The full-level boss takes the whole family to farm after crossing

Chapter 277
Before going to the county seat, Lu Jingzhi went to Gao's house.

"Mother, the chilblain ointment sent by sister Xiao Miao is said to be specially made."

Liu Xiaoxiao put down her never-ending needlework, quickly got up and rubbed her waist and asked Gao Yuan, "You child, why don't you invite someone in?"

Gao Yuan said, "Sister Xiao Miao said she has something to do."

Liu Xiaoxiao didn't count on this son anymore, and walked to the door in a hurry, outside was a vast expanse of whiteness, and she didn't even see a shadow.

She looked down at her hands.

Unlike the women who often work in the fields in Huxi Village, her hands are not as rough, but her knuckles are also swollen.

After all, she still has to live, doing laundry and cooking.

When bending, the joints are a little red and swollen, and the chilblain for many years is faintly hot.

Liu Xiaoxiao said, "Put away the chilblain ointment, and go to the town to get it to your brother when you have time."

Gao Yuan said, "Mother, let's wipe some too, sister Miao brought a lot."

It was only then that Liu Xiaoxiao realized that the chilblain ointment she hadn't seen clearly when she hurried out was not one piece, but a stack.

It seemed that the little girl was not only thinking about her, but also about having a son in her family.

Liu Xiaoxiao commanded Gao Yuan, "Go wash the cabbage and radish, and mother will make some pickled vegetables and send them to Xiao Miao's house. I heard her say it last time, and she likes to eat it."

Gao Yuan nodded hurriedly, "I'll go wash it right away, the pickled vegetables made by mother are the only ones that are delicious."

On the other side, Jiang Jinxu was a little taken aback.

He fell asleep in a daze after the pain until midnight. When he woke up in the morning, he found that his leg, which had been making troubles and forced him to lie in bed all day under three or four layers of quilt and covered with hot water, was no longer painful.

Really no pain at all.

Get out of bed and take two or three steps.

No strange feeling.

The boy stood in the simple room, with his head slightly lowered, and after a while, he smiled.

"The county college will be on holiday in a few days. Otherwise, don't run back and forth, and have to worry about it, so just study at home." Jiang Dagui said when his younger brother said he would leave after dinner.

Mrs. Jiang also eagerly hoped that Jiang Jinxu would be at home.

The two were scolded by Mr. Jiang.

Is having a wife the same as not having a wife?

Besides, Shu Xiu has already paid, wouldn't it be a loss to study at home?
As soon as the words came out, no one was trying to persuade them to stay.

Zhao Chunhan huddled in the corner and ate with his rice bowl, his expression shrunk as usual.

Jiang Caier picks up meat for her brother, and tells him to take care of his health when he goes to the academy. It's been too cold recently.

Regret flashed across the eyes of the second and fourth rooms.

No one wanted Jiang Jinxu to leave.

When he was at home, in order to leave him a little bit of peace, Mrs. Jiang would also stop playing around.
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Lu Jingzhi went to the county town and wandered around leisurely.

Carrying an oiled paper bag containing pastries, I dangled towards the place where my sister and sister lived.

This pastry shop is an old-fashioned shop, and Lu Jingzhi waited in line for a while to buy it.

One of the secret pancakes was the last pan of the day when it arrived at her, and it would not be available any later.

She thought happily of sharing with her sisters and sisters after seeing them.

Therefore, when someone tried to steal her oil-paper bag, Lu Jingzhi was very angry.

Last time I had a discussion with Xiaocuti about the not-so-good security in the town, but this time it turned into not-so-good security in the county—is the county magistrate serious about being a county magistrate?

"Ahhh!"

Dodging the howling wind behind him, the visitor passed by wiping the cotton thread wrapped in oiled paper.

There was a crisp sound from the fingers that were severely snapped, and the visitor couldn't help screaming.

(End of this chapter)