How about reading Chapter 87, "Playing the Lute to a Cow"?
The story Jiang Nuanzhi was telling outside had also come to an end.
Hearing Li Junping's voice, he was startled and rushed inside immediately.
The next second, they saw Li Rong lying on the heated kang with his hair disheveled.
She thought something had happened, her heart tightened, she kicked off her shoes and climbed onto the heated kang to take his pulse.
After a few breaths, Jiang Nuanzhi frowned and looked at Li Junping with a puzzled expression.
Li Junping carefully observed Anuan's expression, noticing that she never fixed her gaze on her father's face. He pursed his lips and said, "Anuan, look closely at your father's face."
Jiang Nuan subconsciously looked towards Li Rong's face.
"His face was slightly flushed, but he didn't have a high fever."
She leaned closer and said, "His eyes are a little dark, probably because he hasn't had a good rest these past two days."
After thinking for a moment, she pried open Li Rong's lips again: "Your lips are slightly chapped, but your teeth are fine. Your tongue coating is also quite good. Ping'er, what exactly do you want me to see?"
Li Junping stared at Jiang Nuanzhi's face for a few seconds, then suddenly sighed in frustration and said, "It's nothing. You can look at whatever you want. I'll go tidy up the things in the basket."
After saying that, he threw his notes aside and went straight out the door.
That's like casting pearls before swine; it's completely pointless.
Jiang Nuanzhi blinked, puzzled, and looked at Li Rong: "Your son has grown up and seems to have his own little secrets now."
After saying that, he pulled the blanket off Li Rong's body a little further.
Today it's hot, and I don't know why Ping'er wrapped her father in a quilt.
As soon as the blanket was pulled back, Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
His collar was wide open, as if by some unknown reason.
Perhaps because he was wrapped in a thick blanket, his body was slightly damp with sweat, giving his bronze skin a glossy sheen. It was particularly striking. This person had clearly been ill for a long time, so how could his muscle definition still be so pronounced?
Li Rong felt a little embarrassed by her gaze. He subconsciously wanted to pull the blanket back over himself.
Jiang Nuanzhi held the other end of the blanket in her hand, but Li Rong was truly too weak. He tried twice without success.
For a moment, her eyes looked at Jiang Nuanzhi with a hint of resentment.
Just then, he noticed a soft, warm little hand placed directly on his lower abdomen.
The air suddenly froze.
Li Rong was stunned
What's the situation now?
What is she doing with her hands?!
Li Rong felt a bang, as if something had exploded in his mind.
"What are you doing?
Her hoarse voice uttered only two words before her entire body turned bright red, like a boiled shrimp. Even the tips of her ears turned pink.
Jiang Nuanzhi frowned: "Why such a strong reaction? General Li, have you never been in contact with women before? I'm just conducting a routine check, please cooperate. Come on, relax, take a deep breath."
As she spoke, she reached out and pinched his eight-pack abs. Then she poked them with her little finger, and poked them again.
Hmm, it's really hard and bouncy.
Even so, Jiang Nuanzhi only played for a couple of rounds before stopping, not because Li Rong's heart rate spiked to 160, but because there were still a lot of things to do at home.
Jiang Nuanzhi hummed a little tune and went to prepare the medicinal herbs in a good mood.
He also ordered a few junior staff to prepare the medicine. The time spent preparing the medicine each day was actually quite long, as Li Rong, Xiao Er, and Xiao Xuanting each had their own medicine.
I also replaced the medicine that I gave to Big Black.
Big Black has recovered and is lively again. Ping'er and the others had been saying that Big Black was seriously ill because it showed signs of intestinal problems. It was vomiting and having diarrhea, and was listless. Jiang Nuanzhi prepared some medicine for it, and now it's much better.
After all this time, it now wags its tail wildly whenever it sees Jiang Nuanzhi. It's clear it still has some will to hold on, even its ears are irresistibly turned towards her. It even starts drooling whenever it sees her.
After calming down the agitated Dahei, Jiang Nuanzhi went to prepare the extra meal she had promised Xiaoli.
It was still some carrots, hay, millet, and the like, but Jiang Nuanzhi mixed in some honey.
For dinner tonight, Jiang Nuanzhi made a pot of pork ribs stewed with green beans.
The thin pancakes were placed on top of the braised pork ribs and green beans, making them extremely flavorful.
The children ate a lot.
Little Xuan Ting stared at the pot of food, which wasn't very appealing, for a long time. He rubbed his rumbling stomach, then finally reached out with his chopsticks and took a bite. As soon as the food entered his mouth, his little eyes lit up, and he immediately joined in wolfing it down.
Jiang Nuanzhi didn't let the child eat too much either.
None of the children have very good digestive systems. Only Xiao Xuanting has a good digestive system and sufficient blood and energy, but she just recovered from her fever today, so she is not suitable to eat too much.
"Have you been getting used to it these past two days?" Jiang Nuanzhi asked, pulling Xiao Xuanting aside after the meal.
Xuan Ting was rather nervous, holding Xiao Baozhu's hand and keeping his head down in silence.
He looked exactly the same as when Jiang Nuanzhi was telling the story.
Jiang Nuanzhi was also surprised. She didn't expect that even though the boy had been bullied by Baozhu today, he was still very close to her.
Baozhu wasn't as resistant to him as she had been yesterday, letting him hold her little hand, though she didn't give him many smiles.
"Xuan Ting, don't be afraid. I will try to contact your family tomorrow."
"don't want!"
Xuan Ting's voice suddenly became shrill: "Don't contact my family!"
Jiang Nuanzhi was slightly surprised: "But you."
"I don't want to go home! From now on, please don't call me Xuan Ting anymore. Just call me Xiao Liu. I...I...can I stay here for now?"
Jiang Nuanzhi frowned slightly: "But your family will be very worried about you in this state. What about the man in black who was with you? He used to follow you everywhere, but we haven't seen him lately?"
"An Dehai"
Speaking of this person, Xuan Ting's eyes filled with tears, and he burst into sobs: "I have nowhere to go, my family wants to harm me, and An Dehai is in trouble too. Please, don't send me away!"
Jiang Nuanzhi really had no fixed solution to the child's tears. After a flurry of attempts to soothe him, she had no choice but to temporarily give in.
Li Junping finished the last few stitches on the clothes. With that, the family's clothes were finally completed.
At this moment, he narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Jiang Nuanzhi holding Xiao Xuanting.
His intuition told him that the little boy looked terribly fake.
On a summer night, the moon quietly climbed over the wall.
Several people huddled together on a heated kang bed, sound asleep, listening to the rustling of leaves in the breeze.
Xiao Xuanting clenched his fists, and the innocent and gentle look he had during the day was gone from his dark eyes. In their place was cold indifference.
It doesn't matter; it's just about pleasing a group of ordinary people, which is all he can do.
He had to live, he absolutely had to live.
Andehai is still waiting for him.
And what about our matriarch? She's so old; how heartbroken she would be if she knew something had happened to her.
One day, he will make all those who wronged him pay the price.
Li Junping: If I had known, I could have just lifted my clothes. Why did I go through all that trouble?
Jiang Nuanzhi: Yes, I've never been someone who judges people by their looks.
Li Rong: ...So, you all think I'm dead, right?
(End of this chapter)
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