Chapter 132 The Lady Is Kind-hearted
Song Yuntang shook his head, "I should be the one thanking you for accommodating me like this."
If she hadn't proposed the engagement, their fates would never have been tied together.
All in all, Xu Qingye was forced in by her.
Xu Qingye smiled and said nothing more.
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After they returned home, Song Yuntang put the paper into the house and continued to sit under the eaves to grind the herbs. The preparation of scar-removing ointment and pills was much more delicate and time-consuming than that of shampoo.
Xu Qingye rolled up his sleeves, revealing a lean arm. He chopped the chicken he brought in the morning into small pieces and put it into a clay pot. He then picked a small piece of ginger from the seasonings Song Yuntang bought, washed it, sliced it and threw it in. He then added water to the clay pot and simmered it on a small stove.
I also washed a handful of red dates and put them aside, thinking of putting them in after the chicken was almost cooked.
After doing all this, he scooped out the pot of medicinal herbs that had been boiled and cooled before going out into a small jar and moved it under the eaves to dry.
He also rinsed all the bamboo jars that Song Jinsheng had brought early in the morning with a bamboo brush and hung them on the rack in the yard.
While Song Yuntang was busy with the things at hand, he would glance in the direction of Xu Qingye from time to time. He really spoke very little and was basically working.
Moreover, he is very organized in what he does, and although his movements seem slow, he actually does things well and quickly. He does not forget things and run around, seeming busy but not getting much done.
After the bamboo pot was cleaned, the kitchen was already filled with the aroma of chicken.
He washed his hands, got up and went to the kitchen, poured the red dates he had just washed into a ceramic jar, and sprinkled appropriate amount of salt into it.
Although not many seasonings are added, the chicken raised in the mountains tastes very fragrant when stewed.
Song Yuntang had been busy all morning and was indeed a little hungry. When he smelled the aroma of chicken soup, he felt even hungrier.
After a while, Xu Qingye came out of the kitchen holding a bowl.
"I don't know if the chicken is cooked through. Try it first. If it's not done yet, I'll cook it for a little longer."
"good."
Song Yuntang washed his hands and went into the house.
There was a chicken leg, four or five pieces of chicken, a few red dates, and half a bowl of soup in the bowl.
She picked up the chicken leg and took a bite.
The tender chicken and the fragrant soup blend perfectly together, and it melts in your mouth.
She nodded as she ate.
“The chicken was stewed till tender and the taste was just right.”
Xu Qingye smiled and said, "Eat a little bit first, the meal will be ready soon."
Song Yuntang couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
"good."
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After the two finished their meal, Song Yuntang went back to his room and took a short nap.
She originally wanted to make a bed for Xu Qingye to rest, but since he refused, she did not force him.
When she woke up, Xu Qingye had already poured all the medicine in the big pot into bamboo jars, covered them all with lids and labels, and neatly stacked them in the corner of the side room.
He also ground some of the remaining unground herbs from the morning and put them aside. If he knew how to make scar-healing ointment and pills, he would have done all these things for her.
Song Yuntang had just woken up and was a little dumbfounded when he came outside and looked at these things.
"You got it all done?"
"I'm just sitting around doing nothing, so I didn't put in much effort." Xu Qingye was as calm as ever. He looked at the sky outside and said, "I won't have dinner with you today. I've finished everything here, so I'll go back first."
Song Yuntang nodded, "Okay, then be careful on the road. I don't have much to do here in the next few days, and I feel much better. You should rest at home for a few days to recover from your illness. You still need to take care of your body and can't work too hard."
As he spoke, he took the backpack under the eaves and handed it to him, then walked him out of the yard.
While listening to her instructions, Xu Qingye took the backpack from her hand and put it on his back.
"Then I'll come back in two days."
"good."
After watching him leave, Song Yuntang turned back to the house, picked up the ground medicinal powder, and boiled the scar-removing ointment in a certain proportion using charcoal fire and a small stove.
In between making the plaster, she also used other medicinal powder to make pills.
Two-pronged approach.
I worked until the evening and finally made three boxes of scar-smoothing cream.
When Mu Dong and Mu Qiu came to deliver the shop's profits for the day, Song Yuntang gave them one of the boxes of scar-removing cream and asked them to deliver it to the Lin family that day.
At this point, the forty taels of silver truly belonged to him.
She stretched, heated up the leftover chicken soup from lunch, kneaded some of the white flour that Jiang had brought last time, cooked a bowl of scissors noodles, and used the chicken soup as topping. After eating and drinking her fill, she played with the two puppies who were also full and satisfied in the yard, then fetched water and went to the toilet to wash up.
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At the Lin Mansion, when Lin Zhaozhao got the scar-removing cream, she couldn't wait to use her ring finger to pick up some ointment and apply it on her forehead.
She has to use such an expensive thing well.
The maid Feng Hong carefully held the small box of ointment and said, "Miss, do you think this ointment can really work?"
Lin Zhaozhao looked at herself in the bronze mirror. "Not only did they spend my second brother's twenty taels of silver, but they also spent all my savings of the past three years, and asked my mother for ten more taels. If this doesn't work, I will definitely bring people to overturn their shop to prevent them from causing trouble to other people in the town."
Although the Lin family is a wealthy family in Cile Town, they are far from the point of spending forty taels at a time without blinking an eye. They are really incomparable to the Yang family in Anyang County. This is why the family wants to marry into the Yang family.
People go to higher places.
Fenghong couldn't help but sigh.
"Miss is kind-hearted."
"Life is not easy, and it's always good to be more kind." Lin Zhaozhao said insincerely, narrowed his eyes, and gently stroked his still bruised forehead.
It’s all that bitch Song Yuntang’s fault!
Otherwise, why would she need to spend so much money on scar removal?
Not only that, the Yang family, who were originally discussing the marriage, have not been so interested in it in the past two days. It is not known whether it is because Yang Linyuan met her in the teahouse last time, or because the Yang family heard some rumors in Cile Town in the past two days.
"Hasn't my mother found out who spread the news yet?"
Feng Hong replied, "Madam has sent someone to inquire about it. I heard that the news was spread by a few hooligans living in the southern suburbs."
"Then who asked the gangsters to spread it?" Lin Zhaozhao asked immediately.
Feng Hong's face was full of respect. "This servant has not heard the news either. I think Madam will take action after finding out."
Lin Zhaozhao had a flash of thought in her heart.
Could it be Song Yuntang?
If it were her, she would definitely make her lose her reputation and never be able to turn over a new leaf in her life!
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