A Farmer's Lady's Guide to Getting Rich

Chapter 22
"You, you, you..." Xin Changning's tongue got stuck for a moment, and he couldn't say anything.

"Noisy!"

The owner of the sword muttered, and sat up lazily, brushing away the messy hair that covered his face, revealing a three-point evil, seven-point handsome young face.

She was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and her skin was fair, like fine porcelain.The eyebrows and eyes are particularly beautiful, as if someone had drawn them with full ink on snow-white rice paper; the long eyebrows flew obliquely into the temples, unrestrained and unrestrained, and the slightly raised phoenix eyes revealed a sense of contempt and flamboyance.

Although the high bridge of the nose was somewhat buried by the baby fat on the cheeks, it was still tall and handsome.The dimples on the corners of the lips still contained a bit of innocence, but the thin lips revealed a feeling of aloofness and innocence.This kind of feeling gives people a cold sense of distance, which shouldn't be what a teenager should have...

Overall, this is a good-looking boy. Although his temperament is a bit complicated, it has nothing to do with adults.

"Still a child!"

After seeing clearly that it was a boy, Xin Changning directly ignored the other party's cold eyes like snow mountains and glaciers, and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little girl?"

After seeing Xin Changning clearly, the boy blinked his eyes, put down his sword, shook his drenched clothes, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you screaming for?"

"I, I saw blood on your body and thought..."

"It's not my blood, I'm lying here trying to wash it away." The young man answered lightly.

"Oh!"

Xin Changning always felt that he had to leave quickly. Looking at the boy's clothes, he was clearly not a child from an ordinary family. No matter what the reason was, it was not a good thing to be covered in blood!

If you can hide, hide quickly, lest you get into trouble.

"Wait!" As soon as she turned around, the boy stopped her.

"You have, what's the matter?" Xin Changning was taken aback, so he could only bite the bullet and ask.

"Are you collecting medicine?"

The young man stood up from the stream, walked to the edge of the grass and sat down, looked at the bamboo basket on her back, stretched out a hand and said, "My arm is cut, help me bandage it."

"I?"

Xin Changning pointed to his nose, and said with tongue-tied words, "But I only know how to pick herbs."

"stupid!"

The young man sniffed his nose, with anger in his eyes, and immediately asked, "Is there any herbal medicine to stop the bleeding?"

"It does exist." Xin Changning nodded repeatedly.

There are several kinds of common hemostatic herbs growing in this mountain, and it is not difficult to harvest. She immediately pulled out a clump and put it on the stone beside the stream to crush it for later use.

The boy stretched out his left arm and rolled up his sleeves, revealing a two-inch-long wound that was still dripping blood.

"so serious!"

It was obviously scratched by a sharp object, Xin Changning was taken aback, and quickly applied the pounded medicine to the boy.

After wrapping it up, she realized that there was no gauze, no bandage, not even a clean piece of cloth, so how to wrap it up, could it just be left to dry like this?

The next moment, she remembered her skirt and wanted to tear it up.

"No, use this! Your torn skirt is dirty."

The boy handed over a silk handkerchief in disgust.

The silk handkerchief is wet, can this be bandaged?
My skirt was just worn in the morning, but it's just torn, where is it dirty?And the pure cotton material is very breathable and comfortable, okay?
Helping others to bandage is still disliked, let you die.

Because the other party was still a child, Xin Changning regarded himself as an adult from the bottom of his heart, and forgot about the danger. He was a little angry and couldn't help puffing up his cheeks.

She took the silk scarf and wrung it dry, let it dry in the air, and then helped the boy wrap it up.

"Sure enough, you don't know how to bandage, and it hurts me to death."

After the bandage was finished, the boy tugged at the silk handkerchief that was tied into a messy knot, and said in disgust: "You are clumsy, you really have such a face for nothing!"

(End of this chapter)