Madam, go home and farm

Chapter 25
The boiled medicinal soup turned brown, and the strong medicinal smell wafted in the air. Puhuang took a deep breath, thinking that the smell was so nostalgic.Pour it into a basin and was about to bring it into the house when the side door opened, Xia stuck her head in and said impatiently: "Sister-in-law, what did you cook, it stinks so bad, I feel like vomiting You are in good health, but I have a small baby in my stomach, you have to think about me, you can't think of yourself when you do things, you have to consider the feelings of others."

Pu Huang raised his eyebrows, "Fourth brother and sister, if you don't open the door, the smell will be weaker, besides, what I boiled is herbal medicine, which is used to apply my husband's legs. No problem."

"Hmph, who knows what you boiled, I have to ask Uncle Wang to have a look tomorrow." Mrs. Xia snorted, and closed the side door forcefully.

Puhuang opened the door and closed it again. This is facing the sheep shed. It's fine during the day. If the door is not closed at night, the smell is strong.

Under the dim light, Hong Hao'an was holding a book and reading, while the other hand was pinching his leg rhythmically, reaching to his calf from time to time with some difficulty, but due to his posture, the force was a little uneven.It can be seen that his legs have not shrunk too much these years, and he has worked hard himself.

Hong Hao'an smelled the smell, stopped his hands, looked up at Puhuang, and was a little curious about the pot in her hand, "Lady, what are you doing?"

"I boiled some medicinal soup for promoting blood circulation and applied it to your legs." Puhuang put the wooden basin on the ground and pulled a relatively large coarse cloth towel into it. "Why, you don't like the smell?"

"That's not true, it's just my legs?" Hong Hao'an shook his head, looked down at his legs, and couldn't help crying and laughing in his heart. He listened to Dr. An's words, and he pressed them for so many years, but still had no response. After a long time, I will get used to it.

"Try it, is it possible that you want to pour this medicine soup?" If he dared to say this, she would definitely pour the whole pot of medicine soup on his head.

Hong Haoan heard the unkindness in Puhuang's words, and hurriedly said: "Lady, I didn't mean that, thank you for your hard work."

"It doesn't mean that, but what does it mean? It's too much nonsense, put the book down, the oil lamp is so dark, I don't worry about my eyes being broken." Pu Huang pretended to be angry and said.

Hong Haoan obediently put the book away, put his hands on his lap, looked obedient, and looked at Puhuang innocently with his eyes open, "I'm done."

Pu Huang didn't say much, pulled the long bench over, and then raised Hong Haoan's legs on top with very little force. This process was very slow, and she was very sure that she had hardly used any strength, but his expression It was very painful, he clenched his teeth and frowned.

Pu Huang frowned, feeling a little strange, "What's the matter? I'm too strong?" Afraid that she really couldn't control herself, she had to use her mental strength to probe along his legs.It's really frustrating, mental power is relatively personal, if it is not necessary, she doesn't like to use mental power to detect life forms, it will give her a very bad feeling.

However, there is no discomfort in harvesting life with mental power. Maybe the detection function is special?

Hong Haoan waited for the numbness and pain in his crotch to fade away, and then he looked at Puhuang's serious and serious face at this time, staring at his legs without moving, feeling a little uneasy, "I'm fine, it's just my waist. It's numb."

Pu Huang withdrew her mental strength to make sure that Hong Haoan's leg was not broken by her or something. This is a human being and not a prey, so she can do it with her strength. However, thinking of the arrogant appearance of Wu's Xia family and Hong Xiaomei, maybe they need to be deterred Down?The vision she caused seemed to make them less timid.

"Hmm." Pu Huang rolled up Hong Haoan's trouser legs until it reached his thighs. The ancient clothes were already loose, not to mention that he had lost so much weight, so it was easy to get them on.But the embarrassing thing is that at the beginning, the strength was not controlled well, and the trousers were torn.

The cloth towel soaked in the medicinal soup was twisted slightly, starting from the sole of Hong Haoan's right foot, first using the lightest force he felt, and then a little bit harder. Seeing the pale and weak skin turning red, I couldn't help but pause in my heart. After a pause, it's really thin, you won't teach her to break it into several pieces, right?

Taking advantage of the heat of the cloth towel, she carefully wiped it from the soles of her feet upwards. Following her movements, Hong Haoan's toes moved slightly, not much, and there was no response, "I don't feel anything on my legs?"

"At the beginning, the feeling was still there. Afterwards, Dr. An gave acupuncture a few times, but he couldn't feel any sensation, and Dr. An didn't know the reason." Hong Haoan recalled the feeling during that time, his whole body was in pain, day and night Yes, I endured it alone, and had the idea of ​​committing suicide several times.Later, unconsciously, I looked forward to the pain instead.

"There are few cases like yours. Dr. An is not good at this trauma, right?" Although Chinese medicine is a general practitioner, there is always a bias, and one aspect is more proficient.

"My lady, you guessed right. Dr. An is good at pediatrics and typhoid fever. I was seriously injured back then, and the doctors in the county thought I would never get better. Later, when I met Dr. An, I still didn't get better." Bitterness, he was sentenced to death like this, if it hadn't been for four years of precipitation, he would not be so calm.

Pu Huang took down the cloth towel, twisted it again, and wiped the other foot, "I'll see a doctor when I have money." She herself was not even as good as the local doctor in the village, and she was too strong, so she couldn't do it at all. Dare to give Hong Haoan a massage, what should I do if I press a hole?
She had tried it, and the round wooden stick for picking ferns had been crushed by her. Hong Haoan's legs are not made of wood, so let's find a time to control them more.Although it can also be coordinated with mental power like cooking, after all, these are two events of different nature and cannot be equated.

Wipe it back and forth several times, even though Puhuang has been very careful, Hong Haoan's legs are red, but fortunately the skin is not broken, otherwise it will be troublesome.Puhuang checked with mental strength, the redness of the skin was not due to the high temperature of the cloth towel, but was indeed caused by too much friction, it seemed that he was not experienced enough, but fortunately Hong Haoan didn't feel it, otherwise he would definitely die of pain these few days.

Hong Hao'an's legs were bare, and he was carefully scrutinized by Puhuang at this time, his face was so red that he could bleed, he was no different from the little daughter-in-law who was made fun of, "Ma'am, are you alright?"

Glancing at Hong Haoan, Pu Huang carefully put down the trousers on his thighs, but because he couldn't control his strength well, another button of the trousers was torn open.Immediately, the two looked at each other in embarrassment, and hurriedly moved away.Pu Huang muttered in his heart that he was really careless, while hugging Hong Haoan onto the bed, moved the oil lamp closer, stuffed a book in his hand, and went out with the wooden basin.

Since she was reborn, she has been obsessed with cleanliness. Puhuang can be scrubbed or scrubbed, but there is only one room, which is very inconvenient. She wants to find a time to buy a big wooden barrel and come back. Taking a hot bath is such a luxury!
After tidying up, Puhuang came back wearing straw sandals, and the soles of his feet were a little worn. These are wooden clogs, which are custom-made for those who have money, and those who don’t have money can tidy up casually. Thinking carefully, there are too many small things that need to be prepared.

After taking the small basket brought back in the afternoon, Puhuang dug out the piece of muslin cloth, and gestured on it with her hands. How big should the underwear be? Killing chickens and snakes is definitely no problem, but tailoring clothes and pinching needles is too difficult.

Seeing Puhuang holding the cloth and gesticulating there, the oil lamp reflected her movements on the wall behind her, distorted and deformed, like ghosts and monsters.Looking at her tangled face, Hong Haoan felt very relieved, "Ma'am, it seems that the cloth must be washed in water first before tailoring?" fabric.

"Ah?" Puhuang blinked his eyes, and gave Hong Haoan a strange look, "How do you know you have to cross the water first?"

"I've seen it before, and the cloth seems to shrink after being exposed to water."

"Uh, I forgot." Seeing that Su Shi didn't say these things, Pu Huang didn't think it was a big deal. Hearing Hong Hao'an's mention, it seems to be common sense. Embarrassing, she really lacks common sense in many aspects. The memory of the original owner is in her After memorizing the useful ones, I threw them aside. It seems that I have to go back and look for them.

"It's just, where should I put it?" Hong Hao'an thinks it's a problem. If Hong Xiaomei sees it, she will definitely take it. Once it gets into her hands, she won't even think about taking it back.

"Just work behind the mother's house." Pu Huang thought for a while, Wu and the others wouldn't go to other people's houses to get cloth, thieves don't have a good reputation.

Hong Haoan smiled, "I forgot."

Since the cloth couldn't be cut, Pu Huang put the things in order, and took a copy of Su Shi's transcript to read it. The handwriting was clear and graceful, with a hint of gentleness. She could recognize most of the traditional Chinese characters. Read the book once, and you will understand a little bit.

The book in Hong Hao'an's hand is Enlightenment of Rhythm, and the one in his hand is the Three-Character Classic. Behind the Three-Character Classic, there are a few short notes on cooking, which seem to be written on a whim.I read a few other books, about a female ring, and a book of travels in mountains and rivers. Looking at it, Puhuang was surprised. Su's reading volume is really quite a lot, and the books read by women are not necessarily limited to A female ring.

Originally, Hong Haoan was still serious about reading, but he heard the sound of Puhuang flipping the pages of the book, and couldn't help but look up at her. Seeing her speed, he was a little surprised, and then remembered how special she was, and took it for granted.Thinking of some words that I don't know, I finally opened my mouth: "Lady, I don't know some words, can you tell me?"

"Let me see?" Puhuang leaned over, moved Hong Haoan's fingers, read them out separately, and said the meanings of those words that she knew, not absolutely, this was just one of them, she also told Hong Haoan , the master explained in more detail, she just didn't remember much.

"Did the lady come from a rich family before?" Hong Haoan couldn't help asking.

"No." Puhuang shook her head. She didn't want to make up any more lies. There were the original owners on the left and right, but no one had told Hong Hao'an so far, so he didn't know about it. The mouth is very clear, and there is really not much to know, except that she is from the Northland.

Seeing that Puhuang didn't want to ask more questions, Hong Haoan knew that he was being abrupt, so he gave her an apologetic look, "Ma'am, it's my fault."

"It's all right," Pu Huang shook his head, "I'll read the book again and go to sleep."

(End of this chapter)