When Jiang Yanqing's eyes felt sore from reading, she put down the book, stretched, and prepared to go see how Fang Mingxiao was busy. As she was walking out of the main room, Fang Mingxiao's door happened to open.
The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing, as if such coincidences had happened many times when they were together.
Jiang Yanqing stood there without moving, while Fang Mingxiao walked towards Jiang Yanqing step by step, holding a small half-foot-high bamboo tube in his hand.
"This is the hair care cream I just mixed. I added some osmanthus fragrance according to the recipe. Do you like it?"
Fang Mingxiao handed the bamboo tube in his hand to Jiang Yanqing and explained in a gentle voice.
Jiang Yanqing reached out to take the bamboo tube, which was made of ordinary old bamboo. It was used to store liquid medicine in pharmacies. It also had a lid and could be used as a water cup.
The bamboo tube felt slightly heavy in the hand. Jiang Yanqing opened the lid and found a clear dark green paste inside. The light smell of medicinal herbs was mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus.
This unexpected thing made Jiang Yanqing slightly stunned. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Why did you think of doing this?"
Fang Mingxiao's fingers moved unconsciously, and he hesitated before answering, "I happened to see the recipe for this hair care cream while reading this afternoon. I also had all the herbs on hand, so I tried to mix it up to practice."
Jiang Yanqing nodded, raised the bamboo tube in her hand, smiled and said thank you, looked up at the sky, and was about to speak when Fang Mingxiao tactfully stepped back, "I'm going to the Qi family first, you should get some rest."
Having said that, he turned and left without a trace of reluctance, closing the gate behind him.
After Fang Mingxiao's figure completely disappeared, Jiang Yanqing walked over, fastened the bolt on the courtyard gate, and walked back into the room.
Then, he slipped into the space. The space used to be silent. Later, Jiang Yanqing bought a little white dog named Panpan. Since he hadn't moved yet, he kept the dog in the space. Every time he came in, he could hear Panpan's barking.
At this moment, Panpan also jumped to Jiang Yanqing's feet, pulling up his trouser legs and trying to climb up. Jiang Yanqing bent down, picked up Panpan, and sat on the sofa.
The puppy was only the size of a palm when I first bought it, but after more than two months of careful feeding and nourishment from the space well water, it has grown to the size of an adult Shiba Inu.
However, the changes in appearance became more and more significant. At first, Jiang Yanqing thought Panpan was just an ordinary local dog, or a Samoyed hybrid.
But the few times I saw Panpan recently, I vaguely felt that it looked a bit like a Husky, but its temperament was more sharp than that of a Husky.
At the beginning, Panpan's hair was pure white, but it was a little dirty and had a yellowish tint. As it grew up, some silver hairs appeared among the white hair.
When she first discovered it, Jiang Yanqing thought she was dazzled. She looked at the plate for a long time before she confirmed the fact.
Later, seeing that there weren't many stray hairs, she simply stopped paying attention to it. Now that she had some free time, Jiang Yanqing frowned as she looked at the hair on Panpan's body.
With this appearance and this fur, it must be a wolfdog, right?
Jiang Yanqing rubbed Panpan's head with her hand, "Panpan, do you know what kind of dog you are?"
Panpan raised her head and looked at Jiang Yanqing. Her two wet eyes showed confusion, and she nodded.
He really nodded, as if he understood Jiang Yanqing's question.
Jiang Yanqing lifted up Panpan's two front feet and faced him. Panpan instantly became like a standing child, and even stretched out his two hind legs.
"So what kind of dog are you?"
Even if a dog can understand human language, it is impossible for it to speak human language.
Panpan looked at Jiang Yanqing with her big eyes, called out twice, and then tilted her head, as if answering Jiang Yanqing.
Jiang Yanqing smiled helplessly and patted Panpan's head. "Okay, go and have fun by yourself. I have something else to do. I'll find you when I'm done."
Panpan lowered her head and rubbed it in Jiang Yanqing's palm, then jumped off Jiang Yanqing obediently and disappeared in a short while.
Jiang Yanqing also stood up and went to the yard. She looked at the ginseng she had taken the time to plant. The leaves had turned green again, so she thought it must be growing well.
If even a delicate and precious medicinal herb like ginseng can be grown, it means that the growth environment in the space is very favorable.
Jiang Yanqing no longer had anything to worry about. If she came across rare medicinal herbs or anything else in the future, she could plant them in the space.
After watering the ginseng with some space well water, Jiang Yanqing had nothing else to do, so she returned to the sofa in the living room and sat down again. Her eyes involuntarily fell on the bamboo tube on the coffee table.
What needs to be faced must be faced. Even if other things can distract your attention, you will eventually return to the starting point.
Ever since Fang Mingxiao said that he wanted to marry her, Jiang Yanqing felt that the atmosphere between them had become subtle, as if their relationship would change if they were not careful.
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