When the oilcloth was opened, there were several medicine bottles lying inside. They were slightly larger than a thumb and looked inconspicuous at first glance.
This thing used to be sold at a sky-high price on the black market, but now it is not available outside and the pharmaceutical factory only supplies it to the military.
"This thing is hard to get, sis. My dad asked many people for help but they couldn't get it. The supply of this thing is tight right now, and no one's face will work."
I held the small bottle and observed it carefully, and my eyes almost became cross-eyed.
"What are you looking at? Can you see gold in it?"
"You don't understand. I heard there's a pill in there that's said to be able to heal a dead person. Legend has it that just a breath of air can bring them back to life."
She rolled her eyes at Guangjin. What she gave him was a magical medicine, not a fairy medicine. The famous Baiyao, a magical medicine for external injuries, was very hard to find outside.
She bought this in Mingzhu while strolling around. There are many Chinese medicine stores there, and some old medicines are well preserved.
Due to special reasons in China, traditional Chinese medicine has been greatly impacted, and many medicines have been lost or are not produced in large quantities.
She bought a lot of Baiyao. It's inevitable to take risks when working, so carrying this with her is like a life-saving medicine.
Guangjin carefully put the medicine away. After a lot of trouble, he finally hid it. He also put away the knife and would take it out again when he set off.
Maybe he was too excited at night and the gift was too stimulating for him. He was still mumbling even after turning off the lights and lying on the bed.
"Jiang Jiang, do you think that knife will be recognized over there? You didn't do anything murderous or robbing, right? Is that medicine afraid of getting wet? I have to wrap it tightly when we go out! You—"
"If you don't go to sleep, I'll use you to test the knife and see how fast it is. You're disgusting!"
She turned her back to Guangjin and ignored his nagging. He was so old but still acted like a child, he couldn't stop nagging about a small gift!
After a sleepless night, he woke up in the morning to meet her murderous gaze. Guangjin nodded with a fake smile and drove away.
How could someone talk in their sleep and laugh out loud? In a shabby yard in the middle of the night, they could hear the giggling sound next to their ears.
She was almost scared to death, and her hair stood on end.
If it hadn't sounded familiar, she would have electrocuted this guy to death last night. She was so scared that she almost took out the electric baton.
I stood up and lifted the curtain. That guy was smiling so meanly, with his eyes closed, obviously dreaming. I didn't know what good thing could make him so happy.
He stretched out a foot and kicked him hard, knocking him directly to the ground.
"What's wrong?"
Guangjin quickly got up from the ground and saw that she had lifted the curtain with one leg still on his side, so he knew that it was the little girl who kicked her.
"What's wrong? I'm a very quiet sleeper and would never cross the line. Why are you stretching your legs over here?"
I climbed onto the bed carefully and sat at the foot of the bed like a little wife. The big man huddled there and became more and more angry the more I watched.
"What are you laughing at in the middle of the night? You almost scared me to death, and you were shaking all over. The ghosts they say are possessed by ghosts are not as scary as you."
I calmly tucked my legs back into the quilt and would never tell him that I used too much force. I had originally intended to kick him awake, but I accidentally kicked him too hard.
"That's just a dream! The two gifts you gave me are so awesome! I was showing them off to Goudan, Lei Zi, and the others!
I was just woken up by your kick, and I don't know if I can continue the conversation later. Goudan was making a bet with me, saying that you prepared something for him too."
Look at his lack of ambition. He even dreams of making bets with others. If you have the guts, go find him! He's not far away. It would be great if you could make a bet in front of him. I'll see if Goudan doesn't beat him to death.
She rolled her eyes at him, lowered the curtain and went back to sleep. If she didn't take the time to rest now, it would be impossible to get a good sleep when she got busy.
Guangjin must have gone to contact his colleagues, so by the time they arrived, the house would have been finished. The timing was pretty good, so he brought the equipment with him as well.
Jiang Cha boiled water in the yard on a makeshift wood stove, which the aunt and the others would use to cook later.
She bought a kettle locally, a very tall one. It wasn't placed on the fire, but rather like a yin-yang kettle, half filled with water and half for burning firewood.
It's quite interesting. It boils water very quickly and is more convenient for a large group of people.
I took out a teacup that I had bought at the supply and marketing cooperative that day. It was the largest enamel teacup I bought, which was enough to cover my face.
Put some tea leaves in the water and wait for it to boil, then ask them to help pour it into the teacup. Her character is the young wife of Guangjin's family, and her weak body can't do these things.
Over the years, she had weathered many storms, and with her frail frame, how much had she accomplished? Anyone's first impression of her would subconsciously ignore her, as she didn't look like someone capable of fighting.
This should have been something to be proud of, a natural disguise. But she felt a pang of sadness in her heart. What girl in her twenties could be so plain?
When she was growing up, she took all kinds of supplements every day, watching the fried eggs try to turn into steamed dumplings. The curvy figure she dreamed of was never hers.
She still maintains a weak persona here, making everyone think she is a sickly person.
It was easy to find excuses to go out later: going out to see a doctor, going out to be hospitalized. Besides being unlucky, the excuses were very useful.
The workers were just as the village chief had said: they were all skilled and hardworking. They barely rested except for eating and drinking. When asked to take a break, they waved their hands, saying they wouldn't feel comfortable working if they were eating so well.
When the old lady came, she brought a basket filled with vegetables and bacon. For lunch, there was bacon rice, garlic vegetables, rice and potatoes steamed rice, and a layer of bacon slices on top.
The stewed rice is crispy and fragrant, and the fat in the bacon seeps into the rice, frying a layer of golden crunch at the bottom of the pan.
Guangjin, who originally didn't plan to eat with them, squatted in the yard with his bowl in hand, and ate no less than the other chefs.
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