The world is full of medicine: the genius doctor Mengfei blows up the sky

The next day, Jiuli woke up very early.

The "Fu Xi Jing" in her mind began to turn pages again. She was in a bad mood last night and couldn't settle down, so she put it aside until the next morning.

Qilang took care of the white horse, took good care of it, and kept it tied in the back yard.When Jiuli was practicing, the white horse kept looking at her, but it didn't respond, as if it knew every move of Jiuli very well.

The breakfast made by Qilang and Sankui is based on the gourd painting, scallion pancakes, and the ready-made shallots can be used on top, as well as deep-fried dough sticks.Sankui also boiled some soybean juice.

When Sankui came over to ask Jiuli to have breakfast, Jiuli had just finished practicing and was standing by the fence profusely in sweat, staring straight at the direction of Qu Feng's house.

Knowing that she was worried, Sankui walked over slowly, stood behind her, and said, "Isn't Qu Feng good at taking care of children? Better than us."

"Oh" Jiuli turned to look at her, and replied meaningfully, if she hadn't had that dream, if she hadn't seen Qu Feng pushing Xiao Yuanzi down the mountain in the dream, she might not have been disturbed up.

In the future, Xiaoyuanzi will protect her with his life. In the dream, she remembered that she was dead. Xiaoyuanzi desperately carried her out of the many corpses, but he was shot by arrows.

As long as Jiuli thinks of this, she will be a little moved, and her tears will swirl in the circles of her eyes.

"Don't worry." Sankui comforted her again, and said in an almost soft voice, "Didn't we hear the baby cry all night?"

This is exactly what she is worried about. A child of three or four years old, who has just arrived in a strange place, cries during the day and the sky is dark, and there is no movement at night?No matter how you think about it, this is a bit unreasonable.Jiuli raised her head, fearing that the tears would fall from her eyes.

This Qu Feng obviously doesn't like Xiao Yuanzi, in her dream she remembered that she regretted it the night she brought her back, why is she still so quiet now?

After finally getting through breakfast, Jiu Li didn't go anywhere today, neither went to the mountains to collect herbs, nor went to the market.Just stay at home.

In order not to make herself think too much, she began to do housework non-stop, washing clothes one by one, and she washed all the clothes of everyone in the family.It seems that it has not stopped yet.

In the west courtyard, the heart-piercing cries of children could be heard from time to time, crying very hard.I don't know if others heard it, but Jiuli could hear it clearly.

She wanted to rush over and bring the baby back.But she can't, after all, it was Qu Feng who carried her back. Before she was bored, she went to carry the child back. What does it belong to?Belong to grab.She can't do this, she can only wait.

She had to turn her mind elsewhere.

She washed her aunt's quilt cover and quilt cover again.She recently discovered that her aunt's skin is very sensitive. If the clothes or quilt are slightly dirty, she will be sensitive and have red bumps on her body.

The same is true for Sankui. Needless to say, his clothes are dirty, even if the fabric is a little poor, he will feel uncomfortable.Although he tried hard to restrain himself, deliberately wearing shabby and patched clothes to be exactly like Jiuli, Jiuli could feel the restraint in his body.He would be uncomfortable and scratch all over the place.

What Jiuli gave to these two people was the best, what suited them.

But she and Qilang are different, both of them are very spicy when eating or wearing.No matter how dirty or torn the clothes are, if they are well mended, both of them are very comfortable to wear.

The two are the least particular about eating, drinking and dressing.

Qilang usually goes up the mountain to cut the firewood at home. He is very diligent and can't read or write well. He is very proficient in these woodwork.In the small yard in front, there is a room dedicated to storing these logs and firewood.Shichiro classified them both.

The thicker ones are put together so that they can be used for furniture in the future; the branches and bark are piled up in one place for cooking and cooking.The room was full of piles.