People wear less in the summer, and through the thin fabric, Jiang Chunlin could feel the softness of her back. It was the same feeling he had felt when he rubbed it that night, incredibly soft.
The slender arms tightly wrapped around him, and a ball of fire rose up in his waist and abdomen, as if it wanted to burn him, with a stronger effect than the medicine he took that night.
He pried Shen Qinghe's hands apart, gritted his teeth, and suppressed the evil fire, "Wind!"
Shen Qinghe listened carefully and found that the original rustling sound disappeared, but a rustling sound came from behind her again. She turned her head and saw that it was indeed the wind that was shaking the branches.
She stood up awkwardly, "Sorry, I'm afraid of the dark!"
"If you're afraid, go back!" to avoid distracting him.
"No, I want to drink soup with you." Shen Qinghe grabbed the corner of Jiang Chunlin's clothes and said.
Jiang Chunlin frowned, knowing that the soup Shen Qinghe was talking about was not what he thought it was. He was too lazy to ask her what she meant and continued walking forward.
Shen Qinghe followed Jiang Chunlin to a place halfway up a mountain, and before she could react, his hand was shaken away.
"Stand here and don't move."
After Jiang Chunlin finished speaking, he walked towards the bushes. With the help of the moonlight, Shen Qinghe realized that he was there to collect medicinal herbs.
This area was full of various medicinal herbs, including mugwort, plantain, bamboo leaves, honeysuckle, dandelion, and some other herbs she didn't recognize.
People who don’t know it think it’s just a piece of grass, but only people who know it know that it’s all medicine.
There are many kinds of books in grandpa's study. Shen Qinghe flipped through the Compendium of Materia Medica and learned about some medicinal herbs.
In order not to arouse Jiang Chunlin's suspicion, she stood still and watched him skillfully put various medicinal herbs into the snakeskin bag.
Taking Shen Qinghe with him, Jiang Chunlin didn't waste too long. He just picked all the herbs and then took her back.
Shen Qinghe was still very scared when she returned the same way, and her little hands tightly grasped the corner of Jiang Chunlin's clothes and refused to let go.
Since he had been discovered by Shen Qinghe, Jiang Chunlin no longer avoided her. He went back, lit the kerosene lamp, poured all the herbs in the snakeskin bag onto the ground, and squatted on the ground to sort them out.
"Teach me how to identify the herbs, and I'll help you sort them out." Shen Qinghe squatted opposite Jiang Chunlin, pretending not to know the herbs, and picked up a piece of grass and asked, "What is this?"
Jiang Chunlin took a look and said, "Plantago."
"Oh, what is this used for?" Shen Qinghe asked curiously.
Jiang Chunlin patiently explained, "It has the effects of diuresis, clearing the eyes, and removing phlegm!"
Shen Qinghe picked up another piece of grass and asked, like a primary school student who was willing to learn.
The faint fragrance of the woman lingers in my nose, disturbing my mind.
Jiang Chunlin just wanted to sort out these medicinal herbs quickly so that Shen Qinghe would not come near him again.
He said impatiently, "You don't know me even if I tell you. Go to sleep and don't bother me here."
Shen Qinghe: What a dog!
Shen Qinghe yawned, stood up and walked to the kang. After taking two steps, she remembered something and turned to look at Jiang Chunlin.
"I'm going with you tonight, so there should be some hard work pay. Remember to give me some of the money from the sales."
Jiang Chunlin, "..."
The fragrance of the woman gradually faded away. Jiang Chunlin breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose, and continued to sort the medicinal materials with his head down.
Shen Qinghe lay on the kang and watched Jiang Chunlin sorting the medicinal herbs for a while. She couldn't resist the temptation and fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, Shen Qinghe heard some noise in the yard. She opened her eyes and saw Jiang Chunlin changing clothes with his back to her.
Probably thinking she wasn't awake, she was naked and was putting on her underwear.
The man's round and perky arms were facing her, stimulating her nerves.
Shen Qinghe blushed and wanted to turn over but was afraid of being discovered by Jiang Chunlin, so she had to close her eyes and pretend to be asleep.
When I opened my eyes after there was no movement, Jiang Chunlin had already gone out.
After Shen Qinghe changed her clothes and went out, she saw Jiang Chunlin squatting by the well washing clothes. In the basin were the clothes she had taken off after taking a bath last night.
Jiang Chunlin is tall and she is petite, and the mixture of clothes, one big and one small, looks inexplicably ambiguous.
"Qinghe, you're up." Chen Fenxia was very envious when she saw Jiang Chunlin actually washing clothes for Shen Qinghe.
I originally thought that the fourth of the four sons of the Jiang family was the most unruly, but I didn't expect that he loved his wife the most.
Jiang Chunlai was also very nice to her, but he never washed her clothes.
"Third sister-in-law!" Shen Qinghe smiled at Chen Fenxia and brushed her teeth with the toothbrush holder.
In this era, toothpaste is a luxury. Most people use tooth powder, and some even brush their teeth directly with water.
The most common tooth powder is Dongfanghong, which comes in a paper bag with a rising sun on the cover.
Shen Qinghe was brushing her teeth with tooth powder and caught a glimpse of Jiang Chunlin washing her short-sleeved shirt. She thought of the scene on their wedding night when he eagerly took off her clothes, and her little face turned as red as a tomato.
With a hissing sound!
Jiang Chunlin and Shen Qinghe were both stunned!
Jiang Chunlin looked at the short-sleeved shirt that he had washed torn, was stunned for a few seconds, and then continued washing.
Shen Qinghe lamented in her heart, that damn Qi Qingmei, she was written as miserable as possible. Her clothes were all altered from her cheap mother's clothes, the fabric had been worn for who knows how many years and naturally was not strong.
She was kidnapped by her stepmother and didn't bring any clothes with her, so He Xiuyun gave her half-worn clothes to Shen Qinghe to change into.
She hasn't finished making the clothes with the cloth that Jiang Chunlin got her. Hand sewing is too slow. It would be much better if she had a sewing machine.
When she makes money, she will first pay it back to the Jiang family, and then buy a sewing machine. She can make clothes or various small bags to sell.
Just as he was thinking about it, a five-foot cloth ticket appeared in front of him.
There was still tooth powder hanging from the corners of Shen Qinghe's mouth and eye boogers hanging from the corners of her eyes. At this moment, she stared at Jiang Chunlin.
"I'll buy you some more cloth to make clothes." Seeing that Shen Qinghe didn't reach out to take it, Jiang Chunlin put the cloth coupon at her feet and turned away.
There were freshly washed clothes hanging on the clothesline in the yard. When the wind blew, water droplets flew onto Shen Qinghe's face, making her shiver.
She put the cloth coupons into her pocket, but what she was thinking about was not how to cut clothes for herself, but how to buy some nice scraps of cloth to make small bags.
After washing up, the Jiang family members went to work. Shen Qinghe took out a notebook, tore off a piece of paper, and wrote an IOU to Jiang Chunlin.
Since she had made up her mind to leave, she would not take advantage of Jiang Chunlin anymore.
Apart from the fact that he was always mean to her, he was usually nice to her and even gave her cloth coupons and made clothes for her, but she really couldn't accept his personality.
If she lives with him and is yelled at by him every day, she will lose many years of her life.
Shen Qinghe kneaded the dough first and then steamed an egg custard for herself. After eating it, she started to make small twisted dough sticks, glutinous rice noodles and crispy beef snails.
I wanted to make some more spicy strips, but Ke Mi wanted to take them to the production team to grind them into powder. She didn't know how to use the grinding wheel, so the matter was put aside for the time being.
After the dough has risen, she brushes it with cooking oil and then divides it into three portions.
Roll one portion into small twists, one portion into glutinous rice strips, and the last portion into small pieces, press them on the back of a winnowing basket with your hands, and roll them all up.
All of them were lined up neatly on the chopping board like soldiers.
After completing the preliminary work, Shen Qinghe poured oil into the pot.
Then she put the small twisted dough sticks into the pan and fry them slowly. She kept turning them with chopsticks. After they were fried, she sprinkled the spicy sauce that she had prepared in advance on the twisted dough sticks. She couldn't help but taste one. It was spicy, crispy and delicious. She couldn't help but eat another one and licked the spicy sauce off her hands. She washed her hands and continued to fry the crispy beef snails.
The method of making crispy snails is the same as that of small twisted dough sticks, and finally she fries glutinous rice strips.
After frying, take out and boil sugar juice, then coat all the glutinous rice strips with the sugar juice.
Jiangmi noodles must be mixed with glutinous rice flour to be crispy and delicious. She used only flour so it was not so crispy, but it tasted good, sweet but not greasy.
After letting them cool down a little, Shen Qinghe took clean bags to pack the three snacks separately, and then put them all into a snakeskin bag.
Seeing that it was noon, she used the oil she had just used to mix some wild vegetables and cucumbers together, cooked some tomato and egg soup, and heated up some dark-flour steamed buns.
He Xiuyun walked into the kitchen and moved her nose. This smell...something was wrong!
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