Chapter 25: Punish Zhou Dongmeng tonight...
Chen Xiang carefully opened the lid.
There was a layer of tin paper covering the surface of the hand oil. She only lifted a corner of it, and a strong scent of white orchid surged out like a tide and instantly filled the air.
With Chen Xiang's every breath, it penetrated into her heart and lungs.
The aroma is velvety and sweet.
Chen Xiang pursed her lips, looking serious, and lightly applied a little cream on the tip of her index finger and rubbed it on the inside of her wrist.
Then make slow circles in a clockwise direction.
Apply evenly with a little bit of water.
She had just gotten up and had to wash up soon, so she didn't dare apply it on her hands for fear of wasting it.
The hand oil has a fine texture and spreads easily.
The ductility is also good.
Although it may make your hair a little oily, it is the nemesis of dryness and frostbite in winter.
Chen Xiang raised the corners of her lips, and fell back on the pillow with the quilt in her arms, holding the frostbite ointment in one hand and the hand oil in the other.
She looked here and there.
The smile at the corners of his lips deepened, and a dimple appeared on his white and tender cheeks. Even the small mole on the tip of his nose was tinged with a bit of joy.
While I am happy, I can't help but think of what happened last night.
Chen Xiang couldn't help but complain a little in her heart. She thought that she should cherish the chance to marry a woman like her who was easy to satisfy.
How could he be as shallow-minded as Zhou Dongmeng?
He only likes girls with hot bodies and good looks, and he mistook this big pearl of hers for a fish eye!
Chen Xiang looked at the box of hand oil in her hand, glared at it fiercely and said, "You think you can bribe me with a box of this? Humph, I won't forgive you, I will punish you tonight..."
The girl lying on the bed and talking to herself paused and thought about it hesitantly.
What's the good way to punish him?
She suddenly thought of a sentence -
People are iron! Food is steel!
I feel hungry if I don’t eat a meal!
Zhou Dongmeng is such a big guy, it must be very uncomfortable if he doesn’t eat for a meal, right?
Hmm~ That's a good idea.
Then...
Make him feel bad!
Chen Xiang pouted and pointed at the colorful box of hand cream again, saying fiercely: "Then I will punish you by not allowing you to eat tonight and starve!"
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Chen Xiang lay in bed in a daze for a long time.
Then I suddenly remembered the nutrient solution.
She remembered that she had put the nutritional liquid in her coat pocket before leaving Hot Pot City. Thinking of this, she quickly sat up and touched her pocket.
When I reached into my pocket, I felt something cool inside.
Chen Xiang took it out and saw that it was a glass tube as thick as her little finger, filled with a transparent liquid, about a dozen drops.
She raised an eyebrow, somewhat puzzled.
Is this 1ML of nutrient solution?
Just this much?
It's barely a trial outfit...
Chen Xiang clicked her tongue twice and said, never mind, let's try this thing first to see if it's really that powerful!
She got up from the bed and looked around the room.
My eyes finally fell on the half-dead Clivia on the north window sill...
Chen Xiang walked closer and took a look with her eyes lowered.
Zhou Dongmeng's pot of Clivia is generally short, with narrow and thin leaves, many grooves on the leaves, and yellow and dry leaf tips.
She remembered that the flowering period of Clivia is in winter and spring, that is, from New Year's Day to around the Spring Festival.
So, it is the end of February and it is the flowering season for Clivia, but this pot of Clivia obviously has not bloomed yet.
The temperature in the room was freezing, and the soil in the flowerpots had little nutrition.
I guess the flower has stopped growing.
Since Space said that the nutrient solution can bring plants back to life...
Then try this pot of Clivia first!
Chen Xiang turned around and went to the kitchen to scoop some water, poured a drop of nutrient solution into it, stirred it with her hands, and then poured it all into the soil.
Watch the water seep into the soil little by little.
She was full of anticipation.
However, no matter how anxious you are, you must give it time to absorb nutrients.
Chen Xiang raised her head and glanced at the sky outside. The stars in the night sky had faded, and some of the big roosters in the village had begun to crow.
It seems that I can't take care of this pot of flowers.
She has to hurry up and sell the roasted sweet potatoes.
Chen Xiang simply packed up, put on a heavy cotton jacket, sheepskin hat and gloves, and then went out.
As soon as I arrived in the yard, I saw Zhou's mother coming out from behind the house carrying a bucket of pig slop.
Zhou's mother: "Xiaoxiang, why are you up so early?"
Chen Xiang pointed to the tricycle in the yard and said, "Mom, I'm going to sell sweet potatoes. The county high school students start classes at 7 o'clock, so I have to hurry over."
After hearing this, Zhou's mother quickly put down the swill bucket and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go with you."
Chen Xiang shook her head and said, "Mom, my dad can't leave home in the morning. If you go with me, what if something happens to him at home alone?"
Father Zhou’s lung disease is most serious in the morning.
Shortness of breath, chest tightness, and persistent coughing.
It would be very dangerous if my father didn't breathe enough and went into shock, and there was no one around him.
Zhou's mother hesitated: "This..."
"Can you do it alone?"
Chen Xiang nodded: "Sure!"
As she spoke, she fetched some wood and prepared to light the stove before going out. By the time she rode to the county high school, the first pot of sweet potatoes would probably be ready.
When it arrives, start selling it right away!
Seeing this, Zhou's mother came to her daughter-in-law, took the matches from her hand, and helped light the stove.
She spread out the matches, lit the straw under the wood, tilted her head and said to Chen Xiang, "Hurry into the house and make yourself a bowl of milk powder."
Chen Xiang shook her head: "I don't want to drink."
"Be good and listen. Drinking milk will warm your stomach and keep it from getting cold easily." Mother Zhou urged her.
Chen Xiang still shook her head: "Mom, I'm watching over the stove, how can I be cold?"
“…”
"I'll eat sweet potatoes when I'm hungry, don't worry."
Seeing that Zhou's mother had already lit the fire, Chen Xiang stepped forward to lend a hand, and together they put the iron pot on the fire.
Just as Chen Xiang thought yesterday.
Put small sweet potatoes in half of the sand and large sweet potatoes in the other half.
When a customer asks for a large sweet potato, you can look for it in the large sweet potato area. This is not only convenient but also makes it easier to distinguish the sizes.
After finishing all this, Chen Xiang rode her tricycle out.
Now is the season with short days and long nights. It is nearly five in the morning, the sky is still dark and the earth is pitch black.
Mother Zhou stood at the gate of the courtyard, craning her neck to look around.
As soon as Chen Xiang rode onto the small path in the field, her figure completely blended into the night and could no longer be seen.
Zhou's mother turned around and hurried back to the house. After briefly explaining a few words to her husband, she pulled the headscarf from the clothesline, tied it casually on her head, and then walked out of the door at a brisk pace...