Liu Yun knew that her son had a good face and didn't insist. She turned and left.
After washing the sheets and quilt covers, Gu Fei went upstairs again.
Jiang Wei is still paralyzed on the bed, just like a salted fish.
Gu Fei massaged her: "is it still very uncomfortable? It's all my fault for pulling you around. I'll pay attention to it in the future. "
The man's voice is low and dumb after lust.
Jiang Weiwei said weakly, "I don't blame you. I'm too useless. Ah, I guess I'm old. I can't stand it at all."
Gu Fei was angry and funny: "you are four years younger than me. If you are old, don't I have half of my body buried?"
Jiang slightly raised his eyelids: "it's OK for you to say this in front of me. If your mother hears it, she must talk about you again. She says you can't speak in your head. Why do you say anything out?"
"Don't worry, I won't say this in front of her."
Jiang Wei was lying on the bed, holding the pillow, and the man's big hand was kneading her with moderate strength, which made her feel very comfortable.
She said lazily, "the pig killing dish at the village head's house is very delicious. Why don't we have two pigs next year?"
Gu Fei said yes.
Raising pigs is not too difficult. Just prepare two meals of pig food in the morning and evening every day.
But since you want to raise pigs, you have to prepare pigsty.
Gu Fei thought to himself that he would build a house anyway. It would be better to build a pigsty, a chicken sty and a cowshed in one step, which would save him trouble in the future.
But now the weather is too cold and the snow hasn't melted yet. We have to wait to build a house.
He thought deeply. When he came back, he found that Jiang Weiwei had fallen asleep.
Gu Fei helped her cover the quilt and got up and went downstairs.
Xiu'er came up and asked, "elder brother Gu, what should I do with the pig skins bought by sister Wei?"
Jiang Weiwei said to use pig skin as medicine, but no one knows what medicine to use.
Gu Fei thought, "soak it in ice water first, and then ask her when you wake up."
"Yes."
After about an hour, Jiang woke up slightly.
She put on her clothes and went downstairs. The corner of her eyebrows and the tip of her eyes still had the charming color left after some indulgence, which set off her already charming face more and more charming.
Even Fu Qi, who was used to seeing all kinds of beauties, couldn't help looking at her more.
Jiang Wei noticed his sight and asked casually, "what am I doing?"
Fu Qi smiled: "look at you, you are beautiful."
There's something flirtatious about that.
Gu Fei nearby heard it and frowned immediately.
Jiang Weiwei looked at Fu Qiyi directly and said with a sneer, "I think you owe smoke. Do you want to be cleaned up?"
Fu Qi knew that he had gone a little too far. After being scolded, he didn't dare to answer back. He touched his nose and walked away angrily.
He secretly regretted that he had been so comfortable here that he was so complacent that he couldn't speak more than his head. It seems that he has to be vigilant when he looks back. He can't be decadent anymore, otherwise his head may really be decadent.
Gu Fei stared at his leaving figure, still frowning, looking very unhappy.
Jiang Weiwei saw his man's frown, knew what he was thinking, and took the initiative to hold his arm: "don't be as knowledgeable as that guy."
Gu Fei took back his sight and collected his dissatisfaction from the bottom of his eyes. His voice was very gentle: "just now Xiuer came to ask me, what should I do with pig skin?"
"Get rid of the pig hair on the surface first."
"Yes."
Scalding pig hair is very simple. As long as you roll a circle on the surface of the pig skin with a red burning iron rod, you can scald all the pig hair, but this method is a little dangerous. If you are careless, you will scald yourself, so Gu Fei did it himself.
Not only the pig's skin but also the pig's feet should be scalded. They should be scalded anyway. Gu Fei simply scalded them together.
When the pigskin and feet are cleaned, Jiang Weiwei asks Gu Fei to take all these things to the hall.
Looking at a large basket of pig feet and pig skins, everyone was stunned. They didn't understand why she brought these things to the hall?
Jiang Weiwei took out his knife, made many cuts on the pig skin and feet, and then said to ah Tao, Xiu'er and you Si Niang.
"Come here and sew the wounds of these pig skins and feet with a needle and thread."
Everyone was surprised.
What the hell? Stitching wounds on pig skin and feet? What kind of operation is this?!
At this moment, Zhan Chunsheng couldn't even sit still. He asked curiously, "aren't these pig skins and feet used for food? What more wounds do you need to sew? "
Jiang Weiwei pointed to the cut on the pigskin that she had just made and said, "you can treat these pigskin and Pigfoot as injuries. These are wounds that need you to sew with needles and threads. A Tao has experience in suturing, but Xiu'er and you siniang have no experience at all. Although our health hall is not short of patients, not every patient can be regarded as the object of practice by you. While you're free now, practice stitching with pig skin and pig feet. When you're proficient, you can use it on patients in the future, so it's not easy to go wrong. "
Zhan Chunsheng suddenly realized.
It turned out that she let everyone take pig feet and pig skin as the object of practice!
Jiang Weiwei pointed to the needle and thread basket next to him: "you practice with ordinary needles and thread first, and then use suture and suture needle after practice."
Xiu'er, Tao you, four niangs all agreed.
They can do needlework, but they have never done sewing on pig skin and pig feet. They are all big girls. When they get on the sedan chair, they are both novel and nervous.
One person divided a piece of pigskin, sat on the stool, tried to use the pigskin in his hand as cloth, and threaded the needle and thread down.
All the idle people in the health hall came to watch the fun.
Among them, Zhan Chunsheng is most interested.
Although his medical skills are excellent, he is unfamiliar with such means as suture. He had seen Jiang Weiwei sew before. The technique was amazing. He sewed it in three or two times, and the wound was neat and beautiful.
To be honest, he looked envious and wanted to learn from it. However, for such unique work, doctors generally regard it as a personal secret skill and can't easily spread it, so it's not easy for him to ask for advice.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Weiwei wanted to teach the three girls to sew.
This makes Zhan Chunsheng envy.
Ah, he really wants to learn together!
Seeing Zhan Chunsheng's eager look, Jiang Wei smiled and said, "Dr. Zhan, do you want to try?"
Zhan Chunsheng was surprised and hurriedly replied, "OK, OK!"
Regardless of humility, he sat down on the stool, picked up a piece of pig skin, held a needle and thread and began to sew.
Although he is an old man, because he doesn't have a wife, his clothes are broken and can only be mended by himself. Therefore, he is more or less good at needlework. It's just that the posture of pinching the needle is far less pleasing to the eye than the three girls next to him.
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