Tang Guihua was wearing a ginger-colored, narrow-sleeved, high-waisted skirt today, which made her face look more delicate. She walked in gracefully with a food basket, took a deep breath, and said with a sweet smile, "Young Master Qi, I brought some food for you. What my third brother did before was a little inappropriate. I've already told my aunt and scolded him..."
Qi Jing didn't care what she said. He looked at the anxious Qi Yang with a thoughtful expression. The next moment, he stood up, took the food basket, and said, "Thank you!"
Tang Guihua was surprised and delighted, "Young Master..."
To be honest, Tang Shiyue feels that this kind of name in this era is really seductive and sweet!
Qi Jing had already placed the food on the table and said, "Ayang, come and eat."
Little Qi Yang was visibly calmer. He wanted to get off the bed with an expressionless face. Tang Shiyue squatted down and put on his shoes. Then he sat down at the table, took the chopsticks handed to him by Qi Jing, and started to eat slowly, bite by bite. His bandaged hands were a little clumsy.
Tang Guihua twisted her waist and sat aside, "Young Master, is your brother feeling better?"
Tang Shiyue wanted Xiaoyao to come over to eat as well, but Xiaoyao was always very afraid of this pinching aunt and didn't dare to do so. Tang Shiyue simply led her out, borrowed the water from the village doctor's house to wash her face carefully, untied her messy hair, and combed it twice with her fingers.
She usually wore her hair in a bun, similar to the modern double buns, but now most of one of the buns had been burned by the fire. When it was untied, the hair fell off.
Tang Shiyue looked at the hair on the ground and took a long breath.
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But thinking that she was only twelve years old, she calmed down again, gathered her hair to one side, tied it into a bun, and hastily tied it into a swallowtail with a handkerchief.
Seeing that Tang Shiyue had tactfully left, Tang Guihua was left with only her and the Qi brothers in the room. She was immediately overjoyed and said shyly, "Qi Xiaolang, what do you want to eat? I'll bring it to you at noon."
Qi Jing stared at Qi Yang and said, "No need."
Tang Guihua said, "You don't have to be polite to me. We live in the same village. It's fate. There's no one else in your family, so it's my duty to help you... I don't mind. Just tell me."
Qi Jing ignored her. After Tang Guihua finished speaking, she waited for a long time, but he didn't answer. When Tang Guihua looked up, she saw him looking straight at Qi Yang.
Tang Guihua hesitated for a moment and turned to look at Qi Yang.
The clothes on the child's back were cut open and sprinkled with medicine powder. He looked disheveled, with no expression on his face. He ate his meal in a serious manner without even moving his eyes, just like a wooden man.
What a fool indeed.
A trace of disgust flashed across Tang Guihua's eyes, but she patiently smiled and said kindly: "My dear, you like this pickled eggplant. Sister will help you get some." At the same time, she picked up the chopsticks next to her and helped him pick up some.
Qi Yang's movements suddenly stopped.
He quickly threw away his chopsticks, jumped off the chair, and retreated to the corner, avoiding the wall as if it were a plague.
Tang Guihua's chopsticks hadn't even left his bowl. She was so embarrassed that she stared at him.
This little X-boy, how could he be so unpleasant! If he wasn't Qi Xiaolang's younger brother, she would have slapped him to death!
Qi Jing glanced at her coldly. Tang Guihua quickly adjusted her expression and forced a smile again. Qi Jing quickly put the cups and plates back into the food basket, then put a piece of silver on the lid and handed it to her: "Please go back."
Tang Guihua said anxiously, "No need for money. I'm willing to cook for you. No need for money! Just don't ignore me again in the future!" She lowered her head shyly.
After a long while without hearing his answer, when Tang Guihua looked up again, he had already walked to Qi Yang's side, comforting him softly.
Tang Guihua said unwillingly: "Qi Xiaolang..."
Qi Jing didn't even turn his head. Tang Guihua waited for a moment, then went out with the basket in a huff. She saw Tang Shiyue and Tang Shiyao standing at the door of the kitchen, talking to the village doctor. Tang Guihua gritted her teeth, rushed to Tang Shiyue, and threatened her fiercely in her ear: "You stupid girl! Don't flirt with Qi Xiaolang while I'm away! Otherwise, I'll strangle you to death!"
"Strangle me to death?" Tang Shiyue said: "I'm so scared!"
Tang Guihua was startled and looked back hastily. Seeing that no one was at the door of the wing room, she breathed a sigh of relief and said angrily, "You little bitch, don't be so ungrateful!"
If they continued to quarrel, it would be said that the aunt and nephew were fighting over a boy, which was not good to say. Tang Shiyue smiled and said, "Thank you for your teaching, little aunt. I won't talk too much with men outside my family."
Tang Guihua didn't hear her sarcasm. Seeing that she was submissive, she sneered and said, "You'd better remember this!" She left in a hurry.
The village doctor curled her lips in disdain and muttered, "You are a grown-up girl, but you have lost all your dignity for a stranger who came from nowhere! You are so embarrassed... Tsk tsk!"
Tang Shiyue pretended not to hear. The village doctor's wife cooked and brought out the meal. Tang Shiyue, her sister and Qi Jing all ate. Qi Yang was clearly not full just now, but he refused to eat even when asked to.
After dinner, Qi Jing borrowed the mule cart from the village doctor's son and prepared to take Qi Yang to the town.
Tang Shiyue also thought of the small goal in between. However, the family had not yet been divided, so even if she had money, she could not build a medicine garden. Therefore, she could only complete another small goal before the small goal...
So she borrowed paper and pen from the village doctor, wanting to write down the medicinal herbs she needed. As she picked up the pen, she remembered... she was illiterate. Although she had the skills that Chinese people have, and had no pressure to read the traditional Chinese characters of this era, she still couldn't write them.
After holding the pen for a while, Qi Jing asked, "What do you want to write? I'll help you write it?"
Tang Shiyue nodded and was about to hand over the pen when she saw Xiao Qi Yang rushing in quickly, jumping onto the chair, snatching the pen, looking at her with sparkling eyes.
Tang Shiyue was surprised and asked: "Can you write?"
Qi Yang nodded vigorously, while Qi Jing silently looked at this strange brother who was vying for favor, feeling very jealous...
Tang Shiyue didn't care about that and said happily: "Then I tell you to write, okay? If you can write, then write. If you can't write, it doesn't matter. You are so young!" She gently touched his arm and said: "Ginseng, angelica, herb of immortality, Schisandra chinensis..."
Xiao Qi Yang's hand was still bandaged, but he wrote very quickly and neatly. Tang Shiyue was delighted and praised him repeatedly.
Probably because he heard the name of the medicine, the village doctor came over in surprise and asked, "What are you doing?"
Tang Shiyue smiled and said, "Nothing, just bought for fun."
The village doctor snorted twice and went to look at the paper. Tang Shiyue was not afraid of him looking at it. Even if he knew all the formulas, he would not be able to make it without knowing the specific operation process.
She wanted to use it to make wine.
In this era, there are tiger bone wine, snake wine, ** wine and so on, but they are all very simple and taste bad. What she wants is fruit-flavored medicinal wine.
She lived in an era when handicraft industry was declining. When she was filming a TV series, she met a man who ran a private restaurant. His surname was Du. He had a unique skill in making fruit-flavored medicinal wine. He had no less than 300 recipes, depending on the sourness, sweetness, coldness, or warmth of the fruit. There were medicinal wines for health care everywhere, but it was really unique to have such a good taste.
Grandpa Du from that family liked her very much and taught her a lot without reservation, at least more than a hundred kinds of knowledge, and she was able to apply what she learned. Although many fruits are not available in this era, the ones that are available here are not available in modern times!
Tang Shiyue happily handed the list to Qi Jing, and then handed over the backpack, patting him lightly as a hint. Qi Jing nodded, and she stepped back and said with a smile, "Thank you for troubling Qi Xiaolang."
The Qi brothers left, and Tang Shiyue was still weak after having a fever. After taking medicine, she planned to stay at the village doctor's house for another day, giving herself a sick leave so that she could hand over the money when Qi Jing came back.
Money! Just thinking about it makes me happy.
At this moment, Li from the second branch of the Tang family quietly entered the Tang family's dilapidated house.
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