"Wait, wait a minute, have some warming soup," Jiang Shulian said, shaking the plastic bottle in her hand.
Shen Yanming feigned surprise and asked, "My wife really prepared this?"
Jiang Shulian rolled his eyes: "Didn't you say that your wife can cook?"
Shen Yanming chuckled: "Haha, Qiao An said she'd stay up late before I left, but I did come home late. By the way, did my wife care about me?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Jiang Shulian was amused: "Your wife kept asking me why you hadn't gone home yet. I told her you were injured, and she wanted to come to the hospital with me. I told her you weren't seriously injured and that the two kids at home needed someone to look after them, and only then did your wife obediently wait at home."
She had prepared the medicine a long time ago, but it's all cold now. She didn't have time to heat it up, so please make do with this."
Shen Yanming took the plastic bottle, thinking to himself that his wife was quite the drama queen. But this medicine seemed a bit icy.
He waved his hand and said, "It's alright, it's alright. Heating the medicine twice will affect its efficacy. Let's just drink it like this."
Actually, ice isn't good either, but the weather outside is like this; even if it's hot, it will cool down in a short time.
“Your wife said she wanted to use a thermos, but I thought since it was already cold, there was no need to ruin the thermos. It would also save us from having to wash it afterward and leaving a strong medicinal smell,” Jiang Shulian explained.
Shen Yanming nodded: "Mm." Then he took out his thermos from his backpack, poured out the ginger slices, rinsed it a couple of times, unscrewed the plastic bottle, and poured the bottom of the thermos into it.
He knew his wife had brewed it with spiritual spring water and medicinal herbs grown in their space, and it was very effective. Drinking this much should be enough to make it work.
Everyone else shared some too. The first taste felt like my teeth were going to melt from the cold, and only after it subsided did I realize how bitter it was on my tongue.
"Ugh, how can it taste so awful?" Chang Anhui said with a bitter face. He stuck out his tongue, looking a bit like a husky.
Shen Yanming frowned, thinking that this medicine shouldn't have such a strong smell. But then he thought about how long his wife had spent brewing it, and he felt relieved.
"It's probably because we boiled it early, and the medicine was already working," Shen Yanming said, making an excuse.
Jiang Shulian looked at their pained expressions and laughed unkindly. He waved his hand and said, "Since you're alright, everyone can go home now. If this medicine is too cold, take it back and warm it up before drinking it."
"Okay, I got it." Chang Anhui tightened the lid of the cup, stuffed it into his bag, and said to everyone, "I'm going back to sleep now. I haven't rested for over thirty hours, and my eyelids are drooping."
Li Gangtie yawned upon hearing this: "Yeah, me too. Old Ye, you go back and keep an eye on the stuff. If I don't go get it tonight, it means I'm still not fully awake. I'll go tomorrow. Don't let those little brats of yours take it all."
"Don't worry, no problem. My team members are all very obedient," Ye Wengui said with a smile.
Li Gangtie rolled his eyes: "I'm not guarding against them, I'm guarding against you! As the leader, if you just peek and leak a few things, how can your subordinates not obey? If you want to give them benefits, give them your own, don't try to take advantage of me. I have a whole family to support too."
He had learned his lesson before, so he made his point very clearly.
Ye Wengui felt a little embarrassed, thinking to himself that he had only let the little brats take one of his roast chickens once, yet they had been thinking about it for so long.
He took the blame to protect the children. He was in the wrong, so he couldn't refute it.
So he awkwardly laughed and said, "If you're worried, why don't you take it now?"
Li Gangtie suddenly realized he might have gone too far, so he clasped his hands together and smiled apologetically, "No, no, no, I believe you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the audience burst into laughter.
"Okay, everyone can go home now. Go back and get some rest. There's no rush with Old Ye's stuff." After saying that, Qi Xili pulled Qi Lin home.
Shen Yanming said goodbye to everyone and left.
Chi Kangyong caught up and asked, "Are you going to send meat to Heping?"
Shen Yanming thought for a moment and nodded: "Give it to me." Otherwise, would Old Ji stew the meat and let Heping smell it?
"How much?" Ji Kangyong asked without beating around the bush. "I was thinking of giving five catties of pork and a fish. What do you think?"
Shen Yanming naturally had no objection, but then asked, "Don't you think it's too much?"
"It's alright. I'm all alone anyway, so it doesn't matter if I eat more or less."
"Not planning to invite Qin Yiren?" Shen Yanming asked with a smile.
Ji Kangyong smiled awkwardly: "Sure, but we're not officially a couple yet, so she can't come to my house for meals every day. Besides, we don't eat that much. Unlike you, you have two little ones."
"My two little ones are very well-behaved, and my wife is especially understanding," Shen Yanming said shamelessly.
Ji Kangyong did not refute, but said, "Well, you can deliver it to Heping, I'll deliver it to Zhaozhao."
He could sense that something was wrong with those two, so...
Shen Yanming smiled at Ji Kangyong and patted his arm: "No need for such trouble. You give it to Heping, and I'll give it to Zhaozhao. We're brothers. Even if we have some minor conflicts, it's not to the point of never seeing each other again."
Ji Kangyong nodded: "I was just afraid you'd feel awkward."
Shen Yanming smiled but didn't say anything. He did feel awkward, but there was no reason for Lao Ji to go to such lengths just because of his own little mood.
"Alright, let's go home. My wife is getting impatient."
"Okay, you get some rest. See you another day."
"become!"
Half an hour later, Shen Yanming arrived home. As soon as he opened the door, he was warmly welcomed by Bi Qiaoan and An'an Nuannuan.
The two little ones didn't mind that he was dirty; they went up to him, hugged his legs, and exclaimed, "Daddy, why did you take so long to come back!"
Shen Yanming smiled and patted the two children's heads, offering a few comforting words. Then he looked affectionately at his wife: "Darling, I'm back."
"Hmm!" Bi Qiaoan had a thousand words in her heart, but at this moment, she suddenly became speechless.
He pushed the two younger children aside and said to him, "Are you hungry? Are you still sleepy? Do you want to take a shower first? By the way, what about your wound? Let me see if it's serious."
Her speech seemed illogical, but the concern in her words was undeniable.
Shen Yanming stepped forward and hugged her, whispering, "I'm sorry, I made you worry."
Bi Qiaoan forced back her tears, sniffed, then looked up and said in a wronged voice, "You smell so bad!"
Shen Yanming: "......" That hurts!
"I'm going to wash up." He let go of his wife and took off his filthy coat. The sleeves of the clothes underneath were torn and looked unwearable.
Bi Qiaoan took it and looked at it carefully: "It can still be repaired." Although there are some in the space, now is not the time to waste them.
Shen Yanming nodded: "If it's too much trouble, then don't bother. If you don't want to throw it away, you can give it to someone else."
Bi Qiaoan pursed her lips: "That would have to be anonymous, which is almost the same as throwing it away. If we want to live a peaceful life, we can't flaunt our wealth."
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