Chapter 239 Chinese Valentine’s Day



However, her expression after finishing the meal didn't seem to indicate that she really enjoyed it.

Normally, she would look at things she likes to eat with starry eyes, but now there is no expectation in her eyes, and there is even some disappointment.

Cheng Qingyan herself didn't actually like the taste of this fruit that much; she only brought it out to tease Jiang Jiang.

"Jiangjiang, how are you? Your father still loves you, right?"

Jiang Jiang thought that eating this fruit was worse than eating a peach. She nodded, her expression a little forced.

"Father, when we go out, can we take some of the fruit from here with us?"

"Jiangjiang is full and wants to bring some for Sister Chuying and Grandmother to try."

Not bad, not bad. Not possessive of food and knows how to share. Cheng Qingyan was very satisfied.

However, she has a lot of fruit here, and some of it is from different seasons than the fruit outside the space, so she still needs to distinguish them.

Cheng Qingyan reached out and beckoned a basket: "Jiangjiang, pick whatever fruit you want and put it in the basket. We'll take it out later to make fruit salad for you."

Jiang Jiang clapped her hands happily, her little hands making a loud "Clap clap" sound: "Yay~ I love Daddy's desserts the most~"

Taking the opportunity, Cheng Qingyan teased her, "You've already eaten so much, can you still eat more?"

Jiang Jiang immediately wilted, patted her stomach, and said, "I'm so full!"

This feeling of fullness wasn't just from eating fruit; she'd also eaten quite a bit while in town. Combined, it's fair to say her mouth hadn't stopped moving since morning; she'd been constantly eating.

What should I do if I can't eat anymore?

It's alright, even if one body can't eat it all, she still has her original body.

"Father, Mother, wait for Jiangjiang, Jiangjiang will be right back!" After saying that, she returned to her original form with a whoosh.

Its main body is a plump ginseng, which stands out conspicuously in a ginseng field.

In this very space of her own home, if this ginseng were to be placed outside, the first one to be picked would definitely be Jiang Jiang's.

Because her true form is visible to the naked eye, she is fatter than a typical ginseng.

She didn't stay in her original body for very long before she came out.

When they came out, they were beaming with joy, all their previous listlessness gone.

They marched with great pride and high spirits, as if they were going to war.

Then, some fruit flew from the branches and into the basket.

This basket, which Cheng Qingyan used to carry seeds, is now being used to carry fruit.

Jiang Jiang picked almost every kind of fruit, but she picked the most lychees. It wasn't just Cheng Qingyan who loved them; several people in her family also enjoyed lychees.

When the basket was full, he hugged two more bunches of grapes to his arms.

Both bunches of grapes were greenish-yellow, and the grapes were not tightly packed together, so they didn't look very appealing.

But Jiangjiang knew that these grapes were the sweetest grapes in this space.

She had already eaten them all once, and these grapes were the sweetest. Ye Lingyu usually liked to eat these.

There are no grapes for sale on the street, and the green ones sold there are very sour, and the red ones aren't as sweet as these.

After picking the fruit, Jiang Jiang finally left the space, holding Cheng Qingyan and Ye Lingyu's hands with satisfaction.

By the time they emerged from the space, it was already dark.

Ruan Banxia and Shen Ziyu have already finished decorating the courtyard.

Many candles were lit and arranged in their favorite shapes.

Lanterns bought today are hung on the treetops and branches, and food is neatly arranged on the large table.

There were still some empty spaces, and not many things were placed on the counter.

Moreover, these plates mainly contained pastries bought that day, with no fruit or similar items.

Isn't this a coincidence? Cheng Qingyan and her group just picked a basket of various fruits, which perfectly fills the gap in this area.

After picking some lotus flowers and leaves, along with the few sunflowers that Ye Lingyu was holding, they finally had a flower arrangement.

Hongyu and Shen Ziyu have already prepared the meal. Now that we've eaten, we can celebrate Qixi Festival.

The hairy crabs are already on the table, along with steamed and braised shrimp, and fresh fish soup. Yunyue no longer needs to avoid these foods.

Ruan Banxia's medical skills are truly admirable; in just a few days, she actually cured Yun Yue's severe allergy.

After finishing his meal, Cheng Qingyan slipped away to find Ruan Banxia and inquire about this medical secret.

Although she couldn't learn how to treat it, asking around was a way of saying she had learned it herself.

"Doctor Ruan, how did you cure my mother's allergies?"

Ruan Banxia had never heard of allergies; she had simply given Yun Yue some medication to prevent her from showing any symptoms. In her view, this hardly constituted treatment—just some medicine and a few acupuncture needles.

But why did Cheng Qingyan look so interested? When did this guy become interested in medicine?

Ruan Banxia feigned mystery: "What? Does Young Master Cheng want to learn?"

Cheng Qingyan waved her hand: "No, no, I was just curious, just curious."

Ruan Banxia didn't believe her: "If you really want to learn, I can take on a junior brother for Chu Ying."

Cheng Qingyan took a step back and said seriously, "I really want to learn, but I'm just curious why Doctor Ruan's medical skills are so amazing."

She didn't seem like she wanted to learn medicine; otherwise, she would have just agreed to become Ruan Banxia's apprentice.

"If you don't want to study medicine, then don't ask around. These are our skills to make a living. How can we let people outside the medical field learn them?"

"Besides, even if I told you, you wouldn't know how to cure it, so let's just forget about it, lest you use it on other people in the future."

Upon closer reflection, it does seem to make sense.

If Ruan Banxia tells her something and she remembers even a little bit of it, and then when she encounters the same or similar symptoms in the future, she talks nonsense and misleads people about treatment, then that would be terrible.

After thinking it over, Cheng Qingyan sighed: "Why didn't this medical skill pass it down? Alas, the efforts of our ancestors have been lost in the long river of history, causing suffering to so many people."

Ruan Banxia slapped Cheng Qingyan on the back, making him stumble: "What are you muttering about? Pay the consultation fee to Doctor Ruan, Young Master Cheng."

Upon hearing that Ruan Banxia wanted money, Cheng Qingyan immediately said seriously, "Hey~ what kind of relationship do we have? Shen Ziyu and I are cousins. My mother is her aunt. It's vulgar to talk about money between us."

After saying that, he tried to slip away, but Ruan Banxia seemed to have been prepared. She had a silver needle in her hand, as if she was ready to stab Cheng Qingyan if he dared to run away.

The silver needles were indiscriminate. Cheng Qingyan swallowed hard, glancing left and right, hoping someone could come and help her block the needles.

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