Knowing that Xiao Jinchu couldn't eat chili peppers, Yan Shuhua specially prepared a portion for him. Just as its name suggests, it tasted a bit fishy. Xiao Jinchu couldn't get used to it, but she didn't want to spoil her mood, so she ate it anyway.

Of course, in addition to Houttuynia cordata, there are many other wild grasses that Xiao Jinchu couldn't name. Although they are wild grasses, they are also very good for the human body. For example, the taste of sweet potato leaves is also acceptable when fried.

Song Yan ate it for three days and felt it was unbearable, but Xiao Jinchu didn't care. He had eaten everything when he was in the team, so this was good for him.

In the past, they always ate together as a couple, but now it's better and more lively. Shen Hongmei felt happy. She finished her meal early and then went to light an iron basin for warming herself by the fire. The weather was cold, and if there was no iron basin for warming herself by the fire at home, she would be too cold to sleep at night.

Usually at this time, most of the people working in the fields have returned, and the whole village is bustling. If there is no television, people will gather around the iron basin to warm themselves by the fire, or eat melon seeds and chat.

Yan Shuhua chopped up the leftover sweet potato peels from dinner and some pig grass he had picked, boiled them in water, and fed them to the pigs.

Almost every household in the village had to raise pigs, and at the end of each year they had to donate a pig to the commune. If they didn’t, they would be considered destroying national construction, which was a serious political crime.

After feeding the chickens, ducks and pigs, Yan Shuhua still hadn't completed his work for the day.

Xiao Jinchu was used to Yan Shuhua giving him massages every night, but she didn't come tonight. Due to his inconvenient legs and feet, he had to ask Song Yan to go and check on her. As a result, he heard that she was busy knitting a sweater with Shen Hongmei.

"Knitting a sweater?" Xiao Jinchu pushed his wheelchair over to take a look out of curiosity.

In order to save electricity, only one light bulb was on, and the golden light filled the entire simple house. Yan Shuhua held the wool in both hands, and Shen Hongmei wound the wool into a ball. When the wool was finished, Shen Hongmei took the knitting needle from her hair and skillfully made a foundation.

The mother and daughter were knitting sweaters while talking and laughing.

Shen Hongmei was wearing a heavy gray coat, with her feet tucked into the quilt and her hands free. Yan Shuhua was wearing the same coat, but it was blue. The two of them, one gray and one blue, seemed to have a tacit understanding.

Song Yan came back from taking a shower outside, shivering with cold. He quickly closed the door as soon as he entered. When he saw Xiao Jinchu's back, he rubbed his hands together and asked, "Boss, what are you doing there?"

The noise was quite loud, and Yan Shuhua and Shen Hongmei both heard it and stuck their heads out. Xiao Jinchu, who had been watching the mother and daughter knitting sweaters at the door, said quickly to ease the embarrassment, "It's time for the massage."

"No massage today." Yan Shuhua replied.

"Why?" He waited in the room for a long time, but he was told that he didn't want a massage.

"Because your blood circulation is already very smooth, but there is still a minor problem. But it's okay. I will go up the mountain to pick herbs tomorrow and you will probably feel much better." Yan Shuhua has already assigned some matters to Song Yan, and Song Yan has also done a good job in the medicinal bath aspect.

Xiao Jinchu wanted to speak, but for a moment he didn't know what to say. After struggling for a while, he was about to push the wheelchair away when Shen Hongmei suddenly called out, "Jinchu, wait a minute."

"Aunt Shen, what's wrong?"

Shen Hongmei got out of bed, put on a pair of cotton slippers she had hooked herself, and said, "See if they fit."

"Mom, it's not ready yet!" Yan Shuhua quickly gave her a look.

"Measure it first." Shen Hongmei just stretched out her hand and gestured on his back to know roughly how much it was, and praised: "Shuhua is really amazing, I wanted to buy you a sweater, and said I would talk to you about the size, but she said no, and I knew your size right away. I didn't expect it to be true."

"Is it for me?" Xiao Jinchu looked at the blue wool in Shen Hongmei's hand and found it hard to believe. At first, he wondered what Yan Shuhua was busy with, but he didn't expect that he was busy making clothes for him. He suddenly felt touched and warm in his heart.

Yan Shuhua smiled and replied, "It's cold, so I'll make you a vest. Besides, these woolen threads were given to me by your mother, so who else should I make them for?"

Shen Hongmei watched her daughter get out of bed and prepare to take the wool back while she was talking. She lowered her head and whispered in Xiao Jinchu's ear: "Shuhua is shy."

"Mom." Yan Shuhua's face turned red all of a sudden, and he was about to go to bed. At this time, Xiao Jinchu said, "Shuhua, come here." Then he pushed the wheelchair over and said to Yan Shuhua who was following behind him, "Open that cabinet."

Yan Shuhua listened to Xiao Jinchu's words and opened the cabinet. He found a simple mousetrap inside. Yan Shuhua's eyes suddenly lit up: "Could this be made by you too?"

As Yan Shuhua spoke, he sat on his bed, carefully thinking about the mousetrap he made.

I had nothing to do today, so I made this thing. If this thing is put on the mountain, it can catch mice or birds, which can make the food better. Yan Shuhua didn't expect him to be so amazing.

"You have to let Song Yan follow you up the mountain tomorrow." The back mountain is so chaotic, what if you meet bad guys, so Xiao Jinchu thought that he must let Song Yan follow, so that he can feel more at ease.

Yan Shuhua patted his chest and said, "It's okay, I go there often, I'm not afraid."

"Then how did the village chief's son bully you?" Seeing how confident she was, Xiao Jinchu really didn't want to discourage her, but in the end he decided to pour cold water on Yan Shuhua: "There are some things that women can't do better than men."

Yan Shuhua was stunned when he heard this: "How do you know?" Afterwards, Yan Shuhua suddenly remembered that it was he who saved him that day, but he didn't expect that he would care so much about his safety.

"So don't go up the mountain alone. It's dangerous."

"It was quite dangerous before, but it's not dangerous now." Yan Shuhua said: "I taught the village chief and his son a lesson. They will definitely not dare to bully us anymore."

"It's better for women to be quiet." Xiao Jinchu meant not to be too prominent in case something goes wrong.

Upon hearing this, Yan Shuhua asked another question: "Do you like quiet women?"

"..." How should Xiao Jinchu answer this? After thinking for a while, he was about to speak, but Yan Shuhua had already taken the mousetrap and left.

"Shuhua." Xiao Jinchu looked at her from behind and felt that she seemed a little lost, so he quickly said, "Actually, I don't really like quiet women."