Chapter 152 Fortunately, I only need to recuperate
Fu Yucheng bit a peanut and smiled: "You are still more comfortable to wipe, better than big brother's rough hands."
He suddenly stuffed a bamboo box into her pocket and said, "Yesterday, when I was taking a detour, I saw a dense growth of bamboo, so I made a jewelry box. It's better at keeping out dust than your cloth bag, and it's perfect for your silver earrings."
Yun Tangyin touched the winding branches on the box and smiled: "You really can't keep your hands idle."
She stuffed a chestnut into his mouth. "Freshly peeled, softer than fried peanuts."
Yu Xia came in with a bamboo sieve to dry the red dates. Seeing Yun Tangyin feeding chestnuts to Fu Yucheng, she smiled and joked, "This treatment is better than confinement."
She poured a handful of red dates onto the table. "I picked these from the back mountain. They're sweeter than the ones from the supply and marketing cooperative. They'll replenish Yinyin's energy and blood."
Yun Tangyin blushed and stuffed a red date into Fu Yucheng's hand: "Eat it too, it replenishes your blood."
Seeing that he wanted to peel it himself, he quickly grabbed it and peeled it, "How can you do it to an injured person? You have to serve him more than a child."
Fu Yucheng chewed the red dates and smiled: "Then I will rely on you, more than anyone else."
She blew on his arm and said, "Hurry up and make me a bamboo dresser when you're done."
"Yes, sir." Fu Yucheng saluted, but because of his injury, his movements were not very standard, which made everyone in the room laugh.
Song Yushuang came in carrying a bamboo tray with a bowl of egg custard on it. "Eat it quickly. It has sesame oil in it, and it's more fragrant than plain porridge."
She also stuffed a spoon into Yun Tangyin's hand and said, "You should also make up for it. Let's see how much you cook."
Just as Yun Tangyin was about to feed Fu Yucheng, he held her hand back: "You eat first, you're more anxious than me."
He put a spoonful of egg custard into her mouth, "Is it sweet? It's even more tender than the ones in the cafeteria."
At lunchtime, Yu Xia came in with a bamboo lunch box containing a plate of braised pork ribs. "Cheng, eat quickly! I added hawthorns to it, which makes it less greasy than just braised pork ribs."
She also put a piece into Yun Tangyin's bowl and said, "You should eat some too. It's better than always eating vegetarian food."
Fu Yucheng was about to put the ribs into Yun Tangyin's bowl when she held his chopsticks down: "You have to eat the meat since you're injured. I'll just drink the soup."
She put a piece of potato into his bowl and said, "This noodle is easier to digest than pork ribs."
Yu Xia covered her mouth and smiled. "The other day I saw Yuan Shan weaving a bamboo crib. He said it was for a child. It's more breathable than a wooden bed and perfect for sleeping in the summer."
In the evening, when Fu Yucheng wanted to get out of bed and walk around, Yun Tangyin quickly supported him: "Slow down, you have to be more careful than a child learning to walk."
She tied a bamboo belt around his waist. "I wove it. It's stronger than a cloth belt. It'll give you more protection."
There was a layer of cotton padding sewn into the belt. Fu Yucheng touched it and said, "It's more comfortable than the army's belt."
He took two steps into the yard and suddenly stuffed a small bamboo gadget into her hand. "The bamboo dragonfly I made for you is stronger than the ones you buy and can spin longer than anything else."
The bamboo dragonfly spun around the yard at a rapid speed. Yun Tangyin chased it with a smile, "It's even more fun than when I was a kid."
Song Yushuang was drying chili powder in a bamboo sieve, looking at them and smiling: "This is more like a young couple, better than being cooped up in the house."
At dinner, Fu Yucheng poured a bowl of red date porridge into Yun Tangyin's bowl: "Look how soft these red dates are. They are sweeter than last time."
There was only porridge in his own bowl. Yun Tangyin poured half a spoonful into his bowl and said, "Don't just give it to me. You need to eat it too."
Fu Yucheng hurriedly started eating. Fu Yuanzheng and his wife were looking at each other and smiling. In the halo of the bamboo lamp, the food on the table was steaming, just like the day, warming people's hearts.
At night, Yun Tangyin changed Fu Yucheng's dressing. Seeing that the swelling had subsided, she breathed a sigh of relief: "It's much better than yesterday. It will be fully healed in three days."
She applied ointment to the wound and said, "Don't touch water. This is more important than anything else."
Fu Yucheng snuggled into her arms and said, "Having you here to serve me is better than any medicine."
He suddenly stuffed a small bamboo sachet into her hand and said, "It contains mugwort. It repels insects better than ordinary sachets. Hang it by the bed."
The sachet was embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks. Yun Tangyin sniffed it and said, "It smells better than the sachets in the pharmacy."
She stuffed a plum into his mouth. "Is it sour? It's more sour than red dates."
Fu Yucheng narrowed his eyes in sourness, but smiled and leaned close to her cheek: "No matter how sour I am, I'm not as sour as you. You just said you wanted a dressing table."
He suddenly blew into her ear and said, "When I get better, I'll get you one with a mirror."
Yun Tangyin blushed and shrank into his arms: "Who's jealous?"
Her fingertips traced the gauze on his arm. "Get well soon, that's better than anything else."
The bamboo wind chimes outside the window rang twice, as if responding to the sweetness in the house.
Fu Yucheng hugged her in his arms, and the small bamboo sachet swayed between them. The fragrance of mugwort mixed with the sour taste of plums, just like the day, sour and sweet, just right.
The next morning, just as Fu Yucheng was about to sit up, Yun Tangyin held him down and said, "Lie down for a while."
She pressed a book into his hands, "Mom gave it to me. It's better than just sitting there."
Fu Yucheng smiled while holding the book: "It seems that Mom also knows that I am bored. It is not convenient for me to hold it with my hands. Please read it to me, just like I read it to you before."
Yun Tangyin flipped through the pages of the book and smiled: "Just read it. It's less trouble than reading it yourself."
She cleared her throat and just finished reciting two sentences when Fu Yucheng grabbed her wrist and said, "What's wrong? Is it worse than the monks chanting in the temple?"
"No," Fu Yucheng stuffed a candied fruit into her palm, "it moistens your throat, it's better than dry chanting."
He suddenly touched the headboard and said, "I made a bamboo bookmark for you. It's stronger than paper bookmarks and easier to turn pages."
There was a little squirrel engraved on the bookmark. Yun Tangyin put it in the book and traced the pattern with her fingertips: "It's more exquisite than the ones I bought in town."
She continued reading, and when she reached an interesting part, Fu Yucheng suddenly interrupted her: "The bamboo flute in this story is definitely not as good as the one I made for you."
Yun Tangyin closed the book and tapped his arm: "Listen carefully and don't interrupt."
Seeing him sitting down obediently, she couldn't help but stuff a red date into his mouth and asked, "Is it sweet?"
Song Yushuang came in carrying a bamboo sieve for drying pumpkin seeds, and smiled as he peered into the room, "This scene is even prettier than New Year pictures."
She poured a handful of melon seeds into Yun Tangyin's hand. "Freshly fried ones are more fragrant than raw ones. Crack them for fun when you're tired of studying."
Fu Yucheng grabbed the melon seeds and stuffed them into her hands: "You are studying, I will peel them for you, it will save you the trouble of doing it yourself."
The melon seed shells crackled as her knuckles pinched them, and the kernels piled up in her palm like a small hill.
Yun Tangyin put a melon seed into his mouth and said, "This is a reward for you. You can steal my life better than anyone else."
She suddenly remembered something and teased Fu Yucheng deliberately: "By the way, my second sister-in-law said that the wild grapes in the back mountain are ripe and sourer than the ones grown at home. Do you want some?"
Fu Yucheng quickly shook his head: "No, no, I won't go. Remember this is stricter than a military order."
Yun Tangyin laughed out loud.
At lunchtime, Yu Xia came in with a bamboo lunch box containing a bowl of winter melon meatball soup. "Hurry up, Ah Cheng, have some. I added dried shrimps, and it's more delicious than just meatball soup."
She also scooped a spoonful into Yun Tangyin's bowl and said, "You should drink some too. It's lighter than always drinking broth."
Fu Yucheng was about to put the meatballs into Yun Tangyin's bowl when she held his chopsticks down: "You have to eat the meatballs since you're injured. I'll just drink the soup."
She put a piece of winter melon into his bowl and said, "This is softer and easier to chew than meatballs."
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