Chapter 92 I will pluck out all your sparse hair
Han Jiaojiao vaguely remembered that there were indeed medicinal fields around Chunshan County.
However, there are only two places. Setting up the factory in Chunshan County does make it convenient for the supply of raw materials and the output of finished products.
She nodded: "Once the factory and the airport are built, Chunshan County's development will soar..."
Will you get rich if you buy a few houses before the demolition?
Han Jiaojiao laughed as she thought about it: "A-choo!"
"Sister, are you okay?"
"It's okay. It might be because I have my period. I feel a little chilly."
"I told you that you're stupid. You don't even know if it's cold or not!"
Zhong Shun complained, got up and went to the kitchen to boil some ginger and scallion water for her: "You will feel better after taking a sip!"
Han Jiaojiao looked at him with a smile.
Zhong Shun's face turned red from her staring at him, and he said proudly, "I'm not concerned about you, I'm just afraid that my brother will be infected by you!"
"I know, I know. Er Gouzi cares about Brother Goumao the most!"
puff!
Shen Junshan's reproachful look almost made Han Jiaojiao fall to the ground with laughter.
She is so funny!
…Ma Changshou walked around the food again and again.
The sweet and sour squirrel fish, the fragrant steamed pork with rice flour, and the flavorful braised spareribs, each of them is a must-try dish when taken out alone.
His saliva was almost drowning, but he didn't dare to move his chopsticks until Du Ling moved.
Ma Changshou was getting impatient: "Please, please, please come and eat it quickly, or it will get cold."
After receiving the reply, Du Ling felt depressed.
Her son didn't want to come, and her daughter-in-law was sick, so she bought a kitchen full of vegetables and had no place to put them.
Suddenly, dinner no longer tasted good, and the steamed spareribs with rice flour had no flavor either.
She looked at the food on the table and sighed, "It's tasteless."
"What's so boring about it? Your son was stabbed..."
Du Ling's fierce eyes shot over, and Ma Changshou immediately changed his words: "He was injured accidentally, and he should rest more. As for your daughter-in-law, she may be sick after the long journey. You can go and see her some other day with some things."
"What did you say?"
"I said to pick up some things and go take a look."
"Oh yeah, why didn't I think of that!"
Du Ling immediately laughed: "If he doesn't come, I can go! Do you think Junshan will like these three dishes?"
"I…"
"Forget it, you're not sure. We'll know if he likes it when we send it over. Try it and see if my cooking skills have deteriorated."
Du Ling happily picked up food for Ma Changshou. The fish and meat in his bowl had piled up into a small mountain.
Even with all these delicious foods, Ma Changshou was not happy at all.
He is not a glutton, why is he piling it up and pouring it into his mouth...
…
Zhong Shun washed the dishes and tiptoed into Shen Junshan's room. He pointed at Han Jiaojiao lying on the bed and gently put down two medicine bottles.
Zhong Shun: "Are you really sick?"
"37.8, low-grade fever."
"I told you something was not right. Your voice sounded a little strange, and you sneezed! You little idiot, you tried to be brave, now you're done for!"
Zhong Shun shook his head and bent down to put her shoes away: "Brother, I'll sleep here tonight. If you need to be sent to the hospital, I'll help you carry the person."
"Well, let Fang get you a new towel."
"I know. I'll boil some ginger and scallion water for her. She'll get better after she sweats."
Zhong Shun tiptoed out of the room.
Han Jiaojiao squinted her eyes in a daze. Although it was only a low-grade fever, her body seemed to be particularly sensitive to the virus and she couldn't stand the slightest dizziness.
As if he had a serious illness, he fell on the bed and didn't move. He could only vaguely see the outline of Shen Junshan.
"Jiaojiao, open your mouth and drink the medicine. You will feel better after you drink it."
Shen Junshan was used to taking care of his brothers in the army, especially for the younger soldiers, he naturally played the role of a parent.
But those were just tough and thick-skinned recruits, no match for Jiaojiao.
Shen Junshan helped her up from the bed as gently as possible, let her rest her head on his legs, and said while holding her head up, "Be good, open your mouth."
Han Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes and just as she tasted the unique flavor of the syrup, she immediately slid the medicine out from the tip of her tongue.
He tilted his head and vomited all over his shorts.
Shen Junshan was not angry. He had expected this situation and prepared a towel to wipe it clean in advance.
He helped her up and wanted to pry open her mouth with a spoon, but then he heard Han Jiaojiao humming, and then she threw herself into his arms.
From the neck to the chest, from the chest to the stomach, and then she lay back obediently on his legs.
All possible places were used, Shen Junshan was helpless...
"Jiaojiao, we have plums. They're super sour, super salty, and super unpalatable."
He took a white plum and rubbed it on her lips. Han Jiaojiao licked her lips, tasted the flavor, and her little mouth curled up.
She closed her eyes, raised her head and opened her mouth to swallow it.
Shen Junshan seized the opportunity and stuffed a full spoonful of syrup into her throat.
A large mouthful of syrup suddenly slid down Han Jiaojiao's throat, and all the hairs on her body stood up!
Shen Junshan smiled faintly: "Xiao Hei would be the same as you when he saw a dead rat!"
"Who is Xiao Hei?"
"The little black cat that Uncle Zhang raised is called Xiao Hei."
Han Jiaojiao felt sorry for Xiao Hei. The name was chosen too hastily. At least he should have a three-character name like hers...
Han Jiaojiao rolled on the bed twice, then became too dizzy to move anymore, and fell into a deep sleep with the plum in her mouth.
Shen Junshan covered her with a quilt, wrapping her tightly like a little dumpling.
I went to get some hot water and wiped her forehead and hands from time to time to cool them down.
By the second half of the night, her temperature had finally dropped, but Shen Junshan was exhausted.
At first, he sat by her bed and took care of her.
Then, someone wrapped in a ball of rice dumplings was moved onto his legs.
In the end, he didn't know how it developed, but the ball of rice dumplings conquered him and clung to his body like an abalone.
Fortunately, Han Jiaojiao's body was warm enough and her small body was light enough, so Shen Junshan didn't sleep too badly that night and it was quite beautiful...
Han Jiaojiao was sleeping in a daze.
There was a man in her dream, whose eyes and eyebrows were about 60% similar to Shen Junshan, but she was sure that man was not Shen Junshan.
Because the other person was old and bald, he looked at people with a cold and sharp look, and he acted very pretentious.
There were a few people around him, pointing in his direction and shouting and cursing. They were cursing Shen Junshan, saying that he was cruel and had attacked his family.
Without saying a word, the man rushed over and slapped Shen Junshan twice.
Han Jiaojiao was so angry in her dream that she rushed over to the man and slapped him crazily: "You baldy, you dare to hit my husband? I will pluck out all your hair! If you don't dare to touch my man, I will make you a eunuch!"
“Jiao, Jiaojiao, stop it…Jiaojiao!”
Han Jiaojiao was awakened by a familiar voice. She was shocked when she saw the situation clearly...
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