Portable Museum

Chapter 186 A Warm Afternoon

"You really know how to make furniture?" Qiu Wenyan recalled the half-sentence she heard when she just walked in.

"Are you still going to work in the afternoon?" Zhang Junping asked Qiu Wenyan's little hand.

"No, Sister Ye and I have asked for leave!" Qiu Wenyan nodded blushingly, remembering what Ye Lihua said when she asked for leave.

Looking at Qiu Wenyan's red face, Zhang Junping couldn't help but want to hug and kiss her.

I don't know, what's so embarrassing about asking for a vacation.

"Then you can watch from the side in the afternoon, and you will know whether I can make furniture." Zhang Junping looked left and right to see if there was no one, and couldn't help it anymore, and quickly kissed Qiu Wenyan on the cheek.

"You, let people see it! How embarrassing!" Qiu Wenyan was taken aback, looked left and right, and then said coquettishly to Zhang Junping.

"It's okay, I've already checked it, and there's no one there." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"That's not okay, there are so many people here, if someone comes over, it's a shame!"

"Okay, then kiss when there is no one else!" Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"I don't know what's on your mind, you've been thinking about it all day long!" Qiu Wenyan gave Zhang Junping a pretty look.

"I'm only pretending to be you!" Zhang Junping opened his mouth to say the nice love words.

Many situations that sound old-fashioned in later generations are very novel in this era, and Qiu Wenyan's heart trembles with a few words.

This is the generation gap.

Yang Ying and Qin Shumei were teased inadvertently by him, and they messed up their hearts.

After walking around the yard, Zhang Junping took Qiu Wenyan back to the middle courtyard, found a wooden board, and urgently made a small bench for Qiu Wenyan to sit down and watch him work.

Li Wenjuan changed to an easy job and chatted with her teacher's wife.

Xia Guoxiang helped Zhang Junping.

It is not tiring to work with men and women, Zhang Junping really understands the essence of this sentence.

Although Qiu Wenyan didn't work with him, she just sat by and watched him work.

This has already filled Zhang Junping with strength, and when he started to work, his movements became much more agile, and his speed was also much faster.

By the time he got off work in the evening, Zhang Junping had finished laying down most of the rough parts of the eight-step bed.

There are still some components that have not been cut, because the size of the wooden boards shipped is not suitable.

If you use this small chainsaw to modify it, it is too slow, and it is prone to problems, and the saw is not straight.

Zhang Junping wrote a list of the missing material sizes and handed it to Xia Guoxiang, "You go to the woodware factory tomorrow morning and ask Director Yang to process it for me according to the size on the list."

"Understood, Master!" Xia Guoxiang nodded in agreement.

This afternoon I followed Master to do carpentry all afternoon. It was very tiring but very fulfilling.

"You go back after eating! Xiaoxia, you are responsible for sending Juanzi home safely." Zhang Junping finally confessed.

At this time, Pharaoh and Lao Ma are still hurrying to work.

Zhang Junping was good to them, he gave them such good food, if he didn't work hard, he would feel sorry for his conscience.

"Understood Master! Don't worry, I promise to send Junior Sister home safely!" Xia Guoxiang nodded vigorously.

"Who is your junior sister? I was the first to become a teacher, so you have to call me senior sister!" Li Wenjuan reprimanded Xia Guoxiang with her hips on her hips.

"Junior Sister, the teacher we both worship at the same time, I am two months older than you, so I am Senior Brother and you are Junior Sister." Xia Guoxiang said with a smile.

It's true that you can be strong without desire, Xia Guoxiang knew that Li Wenjuan didn't like him, so when he died of that thought, when he talked to Li Wenjuan again, he stopped being submissive and became more confident.

"The teacher I worshiped first was the one I first asked my master to ask me to worship him as my teacher. You just followed suit. If you don't believe me, you can ask the master." Li Wenjuan said unconvinced.

Zhang Junping didn't care where he was fighting with his senior brother, senior sister, and two apprentices, and left the courtyard holding Qiu Wenyan's hand.

"Pingzi, you two apprentices are really interesting!" Qiu Wenyan covered her mouth and smiled.

"Let them fight! Young people, it's normal to fight and fight." Zhang Junping laughed.

"Cut, what you said seems like you are seventy or eighty years old." Qiu Wenyan's charming eyes glanced at Zhang Junping.

Zhang Junping was very excited.

Ordinarily, in Zhang Junping's previous life, he was also a master who had seen and eaten before, so he wouldn't be like a young man who had never seen the world.

However, love is so wonderful, it can make an old man who is 60 years old feel like a young man worrying about gains and losses.

After eating a bowl of noodles at Mrs. Yang's noodle shop, the two held hands and returned home.

Zhang Junping sat on the bed with his arms around Qiu Wenyan's waist, talking about love.

Qiu Wenyan suddenly stopped speaking, clutching her stomach, her face turned pale.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Junping asked with concern.

"..." Qiu Wenyan gave Zhang Junping a blank look, "Don't you know medical skills? Why can't you see what's wrong with me?"

Zhang Junping pulled Qiu Wenyan's wrist, put it on his lap, and gave her pulse.

The pulse is tense, like a rope on a cart, and the fingers are strong, which means the pulse is tight.

This pulse mainly refers to cold and pain, which means that at this time, Qiu Wenyan's uterus is cold due to her menstruation, and her stomach hurts.

Zhang Junping didn't know how severe the stomach pain would be when a woman had her period, and what the pain level was.

However, looking at Qiu Wenyan's appearance, one could tell that it was definitely not serious. At this time, Qiu Wenyan's face was already pale from the pain, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

No wonder Qiu Wenyan went to the toilet several times in the afternoon.

Without thinking too much, Zhang Junping got up quickly.

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Junping pretended to search for a while, took out a bag of brown sugar, and made a cup of brown sugar water for Qiu Wenyan.

"You drink some brown sugar water first, and I'll go find some medicine and make you a traditional Chinese medicine." Zhang Junping put on his clothes, explained to Qiu Wenyan, and went out.

This era is not the future. Zhang Junping went to several places, and the pharmacies were closed.

Finally, Zhang Junping knocked on the door of a traditional Chinese medicine store in Dashilan.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?" The person on duty inside got impatient with Zhang Junping's knock on the door, opened the door and reprimanded Zhang Junping.

"Master, I'm sorry! I'm in a hurry to grab the medicine and help my life.

You help! Zhang Junping quickly handed over a cigarette and said with a smile.

"It's off work! Those who took the medicine have already gone home." After receiving the cigarette, the tone of the pharmacy janitor softened a lot.

Zhang Junping stuffed another pack of cigarettes into the opponent's hand, clasped his hands together and begged, "Master, I am a doctor, I just grab a few medicines myself.

help! "

"This one……"

"Master, please!" Zhang Junping took out another ten yuan and stuffed it into the other party's hand, "This is a prescription, you take it."

Looking at the money in his hand and Zhang Junping's anxious expression, the person on duty at the pharmacy finally nodded, "Okay! You can't take more! Otherwise, I can't explain it!"

"Thank you, master! I'll just take a few medicines and make up a pair of medicines." Zhang Junping quickly thanked.

Entering the pharmacy, I searched around the Baizi cabinet and found the Chinese medicine I needed.

He picked up the scale on the counter and began to weigh the medicine.

Zhang Junping does not have the ability to grasp the accuracy of a traditional Chinese medicine pharmacist.

　Ask for a monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)