"Maybe Mo Zhiqing's medicine is better than the medic's!"
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Now that the people had been rescued, everyone slowly dispersed. Yang Chunhai held Yang Jia and supported Yang Po as they walked home.
After returning home, Mo Yutong quickly asked Yan Mingli to go into the bedroom to change clothes. She noticed that his face looked a little pale on the way there. He must have caught a cold after being soaked in water and exposed to the wind.
He quickly took out a pack of brown sugar ginger tea from the space pharmacy, filled half an enamel pot with it for him, and then stood by the bedroom door waiting.
"Come, drink this quickly." Seeing him open the door, she hurriedly handed him the enamel pot in her hand.
Smelling the strong smell of ginger, he couldn't help but frown slightly, but heard the little girl say: "I know you don't like the taste of ginger very much, but drinking it is good for your health. I'm afraid you will get sick."
"How do you know I don't like it?" Yan Mingli looked at her with lowered eyebrows, suddenly pinched her wrist, pulled her into the bedroom, and quickly closed the door.
Putting the enamel pot on the small table, Yan Mingli looked at her carefully again and again, and the crazy idea in his mind began to emerge again.
"I heard it from the aunts and the ladies." The young man's imposing aura was a bit intimidating, and Mo Yutong quickly lowered her head and spoke in a low voice.
"Yutong, you are..." In this era of overthrowing all monsters and demons, how could he have such a crazy idea?
"I'm just asking about this, don't let your imagination run wild." For some reason, Mo Yutong was a little afraid of what he was about to say.
"Well, stop thinking about it, it's time for us to go to the fields." Yan Mingli finally drank the brown sugar ginger tea in one gulp, went into the kitchen and washed the enamel pot.
After picking up their backpacks, the four of them left the yard again and continued to work on the autumn harvest like all the other busy people.
However, in the tense fields, noisy exclamations could be heard from time to time.
Yang Feng, who had gone to the grove to solve his personal problems, suddenly jumped in front of Yan Mingli and looked at him left and right.
"Why are you looking at me if you don't want to do your work? Be careful or your work points will be deducted." Seeing him jumping around like a monkey, Yan Mingli glared at him unhappily.
"What are you afraid of? I have someone backing me, right? Boss Yan!" Yang Feng patted his chest and said fearlessly.
"I'm not a scorer." Yan Mingli pushed him away stubbornly and continued to harvest rice.
"What's the difference between being your sister-in-law and being your sister-in-law? Can't you see the way she looks at you every time?" Yang Feng imitated the way Mo Yutong looked at him, his face full of admiration and trust.
"How can you look at people like that?" Yan Mingli's eyes were full of disgust, and the feeling of nausea rose from the soles of his feet.
"Of course you don't have any. Otherwise, you can ask Er Laizi." Yang Feng pulled Xiong Yuan over and prepared to grab his neck again.
"Yang Feng, do you have any misunderstanding about your height?" Xiong Yuan immediately jumped away, looking like he didn't want to pay any attention to him at all.
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