The Vicious Fat Wife Dressed as a Disabled General

Chapter 122 Crooked Neck Jiang Zhinuan
Watching Uncle Zhang and his group drift away on the bamboo raft, the afterglow of the sun spreads on the river surface with dazzling golden light.

"You're back to your senses! People are far away, so you don't need to tilt your neck to look."

Jiang Zhinuan wanted to cry, but she didn't tilt her neck to look at it on purpose. She had a stiff neck, okay?I can't move my neck at all, and it hurts like hell if I lift it even a little.

She tried to rub it with her hands, and with a little force on her hands, the pain from her neck made her burst into tears.

Jiang Zhinuan turned around slowly with her neck tilted like this, her appearance was very strange, and what was even weirder was the tears that suddenly rolled down her face that was about to cry or not.

Di Qing looked over suddenly, and was so frightened that he shook his wheelchair and took a few steps back.

Standing with the setting sun behind his back, Jiang Zhinuan's appearance at this moment really looks like a puppet doll after being possessed by a ghost.

No wonder Di Qing was taken aback: "You...what's the matter with you?"

Jiang Zhinuan felt embarrassed, and forced a smile to Di Qing, but she didn't know that her sneer with her neck crooked and her lips curled up was even more permeating.

"You you you..." Di Qing stammered a little.

"Me, me, me? I didn't tilt my neck on purpose, I have a stiff neck!"

Di Qing was dumbfounded: "Stiff neck?"

"That's right, I've been lowering my head to get honey just now, it's been too long, I didn't expect a stiff neck."

Di Qing took a deep breath, Jiang Zhinuan was so weird just now, it turned out it was just a stiff neck.

But that night, Jiang Zhinuan's clothes hanging on the treetop really scared him, so the way Jiang Zhinuan stood in the shade of the tree tilting his head and smiling at him just now was quite creepy of.

After learning that it was just a stiff neck, Di Qing heaved a sigh of relief and smiled self-deprecatingly.

He really just mocked himself for being stupid, he didn't see that Jiang Zhinuan just had a stiff neck and couldn't move his neck, but he was laughing at this time point, it was really easy for Jiang Zhinuan to misunderstand that he was laughing at her.

Sure enough, Jiang Zhinuan really misunderstood!
"My neck hurts so much that I can't move. Are you still laughing at me? Di Qing, are you still human?"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Jiang Zhinuan snorted, got up and tilted her neck, and took away the small clay pot in her arms. There was a lot of honey in these two beehives. In one afternoon, she got a whole half of the clay pot. The jar was already much larger than the honey jar she had bought before.

In comparison, these honeys are much more than the ones I bought for a tael of silver before!
No wonder honey is so expensive, it’s just that honeycombs are hard to find and harvest. There were no honey shakers in ancient times, and the honey had to be taken out of the honeycombs one by one manually, which was time-consuming and laborious.

But it's a pity the bird~
When Jiang Zhinuan's bee farm is established, honey will no longer be worthy of such a high price.

Jiang Zhinuan used this hard-won honey to make a cup of Tiantian's honey water for each of the two children, and then put it away carefully before preparing to make dinner. After dinner, it was dark and it was time to boil beeswax.

What to eat?
Jiang Zhinuan is good at cooking, but when it comes to cooking, it is difficult for her to think about this question that the general public will think about.

During this time, almost every meal is meat.

When she woke up in the morning, she found that the lower eyelids of the two babies were blue and swollen, which was a symptom of indigestion.

You said that this child who is only three or four years old eats meat every day, who can stand it?
During the day, the masters work, and he will be bored if he doesn’t eat better. At night, it’s just his family, let’s keep it simple.

As the saying goes, eat well in the morning, eat well in the afternoon, eat less in the evening, and there is a good saying, eat like an emperor in the morning, and eat like a beggar in the evening.

It doesn't mean that you really eat like a beggar, but you should eat lightly.

Jiang Zhinuan picked up the vegetables left at home, including a few tomatoes and potatoes, and a few small green vegetables.

Come on, let's have the most homely one.

Tomato and egg lump soup, followed by stir-fried shredded potatoes.

This was the dish she ate most often when she was in the orphanage, and it was also the most common dish on the dining table of ordinary people.

The little lumps are evenly mixed to make a thick paste. It is nutritious when served with eggs. It is also very satisfying to eat a mouthful of hand-cut fried potatoes in a large iron pan with uneven thickness.

There were a few hens in the reeds, Jiang Zhinuan got in with his neck crooked, and when he came out after a while, not only were there a few chicken feathers and duck feathers hanging from his hair, but he also held four or five eggs in his arms.

She kneaded some noodles first, and baked two oil pancakes for Di Qing. A big man like him can't get enough of pimple soup.

Then she tilted her neck to finish the meal, until she ate, her neck still didn't come back straight, and the pimple soup went in crookedly, as long as she didn't close her mouth in time, it had to flow out from the corner of her mouth.

"Mother, what happened to your neck?"

Compared with Ning Bao who only cares about eating, An Bao always cares more about people.

Jiang Zhinuan was very helpless, and could only explain: "It's okay, it's just a stiff neck, and I'll be fine in two days."

As for how long it will take to heal, Jiang Zhinuan doesn't know how long it will take, this thing may come and go suddenly.

Seeing her look really uncomfortable, Di Qing put down the bowl and chopsticks and shook the wheelchair over: "Let me rub it for you."

"It hurts, right?" Jiang Zhinuan himself tried to rub it with his hands, but the neck hurts badly when touched.

But Di Qing told her that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. He was afraid that his hands would be cold, so he rubbed them hard for a while, and when they were hot, he carefully covered Jiang Zhinuan's stiff neck.

When the warmth of her palm touched Jiang Zhinuan's skin, she was stunned for a moment.

At this very moment, Di Qing held Jiang Zhinuan's head in his hands without any hesitation, and turned it around vigorously, only to hear the crisp sound of bones accompanied by Jiang Zhinuan's cry of pain.

"Ah~ Di Qing, you are such a fucking dog!"

Di Qing couldn't understand what she said, so Di Qing only gently rubbed her neck, motioning for her to move.

Hey, don't say it yet.

With just that bang, Jiang Zhinuan's stiff neck healed.

She turned back and forth, not only the pain in her neck disappeared, but also the uncomfortable pressure on her cervical spine that had been hanging her head all afternoon disappeared.

Jiang Zhinuan gave Di Qing a thumbs up: "Amazing!"

A faint smile curled up on the corner of Di Qing's mouth: "Hurry up and eat, now you won't miss out while eating."

Jiang Zhinuan's eyes darkened, Di Qing was laughing at her again.

……

After dinner, Jiang Zhinuan unceremoniously threw the pots and pans to Di Qing to clean up, and lit a bonfire by himself to boil beeswax.

The big iron pot they used was brought to them by Uncle Zhang at the time. It was half-sized and had a decent capacity. Jiang Zhinuan added some water to the pot, and then simply cut the honeycomb into small pieces and threw them into the pot.

The honeycomb was quite swollen before it was cooked, and it couldn't fit in a pot after cutting it.

Jiang Zhinuan saw that the sky was completely dark, and was about to start lighting the fire, but she was in the mountains after all, and she was afraid that the smell of beeswax would attract wasps to attack people, so she decided to let Di Qing take the two children back to the room halfway up the mountain To rest, I also specially told you to close the doors and windows.

The sting of the wasp is painful, and she has to be fully prepared not to hurt her An Bao and Ning Bao.

(End of this chapter)