The beautiful pastoral field of Jiangmen girl

728 Chapter 1 - I'm so worried about my life ([-])
At the moment of being hugged by him, Qing Shu was about to break away vigorously.Her maids were all watching, wondering why this man didn't care.But after hearing his question, she froze for a moment.After being stunned, he immediately realized his abnormality, and asked softly with doubts, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Boyan just put his arms around Qingshu, not lightly, and didn't speak.

Qing Shu felt that something was wrong with this person, so she couldn't help but became more puzzled, feeling uneasy in her heart.

Zhou Boyan stood silently with his arms around Qingshu for a moment, then suddenly let go, retracted his arms, stepped back and stood still.He looked into Qing Shu's eyes with heavy eyes, and said in a calm voice, "I'm back."

Qingshu suppressed the doubts in his heart, and smiled at him, "If you want to eat dumplings or noodles, I'll cook them right away." The dumplings are wrapped and frozen in advance, just light a fire, boil water, and cook in a pot, which is convenient .For noodles, fresh noodles need to wake up the dough for a while, and then roll the noodles again, and it takes a while longer.While waking up the noodles, you can fry a few dishes.

Seeing her smile, Zhou Boyan's eyes flashed, and there was a smile in his eyes, "Let's make noodles!" He didn't know that there are ready-made dumplings, and thought that cooking noodles is more convenient than cooking dumplings.

Qing Shu was in a hurry to make him something to eat, "Sure, cook the noodles. You go back and wash up first, and the noodles will be delivered to you when they are cooked."

Zhou Boyan nodded, said nothing, and walked eagerly.Can you be in a hurry?He suppressed the strange feeling in his throat so he didn't cough on the spot.After walking a certain distance, he couldn't help it anymore, raised his sleeve to cover his mouth, and coughed muffled.

Gu Shitou leaned over, "My lord, you..."

Zhou Boyan waved his hand to stop Gu Shitou from speaking, he stood there coughing for a long time before he stopped, and warned, "Keep your mouth shut, don't say something to the young lady's ears, and make the young lady worry."

Gu Shitou frowned, "But..." He didn't understand that a sickness is a sickness, so what's there to hide?

Zhou Boyan cut off Gu Shitou's words, "I've had a stomach full of cold air on the road, hot soup and hot water can solve the problem, don't disturb the miss. Just in case, please call the doctor tomorrow morning." He felt that he was fine, it was already dark , and cold, he didn't want to torment Dr. Zhou.

When Qingshu rushed to the kitchen, the cook Xu Sanniang and Mrs. Guan were already there, as well as two little girls who helped them.Xu Sanniang and Guan Pozi are handling the ingredients, one of the two little girls is washing the vegetables, and the other is lighting the fire.When the four of them saw Qing Shu, they stopped what they were doing to say hello.

Qingshu looked at the ingredients on the kitchen counter, said nothing, and motioned for Xiaojuan to get something.

Xiaojuan got orders on the way here, so she had a clear goal and swiftly packed up the ingredients she needed, then whispered something to Xu Sanniang, carried a vegetable basket in each hand, and followed Qingshu away .

Mother Su also went to the kitchen, but she didn't meet Qing Shu.But she understood that Mr. Yan's food lady prepares in her own small kitchen, and the kitchen just prepares the food for the guards.

After Zhou Boyan came out of the shower, a plate of pickles, a steaming bowl of egg drop soup and two stir-fried vegetables had already been placed on the table.Next to it is a jug of wine and a wine glass.

Gu Shitou set up the chairs, invited the young master to take a seat, and said, "Sir, Miss ordered, first drink egg drop soup to warm your stomach." Seeing the young master staring at the jug, he explained, "Miss ordered Wen Hao to bring it to you." Yes. I dare not mention that the young master is unwell and not suitable for drinking, so I kept the wine."

Zhou Boyan said, "I didn't take any medicine today, so it's okay to drink some wine, fill it up." Without looking at Shitou's troubled face, he slowly drank the small bowl of egg drop soup in front of him.Afterwards, while sipping the wine slowly, he ate the vegetables one bite at a time.

Qing Hao and Luo Xiaorong came, sitting on either side of Zhou Boyan, one on the left and the other on the right, and greeted him warmly.

At this time, Qingyang arrived, holding a food basket in his hand.He didn't come here with Qing Hao and Luo Xiaorong, because he went to his sister's place first, and asked Ying to bring over the food basket that his sister had just packed.

Gu Shitou hurriedly picked up the food basket and opened it, took out the Beijing sauce shredded pork, hot and sour cabbage, and the lotus leaf cake served with Beijing sauce shredded pork and put them on the table.

Qingyang washed his hands, rolled a lotus leaf cake and handed it to Zhou Boyan's mouth, "Brother lost weight, eat this, this is delicious." He felt that Brother Yan's complexion was not very good.

Zhou Boyan was happy, and he didn't pay much attention to anything, so he took a bite of the lotus leaf cake rolled with Beijing sauce shredded pork in Qingyang's hand and ate it.Qingyang smiled and narrowed his eyes, but found that the soup in the half lotus leaf cake left in his hand flowed out and onto his hand.He screamed anxiously.Zhou Boyan was amused, grabbed Qingyang's hand, opened his mouth wide and swallowed the rest in one gulp.

Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and immediately became happy again, "Does brother still eat? I'll make rolls for brother."

Zhou Boyan nodded with a smile on his face.However, when three hands and three rolled lotus leaf cakes were handed to his mouth together, he couldn't laugh or cry, and ate them all one by one.

Gu Shitou turned around and snickered, feeling relieved.Since the son caught a cold, his appetite has been very poor, and he hasn't eaten much.Even though they came back, before the three young masters came over, except for the bowl of egg drop soup, the dishes on the table were basically not moved.It's all right now, with three young masters staring at it, and the little trick of the three young masters feeding it with their own hands, if you don't believe me, you don't eat too much!
Just when Zhou Boyan was about to be overwhelmed by his enthusiastic feeding, four bowls of steaming shredded pork came to the table.Xiaojuan put the middle bowl of noodles in front of Zhou Boyan, and the three small bowls of noodles in front of Qingyang, Qing Hao and Luo Xiaorong respectively, and added chopsticks.

This hot meal was filled with Qingshu's heart, accompanied by Qingyang and the others, Zhou Boyan's appetite was very good.

After dinner, Qingyang urged Zhou Boyan to rest early, and made an appointment to have dinner together tomorrow morning, and then left with Qing Hao and Luo Xiaorong.

Gu Shitou waited for the young master to wash his mouth, and then waited for the young master to go to the bedroom, take off his clothes and go to bed, then blew out the oil lamp on the table, closed the door lightly and went out.

Not feeling well, coupled with the one-day journey in the severe cold, Zhou Boyan was very tired.Not long after his head touched the pillow, he soon fell into a deep sleep.He thought that with a good night's sleep, minor illnesses such as typhoid fever would pass away.I never thought that when I woke up the next morning, I felt top-heavy, my whole body was soft and weak, and my voice was hoarse and painful when I spoke.He smiled wryly, but he knew in his heart that because he was too preoccupied, he didn't pay attention to the previous minor typhoid fever, and that's why he had such a bitter fruit.He is not afraid of his own minor illness, but only afraid that Qingshu will be worried.

The butler Gu immediately invited Dr. Zhou to diagnose and treat Young Master Yan.

Doctor Zhou checked Mr. Yan's pulse for a while, and asked a few questions. He said that the typhoid fever was getting worse, and he had to take two or three days of decoction.He prescribes a good prescription, instructs a few dietary taboos, and then asks someone to fetch the medicine.

(End of this chapter)