The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 41
The morning light fell on the floor of the house through the windows, and the three tired young men were still asleep.

The old doctor walked to the door of the house to look around, then shook his head and picked up the bamboo basket to pick herbs.

Jiang Yu heard footsteps and jumped up from the straw mat on the ground.He walked to the door of the house and saw the back of the old man disappearing into the distance.

Bo Langjun opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Jiang Yu who was standing at the door, and then closed his eyes again.

Jiang Yu picked the leaves from the vegetable field and went to the kitchen.Bo Langjun, who was lying on the bed, smelled the smell of food and sat up.

"Wake up!"

Bo Langjun put on his shoes and socks, went to Luo Jiaojiao's bed and pinched her nose.

"Stop it! Li'er! Let me sleep again!" Luo Jiaojiao grabbed Bo Langjun's wrist and turned over to continue sleeping.

Bo Langjun wanted to pull out his arm, but Luo Jiaojiao held it tightly.He simply sat up with Luo Jiaojiao.

"What are you doing?"

Luo Jiaojiao opened her sleepy eyes and looked for a long time before realizing that the person standing in front of her was Bo Langjun.

"Have a meal!"

Looking at Luo Jiaojiao's sleepy eyes and slightly drooping hair bun, Mr. Bo Lang said softly, "Don't you smell the food?"

"Eat!" Luo Jiaojiao suddenly opened her eyes wide and let go to put on her shoes and socks.Her bright scissored eyes flashed, and a happy smile appeared on her pink face.

Mr. Bo Lang couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.It wasn't until Luo Jiaojiao walked towards the door that he grabbed her arm.

"You just go out like this?"

"Oh! I forgot!" Luo Jiaojiao grabbed the dress and quickly put it on her body.

Jiang Yu prepared porridge for Bo Langjun and Luo Jiaojiao, and placed it in front of them.

Luo Jiaojiao saw that it was porridge with rough leaves, so she couldn't help but picked up the bowl and started to eat it.

Mr. Bo Lang didn't move his chopsticks for a long time.He had never eaten such poor food, so he frowned.

"I really can't find any other food. How about you just settle for a while?" Jiang Yuli said anxiously from the side.

"Eat quickly! You won't be able to eat it when you go back!" Luo Jiaojiao said after swallowing a mouthful of porridge and rice.

Only then did Bo Langjun pick up the bowl, picked up the chopsticks and took a small bite and put it in his mouth.A raw umami taste of vegetables and grains whetted his appetite.

After Luo Jiaojiao ate two bowls, she wiped the corner of her mouth and smiled.Bo Langjun hadn't finished half a bowl yet.

"Uncle! It's time to eat!"

Luo Jiaojiao heard the sound of the fence door opening, and looked back, the old man came into the yard with a bamboo basket of herbs on his back.She helped the old man take down the bamboo basket on his back.

Jiang Yu served a bowl of vegetable porridge to the old man.The old doctor looked at Jiang Yu and said: "This kid is not bad!"

"You're always joking! I'm just a servant!" Jiang Yu handed the chopsticks to the old doctor.

"There is no distinction between high and low here!" The old man smiled and picked up his job bowl.

Although Mr. Bo Lang was not used to listening to what the old man said, he didn't say anything?After all, they treated his wounds.

"Your feet are ready before you go!" The old doctor left a message.

"Then bother you for another day." Bo Langjun was about to salute, but suddenly remembered that the old man didn't like red tape, so he picked up his chopsticks and continued to eat.

Jiang Yu picked up the wooden basin by the well to wash clothes.Luo Jiaojiao borrowed clothes from the old man to wear on her body, and threw all the changed clothes into the Jiang Yu basin.

Jiang Yu held the mallet and looked up at Luo Jiaojiao.Luo Jiaojiao arched her hands at him and made a grimace.

"How can Jiang Yu wash your own clothes?" Bo Langjun poured a cup of tea and asked Luo Jiaojiao.

"I've never done laundry before." Luo Jiaojiao took a sip of tea from the teacup in Bo Langjun's hand.

"Who said that being a poor person won't starve to death?" Bo Langjun began to turn over the account.

"Come here and help dry the medicinal herbs!" The old doctor shouted to Luo Jiaojiao and the other two.

"Let's go! Poor!" Luo Jiaojiao mischievously nodded Bo Langjun's forehead and ran away.

Bo Langjun touched his forehead, and smiled when he saw Luo Jiaojiao who had already run to the old Langzhong.His expression happened to be seen by Jiang Yu looking up.

Didn't Lang Jun really like Luo Xiaoniang?Jiang Yu felt a little sour in his heart.He also likes girls like Luo Jiaojiao.

How could Lang Jun like a woman like Luo Jiaojiao?I must have made a mistake!Jiang Yu beat the clothes in the basin with a mallet, but stared blankly at the front.

Mr. Bo Lang is knowledgeable and proficient in medical theory, but his knowledge of medicinal herbs is limited to the contents in books and classics.

While drying the medicinal herbs, the old doctor talked with Luo Jiaojiao about the names and effects of the medicinal herbs.

Mr. Bo Lang kept it in his heart silently, and humbly asked for advice when encountering discrepancies with what was written in the book.

"Everyone in the world says, 'There is gold and jade, but there is ruin.' You seem to be different from them!"

Bo Langjun listened to the old man's words very well, and a smile appeared between his brows.

"Look how beautiful you are!" Luo Jiaojiao caught a glimpse of Bo Langjun's expression and sneered.

"Everyone likes to hear good things! Don't you want to hear them?" Bo Langjun said disapprovingly.

"Others can, but you can't! If you listen to too much flattery, you may become more self-righteous and arrogant." Luo Jiaojiao ran away after finishing speaking.

Mr. Bo Lang was startled when he heard the words.This Luo Jiaojiao has such insight, he really did not expect it.

Luo Jiaojiao's father, Luo Hucao, was an upright official, and she learned a lot by ear.It's just that Luo Jiaojiao is usually naughty and careless, so the impression she gives is superficial.

"Jiang Yu! With your washing speed, can we leave tomorrow?" Luo Jiaojiao couldn't help but wondered when she saw Jiang Yu listlessly beating the clothes in the basin.

"You don't know how to wash clothes, so what are you urging him to do?" Bo Langjun felt that it was wrong to ask a man to do laundry, but Luo Jiaojiao didn't know what to do and came up in front of him to make sarcastic remarks.

"Do you know how to wash?" Luo Jiaojiao retorted.

"Why is this so difficult?" Bo Langjun looked at Jiang Yu's washing action and raised his eyebrows.

"Then let's wash it ourselves!" Luo Jiaojiao snatched the mallet from Jiang Yu's hand, sat on the low wooden bench beside him, and started beating the clothes.

"Let me wash it!" Jiang Yu tried to persuade Luo Jiaojiao by grabbing her hand.

"What? You're not coming?" Luo Jiaojiao stretched her neck and looked at Bo Langjun standing beside the shelf.

Mr. Bo Lang had already spoken, and it was difficult to take it back, so he could only go to Jiang Yu's side and let him get up.

"Lang Jun! This is not what you did!" Jiang Yu refused to let go.

"Get up!" Luo Jiaojiao and Bo Langjun pointed to Jiang Yu and shouted.Both of them were stunned after speaking.

"Okay! You guys wash it! I'll watch!" Jiang Yu got up and stood aside.

Mr. Bo Lang rolled up his sleeves, and then stretched out his arms to Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu quickly went to get another mallet and handed it to Mr. Bo Lang.Following Luo Jiaojiao's example, Bo Langjun began to beat the clothes.The two of them fought faster and faster, and finally splashed the saponin water in the basin and wet each other's clothes before stopping.

"Forget it! I'll do it!" Jiang Yu saw the two standing up, shaking the water from their clothes, and walked over to sit in front of the tub and picked up the mallet. .

"If you two are too busy! Help me carry water and vegetables!" The old man said slowly standing in front of his house.

"Pour vegetables? This shouldn't be difficult!" Luo Jiaojiao teased, squinting at Bo Langjun.

How did I get on with her?Mr. Bo Lang looked remorseful.

(End of this chapter)