For Jiang Yue, the current temperature is probably around 28-30°C. It’s a bit hot wearing light clothes, but still bearable.
For Jiang Nian, who is a big shot, this may not work.
His clothes were soaked with sweat, so Jiang Yue asked him to take off his shirt and lie on the kang without moving. All the quilts and mattresses were put away, but fortunately the kang was still cool at this time.
Jiang Yue was afraid that he would faint from the heat, so she quickly made two sets of vest and shorts for him to change into.
"Do I have to wear underwear?"
"Cough, cough, cough!" Jiang Yue was drinking water and almost choked to death. "You must wear it! Didn't I make you several new ones with the thinnest cotton?"
Jiang Yue: This feels like a conversation between an old couple who have lived together for decades. Dazai really doesn't know what shame is.
Jiang Nian frowned, feeling uncomfortable no matter how thin it was.
Jiang Yue looked out the window and saw the scorching sun in the sky. It might be the height of summer.
"You stay home and rest. I'm going to the clinic to buy some things."
Jiang Nian disagreed and insisted on following, even if it was extremely hot.
He learned the word "explosion" from Jiang Yue. It describes something that has reached an extreme: balls that are so delicious they explode, the weather that is so hot it explodes, and underwear that is so uncomfortable it explodes...
Jiang Yue’s head was about to explode.
Zheng's Clinic is only partially open now. Pulses can be taken and patients can be treated, but medicine cannot be prescribed. The warehouse is empty, and the herbal medicine dealers can't receive the herbs, so how can they deliver them?
She just came to try her luck and see if she could exchange it for some saltpeter.
Shopkeeper Zheng was a little surprised, as few people came to ask this question.
Saltpeter is useful in a clinic, but it's not a common medicine. There happened to be a small bag of it in the warehouse.
But how can the clinic give away medicine if it is out of stock?
"I'll exchange it for herbs."
Shopkeeper Zheng's heart skipped a beat and he quickly invited her into the backyard.
Jiang Yue has several types of most commonly used medicinal materials in her hands, which can be used to make prescriptions for treating common diseases such as colds, fever, coughs, and diarrhea.
The bacteria in her space multiplied very quickly. Although it was a drop in the bucket for the clinic, it was the only medicinal material they received.
Sure enough, Shopkeeper Zheng was very satisfied. The medicinal materials were good and the preparation techniques were basically correct, so he bought them all.
They didn't know whether the herbal farmer who cooperated with their clinic was still alive, and the herbal medicine dealer was nowhere to be seen. They had to start collecting herbs from scratch.
Jiang Yue was also happy to receive the small bag of saltpeter, which she would save for the hottest days of summer.
When I passed by the cloth shop on my way back, it was only half open.
The shop assistants were not there, so the owner came out personally to greet the customers.
Jiang Yue was shocked. When she saw her before the snowstorm, she was still a beautiful 30-year-old woman. But now, her eye sockets were sunken, and a few horizontal wrinkles made her look old, and she looked skinny.
If I hadn't seen her, I would have thought she was an old woman.
I don't know what he's been through, but his voice is hoarse. "My two guests, please feel free to see whatever you want."
There is very little stuff left on the cabinet, as if it has been looted, and everything is visible at a glance.
"Shopkeeper, I want a scarf."
The shopkeeper was not as talkative as before. He placed the green scarf on the counter and said, "There are only a few left."
When Jiang Yue was unfolded, one piece was about 2 feet in size, and there were 6 pieces in total.
"I want them all."
"Three ounces of silver."
Scarves at that time were quite expensive, and were almost exclusively worn by the ladies of wealthy families. But she had to buy one.
After paying the money and walking out the door, Jiang Yue looked back and saw the shopkeeper sitting behind the counter in a daze. He didn't show any surprise after receiving the money, as if he had lost his energy.
Everyone has his own suffering.
As soon as he got home, Jiang Nian couldn't wait to change his clothes and only wore shorts.
Jiang Yue shook her head, not knowing how he would get through July and August, walking around in just his underwear... It would be okay, as long as he was willing to wear underwear.
She moved a dozen mint plants from the space and planted them in the yard, surrounding the house in a circle to keep out mosquitoes. She had picked these when she was in the mountains, and at the time, she only thought of using them for food and drink, forgetting that they had other uses.
"Big boy, come and help me sharpen the stick."
Jiang Nian took the knife and, following her instructions, tried to make the stick as smooth as possible.
His knuckles were thick, but his fingers were long, so one hand could easily wrap around both of hers. His movements with the knife were very clean and quick, and he quickly sharpened the stick.
With the stick, she made an ugly but functional bed curtain. The three sides and the top were made of leftover moldy fabric, and the front was made of gauze. This curtain kept out mosquitoes while still allowing for ventilation and light.
At night, the two of them lay on the kang bed, with the bright moonlight shining through the window onto the ground, which was quite comfortable.
But after just one day of peace, flies started flying everywhere.
Jiang Yue wore a mask and wrote more than a dozen anonymous letters, asking Jiang Nian to deliver them to the prefect, the county magistrate's office, the rear residence and other places, complaining that the Wang family was disrupting the city's environment and causing the people in several streets to be almost stinking to death!
Magistrate Zhang thought the natural disaster was over and was just about to have a good sleep when he received this letter.
At first he thought it was ridiculous, thinking it was just a joke among neighbors and someone was being mysterious.
But then he received more than a dozen letters, all accusing Mr. Wang's family. The county magistrate also came to report the matter. Although Mr. Zhang didn't value the scholar's reputation, he couldn't ignore it either. So he took the yamen runners to the Wang family.
He could smell the stench in the carriage, two houses away.
When we got to the gate, the stench was even worse.
Magistrate Zhang's face turned extremely dark. He covered his nose and asked the yamen runner to knock on the door.
Seeing this scene, the neighbors thought that Mr. Wang was a learned man and had been appreciated by his parents. They all came out to join in the fun - the snowstorm was over and they were in a good mood to care for their neighbors again.
It was Uncle Wang who opened the door. His legs went weak at the sight of the yamen runners, and he trembled as he called out to his nephew, "Wen'er! An elder is here to see you! How majestic!"
Magistrate Zhang: Thank you so much.
Wang Wen came out with his whole family, smiling, and greeted the adults with great trepidation.
Magistrate Zhang looked at this so-called young talent and felt that the rumors were wrong. He shook his head and said disappointedly, "Students should be encouraged to work hard. But you are the head of the family now, and you should also shoulder the heavy responsibilities of the family. You shouldn't focus on your studies and neglect the management of the backyard..."
Wang Wen was confused, and then he heard, "...the stench in your yard is abnormal, which is disturbing the lives of your neighbors and is not conducive to good neighborhood relations..."
The Jiang family did not go out today, but the neighbor on the right side of the Wang family came. He had never understood what Lord Zhang said, but when he heard about the stench, he stood up to complain.
"Please, sir, do something for the people! The Wang family is dumping their excrement in the yard to save money on night incense. It's fine when it's cold, but now that it's hot, it stinks and attracts mosquitoes. We can't eat or sleep well!"
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