hurriedly helped the beauty, avoided the smoke-free place, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Tang Jiaren said sadly and indignantly: "That firewood is too bullying! I'll take it well...... Ahem...... into the furnace, but it refuses to burn; I pulled the firewood out of the hole, but it coughed...... cough cough cough ...... But it burst ablaze. ”

Yu Qianqiong let go of Tang Jiaren, waved the white smoke that had been reduced with her sleeve, and looked inside.

Tang Jiaren explained behind him: "It's okay, I didn't light the kitchen, I will make a fire to cook." I kicked the burning wood into the furnace. It's really non-violent, unwilling to be obedient and burning. ”

Yu Qianqiong said disapprovingly: "Water and fire are ruthless, if there is another matter, you call me to deal with it." ”

Tang Jiaren was noncommittal. She sniffed, touched her face, and said, "I have to wash my face, it's all dust." ”

Yu Qianqiong handed her the wet handkerchief in her hand and said, "Wipe it." ”

Tang Jiaren unfolded the wet veil and saw the blood stains that had not yet been cleaned.

Yu Qianqiong took the wet handkerchief back from Tang Jiaren's hand, folded the blood stains, and said, "Raise your head and close your eyes." ”

Tang Jiaren was used to being served by Tang Bunon, and she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this, so she acted directly according to her words.

Yu Qianqiong held Tang Jiaren's chin with one hand, and wiped her cat-like face with a wet handkerchief with the other: "I didn't see you injured, how did this blood come from?" ”

Tang Jiaren replied: "I went to Buzhuang to buy something, and the proprietress sewed a bag for me to pack clothes, but she didn't take the needle away, causing me to be stabbed." ”

If this matter was usually said from other people's mouths, Yu Qianqiong would not think too much, but when it came to Tang Jiaren, he had to think deeply. After all, her flesh and blood are the hardest treasure in the world. At this point, no one knows for sure how precious her flesh is, but it's always right to be careful.

Yu Qianqiong said seemingly casually: "How can a cloth village proprietress be so careless?" "Not only pricked people with needles, but also sold a set of unfinished wedding clothes?

Tang Jiaren pouted: "It's not a good thing." I'll go to her and get the money back. Who asked her to sell me the unfinished wedding dress. ”

Yu Qianqiong asked, "Is this veil yours, or hers?" ”

Tang Jiaren sensed that something was wrong, opened her eyes, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Yu Qianqiong didn't want to make Tang Jiaren nervous, so she replied with a smile: "It's nothing." I just think that the proprietress is not kind, but the handkerchief used is good, and it looks very exquisite. ”

Tang Jiaren took back the handkerchief from Yu Qianqiong's hand, unfolded it and looked at it, only to feel dirty, but he didn't see whether it was good or bad. Anyway, it is very silky and soft to the touch. She asked, "Is there something wrong with this person?" ”

Yu Qianqiong replied: "It's just a handkerchief, there's no problem." With that, he sneezed again.

Tang Jiaren's attention was diverted and said, "Oops, I forgot to decoct the medicine for you." Pushing Yu Qianqiong, "Let's go, go into the house and lie down, I'll decoct the medicine for you." ”

Yu Qianqiong pushed herself and tilted her weight in the palm of her hand. Despite being separated by two layers of fabric, Yu Qianqiong instantly fell in love with this skin-to-skin feeling.

Tang Jiaren pushed Yu Qianqiong into the room and pressed her on the bed. Open windows and doors and let out choking smoke. She picked up the crumpled silver tickets, put them in her arms, then went into the kitchen, took out the medicine pot she had bought, washed it, poured it in water, poured in the medicine, took the porridge pot that had just sat on the stove away, put the medicine pot, and began to boil. She and the ram Diao Diao have been together for a while, and they know that they have to use slow fire to boil medicine, so they tossed again.

Yu Qianqiong did not lie down, but opened the door curtain, leaned against the door frame, and watched her busy for herself.

Tang Jiaren glanced at him, and he smiled back, his temper was so good that it was smacking.

After the sky was dark, Tang Jiaren's bowl of medicine was finally fried.

She took the medicine bowl and said to Yu Qianqiong: "Go to the bed and lie down and drink." ”

Yu Qianqiong asked, "Wouldn't it be more convenient to drink while standing?" ”

Tang Jiaren replied: "You are sick, and lying down can prove that you are seriously ill." I've worked hard with this medicine, you have to get your posture right and prove that you need my medicine. If tomorrow the medicine is cured and I see you alive, then I will have a sense of accomplishment and happiness. ”

The corners of Yu Qianqiong's eyebrows jumped, and she stroked her forehead and said, "I'm very dizzy, go lie down for a while." ”

Tang Jiaren immediately stepped forward, supported him with one hand, and said, "Be careful." ”

Yu Qianqiong couldn't help laughing, walked to the bed, took off her shoes, and lay on the bed.

Tang Jiaren lit the candle she bought, then sat on the edge of the bed, dutifully blew the medicine, handed it to Yu Qianqiong, and said, "Drink it, help." ”

It's just a little wind and cold, but she said it was so serious.

Yu Qianqiong glanced at Tang Jiaren's little black paws, as well as the little face that she had blackened again, her eyes were warm, she raised her hand, and drank half of the medicine.

Tang Jia said: "Drink clean." ”

Yu Qianqiong handed the medicine bowl to Tang Jiaren and said, "Share the joys and sorrows." ”

The corners of Tang Jiaren's mouth twitched, and she said, "Do you want to pursue form so much?" ”

Yu Qianqiong smiled and said nothing.

Tang Jiaren's stomach was hungry, and she screamed out very inappropriately. Tang Jiaren reached out and took the medicine bowl, drank it all, burped, wiped her mouth, and said, "It's very hungry." ”