The Ying family's warm-up banquet was quite successful. Wang Xiaohua kept talking about how delicious the bowl of warm and nourishing slow-cooked mutton soup was. Under normal circumstances, she could talk about it for two or three days, but as the Spring Festival was approaching, she started to think about what delicious food her parents would prepare for her when she got home.
The health center started to close in the afternoon of the 29th. Wang Xiaohua went back early because her home was in the county town. Mu Huaixi and Fengjuan spent the whole morning in the hospital arranging moxa, but not a single patient came in.
After all, it is before the festival, and everyone is busy preparing the New Year's Eve dinner. Minor injuries and pains are overshadowed by the joy of the upcoming New Year, and people will not easily come to the health center for fear of bringing the disease to the next year.
At noon, Jiang Wenyuan posted a piece of red paper with the holiday schedule and emergency contact information in a conspicuous place, locked the large iron door, and said with a smile to the two colleagues waiting nearby, "It's vacation time!"
"That's great," Li Fengjuan clapped her hands and smiled, then suddenly said with emotion, "If the flowers were here, they would definitely jump three feet high."
Mu Huaixi thought of Wang Xiaohua's usual appearance and felt that the current scene was a little less lively. She looked at Jiang Wenyuan, who was carrying a suitcase. "Doctor Jiang, I want to wish you a Happy New Year in advance! Go home and have a good rest. I'll be here at the health center, don't worry."
Jiang Wenyuan nodded. He had basically never taken a vacation before Mu Huaixi came, so he took a leave to go home during the Chinese New Year.
The clinic opens on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, and he won't be back until after the fifteenth. This means Mu Huaixi won't be able to rest during this period, so Jiang Wenyuan felt a little sorry. "I'll bring you some delicious food when I come back. The hazelnuts at our place are delicious!"
"Pfft", Mu Huaixi couldn't help laughing. Perhaps because he had seen the three of them sitting in front of the stove cracking melon seeds and eating dates too many times, Dr. Jiang had now learned the trick of "feeding" them.
Suddenly, Xiaohua possessed her, and she deliberately asked Dr. Jiang, "Are these hazelnuts only available to the three sisters in our clinic, or do Captain Gu and Instructor Luo also have them?"
"Luo..." Jiang Wenyuan was caught off guard and subconsciously wanted to say Luo Rui's name, but then he realized that he was being teased. Fortunately, his skin color was dark enough, so the slight redness was not noticeable.
"What do I have? What do I have?" Luo Rui suddenly interrupted. She heard several people chatting from a distance, but she didn't think it was related to her.
"Cough cough cough cough", Jiang Wenyuan saw her at this time, and he couldn't catch his breath and kept coughing. Now his black hair couldn't cover it up, and his whole face including his ears and neck turned red. Mu Huaixi was so scared that she hurriedly patted his back, regretting that she had played this joke on him.
"I'll do it, I'll do it, you're not strong enough," Luo Rui slapped Jiang Wenyuan twice, almost slapping his heart and lungs out.
Doctor Jiang raised his hand to signal him to stop, but she continued to stare at him, mistaking Black Bao Zheng for Guan Gong. Then she slowly sighed, "Wow, you can go on stage without even putting on oil paint."
Mu Huaixi knew that she shouldn't do this, but she couldn't help but chuckle when she saw this scene. This also made her certain that Dr. Jiang was indeed interested in Luo Rui, and maybe he came to the mountain clinic for her. However, although Prince Xiang was interested, the goddess was ruthless, so it was still unknown whether this couple could succeed.
Luo Rui came here to go home with Jiang Wenyuan. They grew up in the same courtyard. It happened that they had a vacation, so they naturally went back together to take care of each other. After all, they still had to take a day's train after leaving the mountains.
After seeing off Dr. Jiang and Instructor Luo, Mu Huaixi walked home in the light snow. When he reached Hulu Pass, he found that red lanterns were hung on the guard post. The Spring Festival was really coming.
She walked in with a smile on her face. As soon as she entered the door, she saw the white deer jumping towards her and nodding her waist with its head familiarly.
"You little brat, you still remember to come back," Mu Huaixi rubbed its head and pretended to be angry and scolded it. Wen Ju had guests coming and going, and she was afraid that the white deer would be frightened, so she asked Dahei to take it to the mountain behind to stay for a while. Unexpectedly, it didn't come back for two days. If the water basin behind the house had not been drunk clean, she would have thought it had followed Dahei away.
"I came back this morning and brought you a gift."
Mu Huaixi heard Ying Mingcheng's voice behind him, and turned around with a smile, but was startled. He quickly turned around and covered his face, "You, what are you doing?"
"Huh?" Ying Mingcheng was confused. He walked past Mu Huaixi and put the stir-fried bean sprouts in his hand on the kang table. "I'm cooking."
He had newly made the kang table. In order to use it as soon as possible, he did not paint it. Instead, he applied wood wax over and over again on the leather. Ying Mingcheng waited for Mu Huaixi to come into the room before bringing the dishes over, just to let her appreciate the brand new and shiny kang table.
But when she turned around, she still covered her face.
"What's wrong?" Ying Mingcheng saw that the tips of her exposed ears were very red, and he looked down at himself again. There was nothing wrong. Wasn't he just wearing that floral apron?
“You, you…” Mu Huaixi looked at him through her fingers. He was wearing an apron, but that was all he was wearing! !
If she hadn't just confirmed that he was still wearing pants, Mu Huaixi would have thought she had accidentally walked into some muscular hunk's scene. How could someone cook with his upper body naked and only wearing an apron?
"I was just chopping wood in the yard and took it off because I felt hot." Ying Mingcheng didn't think anything of it. He turned his head to look at Mu Huaixi and thought she was very strange. "Haven't you seen me naked many times? Why are you still shy?"
Mu Huaixi was secretly resentful in his heart. This was completely different!
The first few times she saw Ying Mingcheng, it was simply a doctor seeing a patient. Later, she saw him chopping wood with his upper body naked, and that was just an ambiguous admiration in the sunset. But now it was different. She had touched almost every muscle on his body, but Ying Mingcheng was half covered and half exposed with an apron. It was like a top student encountering a cloze test, or a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder encountering a diamond painting. Since she couldn't complete it with her own hands, she had to copy his complete appearance in her mind.
Ying Mingcheng seemed to have heard what she was thinking. He pulled off his apron and wiped the sweat off his body. He rubbed the hair of his still shy young wife and said, "Go and sit down. I'll bring the food over and we'll start eating."
Mu Huaixi sat silently at the table on the kang. Later she realized that this should be Ying Mingcheng's craftsmanship. She looked at it carefully, touched it with her hands, and praised the man who brought back the dish.
"Your craftsmanship is extraordinary. If I had known, I would have let you make my medicine cabinet too."
Ying Mingcheng's mood, which had been a little gloomy just now, immediately brightened up. He picked up a piece of bean sprouts that Wang Hongxia had sent her with his chopsticks and joked, "That's right. If you had given it to me, I would have used it all by now."
"Why don't you wait for me to come back to pick the bean sprouts? It's so troublesome to do it alone." Mu Huaixi originally wanted to praise him and get over the awkwardness, but when she saw that he picked and fried the bean sprouts by himself, she felt warm in her heart.
"It's not a problem. It's not a problem if you want to eat it." Seeing that she was enjoying the meal, Ying Mingcheng started to think about how to grow bean sprouts. There were too few edible vegetables in the mountains in winter, and he didn't want to let her suffer.
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