"You're still laughing!" Ye Yun was both amused and exasperated by him. She gave him a light kick and scolded him in a low voice, "I still have to settle accounts with you. I already said no, why did you go down there? Are you out of your mind?"
Qin Zheng chuckled again, "Wife, you clearly want it."
Ye Yun retorted angrily, "Did I just say it outright?"
“No, but I can tell you want it,” Qin Zheng turned his head and looked at her deeply with gentle smiles in his eyes. “Wife, I don’t have any great abilities, but as long as it’s what you want, I will give it to you even if it costs me my life.”
Ye Yun was speechless for a moment.
"Don't do that again next time," she said, feigning fierceness as she tried to lecture him.
But her voice had an indescribable softness in front of Qin Zheng. From beginning to end, even her scolding tone didn't make anyone feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, it felt like... she was being coquettish.
Qin Zheng couldn't stand her soft, gentle voice, and mumbled sleepily, "I know, wife."
That's more like it.
Knowing that Qin Zheng was tired from digging for ginseng, Ye Yun wanted him to lie down and rest. She then looked around and found some more he shou wu (Polygonum multiflorum), dug up a small ginseng, and only then did she return and go down the mountain with Qin Zheng.
She carried a bamboo basket on her back, while Qin Zheng carried bamboo on his shoulder.
The puppy wagged its tail and followed behind them. When it got tired, it pounced on Ye Yun, wanting her to carry it. Qin Zheng was so angry that he grabbed it and stuffed it into his pocket.
That's good.
The puppy got its ride, and it poked its little head out of the pocket, looking incredibly proud.
They arrived home around noon.
Qin Xiang'e saw them coming down the mountain from afar, told the old lady and hurriedly went to meet them. After arriving home, she helped unload the bamboo from Qin Zheng's shoulder.
Qin Zheng knew a little bit about everything; he used a cleaver to split bamboo into strips of the same thickness for making chicken and duck coops.
"Wife, do you know how to make a chicken coop?" Qin Zheng asked with a smile as he saw Ye Yun picking up bamboo strips.
Ye Yun gestured with the two bamboo strips in her hand, pondered for a moment, and said, "I saw the old people in the village make this before, and I still remember some of it. Anyway, it's not difficult. Do you have any wire at home?"
"have."
"That makes things easier." Ye Yun first set up the main framework and said to Qin Zheng, "Use wire to twist the key parts together so that the framework won't fall apart when tied up. Then weave bamboo strips on little by little."
Qin Zheng replied, "Okay!"
"Qin Zheng! His wife! What do you want to eat for lunch today?" Qin Xiang'e stood under the stove with a water ladle, smiling at Qin Zheng and Ye Yun.
Qin Zheng said, "I'll listen to my wife."
Qin Xiang'e then looked at Ye Yun, "His wife, is there anything you'd like to eat?"
What to eat?
We're lucky if we have two grains of rice at home.
Ye Yun glanced at the ginseng and he shou wu in the bamboo basket, thought for a moment, and said, "Aunt, let's just make do with this for lunch today. Qin Zheng and I will go to town this afternoon and bring back some good food for you and Grandma."
When Qin Xiang'e heard that Ye Yun was going to bring her something delicious, her eyes crinkled with laughter.
"Ugh, what's this about good or bad? Can I just make porridge and shepherd's purse instead?"
Shepherd's purse is one of the most common wild vegetables nowadays. It can be stir-fried or used in cold dishes, and there are many ways to eat it. It also has a cooling and heat-relieving effect. People who can't afford mung beans at home usually use it to make soup to relieve the summer heat.
Ye Yun replied, "Okay!"
Upon hearing Ye Yun's words, Qin Xiang'e happily turned and went into the kitchen, humming an unknown, cheerful tune as she cooked.
Qin Zheng then used pliers to cut the wire into sections and began assembling the chicken coop frame.
The midday sun was getting hotter and hotter. Seeing that Qin Zheng was sweating profusely, Ye Yun filled a basin with cool water, soaked a towel in it, wrung it out, and used it to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
The cool sensation on his forehead made Qin Zheng exhale a long breath and smile contentedly.
"Thank you, wife." He didn't want Ye Yun to keep going, so he took the towel and wiped himself haphazardly, looking a little silly.
Ye Yun couldn't help but laugh at him.
This heartwarming scene of love and happiness on one side made Tian Xiaohui next door green with envy...
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