Chapter 94: A Turbulence
In that ancient life, he was so good to her.
And in this life, even though he has no memory, he is still attentive and gentle.
Cui Hejin listened to the special tone in Jiang Zhiluo's voice, paused slightly, and sighed softly: "Silly boy, is this what you call good?"
How can this be considered good for her?
Jiang Zhiluo didn't explain much.
She thought of Chen Huadie in the morning, and actually wanted to ask if he had ever been nice to others before.
After all, he was in the capital before, and he was the prince of a duke. His appearance, family background and abilities were all there. There must have been many suitors like Chen Huadie flocking to him.
I don't know how he would react.
It should be cold too, right?
Although she was curious, Jiang Zhiluo resisted the urge to ask.
Things were thawed between them now, but it didn't seem appropriate to ask these questions.
Besides, he probably doesn't want to recall what happened in the capital and the ups and downs he experienced during his exile.
Jiang Zhiluo changed the subject and said, "My mother gave me some pickled mustard greens. I like them very much."
Jiang Zhiluo felt warm in her heart when she held the pickles made by her mother.
It seems that holding this will ease the longing for home.
"Well, if you like it, you can pickle it at home."
"It's different. It tastes different."
Cui Hejin probably understood, and he said softly: "It's okay, you can go back to see your parents often when you have time in the future. If you want me to accompany you, I will go back with you."
Hearing these words, Jiang Zhiluo's heart seemed to be hit by a stone, causing ripples and waves.
Because of his understanding and support, she felt comfortable and warm.
Although she got married, she did not think that she had no relationship with her parents' family.
Her parents raised her, and her brothers and sisters loved and respected her. How could she just ignore them after getting married?
There will be concern in your heart, and this is an involuntary feeling.
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The two of them chatted like this and soon arrived home.
When Mrs. Cui saw them coming back, she felt relieved.
"I'm glad you're back."
"I just made dinner. You must be hungry. Let's eat."
Jiang Zhiluo washed her hands first, then went into the room and found a set of clean clothes in the closet. She said to Cui Hejin, "Change your clothes first. Your left sleeve is soaked."
It was because Cui Hejin tilted the umbrella towards her at the beginning that half of her shoulder was wet.
Cui Hejin washed his hands and changed his clothes inside the house.
Jiang Zhiluo cut ginger slices.
Madam Cui didn't understand. "Zhiluo, do you want to soak in water to ward off the cold?"
Villagers usually use ginger slices to ward off the cold.
It’s just that ginger is rarely used in cooking.
Jiang Zhiluo also used it when cooking, and only then did Mrs. Cui know that ginger slices could remove fishy smells.
So we always keep ginger at home for use.
Jiang Zhiluo said, "Well, mother, ginger water can dispel the cold, so it will be better if you let your husband drink some first."
She put the chopped ginger slices in a bowl, then poured hot water into the bowl, and Cui Hejin would be able to drink it soon.
"Mom, you drink too."
She also put two slices of ginger in Mrs. Cui's bowl and her own bowl.
"Okay, let's all drink."
Old Madam Cui knew that Zhiluo was considerate, and seeing how much she cared about Cui Hejin, Old Madam Cui was also touched.
When Cui Hejin came out after changing her clothes, Old Madam Cui said, "Hejin, drink some ginger water quickly."
"Zhiluo must be worried about you, so she made some for you early. Drink it to ward off the cold."
Cui Hejin lowered his eyes and stared at her, with a shimmering light spreading from the bottom of his eyes, as if shrouded in the gentle glow of moonlight, and a hint of gentle breath flowing.
"Um."
Cui Hejin looked at Jiang Zhiluo's hand.
"Does your hand still hurt?"
When Jiang Zhiluo went to her parents' house in the afternoon, she took off the cloth to prevent them from worrying.
The wound was small and it healed after applying some medicine.
She spent the whole afternoon weaving straw sandals and didn't feel anything.
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Well, that's good."
The family sat down to eat.
After drinking the ginger water, Mrs. Cui said, "Don't say it, after drinking it, I feel warm all over."
Jiang Zhiluo said, "You can make some ginger water to drink when the weather gets cold."
After finishing the meal and cleaning up, Jiang Zhiluo took out two pairs of straw sandals and said, "Mom, these are for you."
"This pair is for my husband."
Old Madam Cui was stunned when she saw the shoes Jiang Zhiluo handed over.
It looks very beautiful and delicate, but it is woven.
Mrs. Cui was surprised. "Zhiluo, did you buy these shoes?"
Jiang Zhiluo explained, "Mom, I knitted these myself. I can wear these shoes when it rains or when I go up the mountain, so it's more convenient for me to move around."
"Oh, Zhiluo, you are really skillful."
When you first hear the word "straw sandals", you may think they are rough and ugly.
But the straw sandals woven by Zhiluo are beautiful and exquisite.
You can’t put it down once you hold it in your hand.
Mrs. Cui couldn't wait to try it on.
She walked on the ground, her eyes showing her admiration, "Really good!"
"As long as Mom likes it."
"Of course I like it. It's soft and comfortable to wear. I don't have to worry about getting my shoes wet and making it inconvenient to walk when it rains."
"And I feel like these shoes don't slip."
Cui Hejin looked at Jiang Zhiluo, and a soft and affectionate look appeared in his cold eyes, as if he wanted to melt her into the depths of his eyes.
However, Jiang Zhiluo did not notice the change in Cui Hejin's expression at this time.
Seeing that Mrs. Cui and Cui Hejin liked such shoes, she was also very happy.
However, Mrs. Cui and Cui Hejin only had two or three sets of clothes, which were washed so often that they had become a little white, and they were all made of coarse linen.
She thought that she should buy two sets of clothes or some cloth to cut and make them herself.
After the family washed up, Jiang Zhiluo took a bath with hot water, then went back to the house to get a pen and write and draw on paper.
She first drew the method of making a straw raincoat on paper.
If my parents could find a palm tree and get the palm bark, they would know how to make a straw raincoat just by looking at the blueprint.
It’s just that you may not be able to find bamboo.
If you can find it, you can make an umbrella.
Jiang Zhiluo drew a palm tree on the paper.
Then the steps are written below, including cutting the palm skin, raking the palm fibers, twisting the threads, etc.
Write down each step in words and then draw pictures.
It seems clear at a glance.
In fact, if you can't find a palm tree, you can also make it with straw, sedge, thatch, etc.
However, such a laboriously made straw raincoat can only block a certain amount of wind and rain, and the clothes are still easily wet, and it does not keep you warm.
The best material for a straw raincoat is coir, which is both protective and warm.
While painting, Jiang Zhiluo suddenly thought of something.
That is, her father seems to be able to read.
I remember when I drew the bellows diagram before, I wrote down the method of making the bellows on it.
She wrote a lot of words, and my father could recognize them all.
Moreover, she and her younger brothers and sisters also learned to read and write from their parents since childhood.
So her parents had no doubts at all about her ability to write and read.
In my parents' words, my grandfather was from a poor scholar family. He was literate, and my mother learned to read from him since she was a child. My father also learned the characters he knew from my mother.
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