Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3949 Taboo and closeness

In the west room, Mu Zichuan was sitting in front of the desk, his slender fingers brushed lightly over the edge of the desk, thoughtful.

When he returned to the village earlier, the first thing he did was to go to Qing'er, give her the medicine he bought, and ask her to help make painkilling pills.

He was told that Qing'er was not at home and was washing by the pond, so he went straight to the pond.

She rolled up her sleeves and trousers, and stood on a starched stone, holding a harpoon in her hand, and was spearing it into the water...

Later, he stepped forward to inquire.

"Fork fish to eat, hehe..."

That's how she was joking with him.

It was the other laundry women nearby who told him the truth of the matter.

It turned out that it was my cousin Liu Doukou who came here to wash the sheets, but the sheets were not fully washed, and even dropped the fragrant soap into the water.

He didn't take this matter very seriously at first. My cousin is not very old at all, she is just 15 years old. She has been pampered and raised by her uncle and aunt since she was a child. It is not surprising that she can't wash clothes.

Mu Zichuan has planned to wash his own clothes in the future...

But standing at the door of the West House earlier, if he hadn't heard the distorted lies of his cousin, he really couldn't believe that this young girl had hidden such a heart.

From the perspective of a bystander like him, Qing'er is open and aboveboard, warm and generous, and takes good care of people around them, without asking for anything in return.

Cousin and Qing'er have no relationship in the past and have no enmity in the present, so why arrange Qing'er in this way?
Is it just to please my mother?

But even to please my mother, there is no need to use Qing'er as a stepping stone, but the fact is that Qing'er helped her.

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Seeing the rows of sheets hanging on the bamboo poles in the backyard of the house drying to their heart's content in the sunshine of May, the air was filled with the faint scent of sweet potato, Yang Ruoqing rubbed her sore arms, and the corners of her lips curled up in satisfaction. radians.

Whether it's cold or hot, keep your home clean, tidy and orderly,
It is the greatest satisfaction and pride for a housewife to let the elderly and children walk outside in a decent and comfortable way.

At this moment, although her arms were sore from washing the sheets all morning, Yang Ruoqing was in a good mood.

She picked up the empty bucket, hummed a little tune, and threw away a sheet in front of her, intending to go back to the house.

On the side of the sheet, there was a man standing silently, who almost frightened her with such a sudden flirt.

"Oh, I'll go, people are scary, Zichuan, when did you come?" Yang Ruoqing took a step back, raised her hand to pat her chest, couldn't help but glared at Mu Zichuan, and said.

Mu Zichuan smiled a little embarrassedly.

Yang Ruoqing said again: "When did you come here?"

Mu Zichuan said: "Just arrived."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Are you a cat? You don't make any noise when you walk, and you don't make any noise when you come. Fortunately, I didn't speak ill of you behind your back, otherwise you would have heard everything, hehe..."

Mu Zichuan naturally knew that she was joking, so he also smiled.

Seeing that she was carrying a big wooden bucket, Mu Zichuan quickly reached out to help her carry it, but Yang Ruoqing avoided it.

"An empty bucket is not heavy at all," she said.

"Let me get it, you washed so many sheets in one go, your hands are sore." He said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, but still shook her head: "I accept your kindness, but I'm not that delicate!"

Some things seem to be trivial things with little effort, but some people can do them, but some people can't do them casually.

If it was Luo Fengtang today, then Yang Ruoqing would definitely hand him the bucket naturally.

Because they are a couple.

But Mu Zichuan is different, you have to avoid what should be taboo, and you have to grasp the scale when you should get close.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Let's go!" Yang Ruoqing took two steps, and found that Mu Zichuan was still in a daze, she shook her head at him gracefully.

Mu Zichuan came back to his senses, nodded, and quickly followed.

In the warehouse, Yang Ruoqing compared a long list of medicines, carefully weighed the medicines needed on it with a small scale specially designed for weighing medicines, and then put them on a flat table. on kraft paper.

Mu Zichuan stood by, in case she missed one of the medicines.

After the joint efforts of the two, all the medicinal materials needed on the medicine list were summarized together.

Yang Ruoqing put the white peony root in it, and carefully wrapped them up.

"I'll send it to Uncle Fu later, and ask him to refine these into pills. When the godmother's body is in unbearable pain, I'll take one for her to relieve the pain."

Yang Ruoqing said.

This prescription was given by the head of the white-clothed sect, and the effect of pain relief is definitely beyond doubt.

But whether it can relieve the godmother's condition, suppress the cancer cells, so that the godmother can live for a while longer in this world, Yang Ruoqing is hard to say.

Naturally, she wouldn't tell Mu Zichuan about things that were difficult to talk about. It's not good to give others hope and then disappoint them.

Mu Zichuan took the package of herbs with both hands. He looked down at the package in his hand, his fingers trembling slightly.

"I hope that God will show mercy and let my mother live a few more years. I would exchange half of my lifespan for her..."

"Zi Chuan, stop talking silly, let's go, let's go to Fubo's together." Yang Ruoqing interrupted him, turned around and walked over.

Mu Zichuan nodded, put away the package of medicine properly, and the two left the warehouse one after the other.

The two arrived at Fu Bo's house and handed the medicinal materials to Fu Bo.

Regarding the matter of making the pills, Yang Ruoqing had already talked about it in detail with Fu Bo and others in private a few days ago.

The two handed over the medicinal materials to Uncle Fu, and there was nothing to explain. Uncle Fu is an expert in this area.

So, Mu Zichuan stood up, brushed his robe, and knelt down with Uncle Fu.

"Uncle Fu, I'll tire you out, Zi Chuan is very grateful!" he said.

The majestic Tanhualang, the youngest civil servant in Daqi, the favorite student of the cabinet scholar, is a big celebrity in front of the emperor just like Luo Fengtang. Uncle Fu was flattered that Mu Zichuan, who had a bright future, would do such a big gift to him.

He hastily got up and came to help Mu Zichuan, "I can't do it..."

Mu Zichuan knelt on the ground and couldn't get up.

Yang Ruoqing came over to stop Uncle Fu and said, "Uncle Fu, just let him go, this pill can relieve his mother's pain, so you can bear this kneeling."

Uncle Fu was stunned. On this side, Mu Zichuan bowed down to Uncle Fu three times before getting up.

Uncle Fu said with a moved face: "Don't worry, Zi Chuan, I will definitely make this pill well. You are a dutiful son, and God will bless you mother and son!"

"Then thank Uncle Fu for his kind words." Mu Zichuan said in a deep voice, his eyes full of anticipation.

(End of this chapter)