Cute Wife's Farming Life

Chapter 309
Yes!

What Chen Anxia said was right, they were relatives, if it was everything in the past, she would not only do the surface, but also the inside.

Maybe this plaster prescription, even if she didn't ask for it, Chen Anxia would eagerly give it to her.

But who would have expected that an inconspicuous little girl's movies would be developed now.

Now if she had to do it all over again, she believed that she would still do the same thing as before, and now...

Looking down at the plaster that was still warm in the iron pot, Qian clenched her fists and strode towards the front yard.

Back in the house, after Chen Anxia took out the plaster prescription and gave it to Mrs. Qian, she went back to sleep after being tired all day.It was too hot, so she fetched a basin of cold water, soaked the towel, closed the door, wiped her body, and then lay down on the kang.

Probably because she was too sleepy, she fell asleep as soon as she lay down.

When I fell asleep, I didn't feel the heat, and I slept until dawn.

At dawn, the sun was rising, and when she went out, Chen Yuanlu had already gone to sell plasters with a shelf cart, and only Chen Jinglin and Chen Jingyun were left at home.

"Second sister, the food is in the pot. It must be cold. You can eat it after heating it up."

As soon as he walked into the room, Chen Jinglin looked up at Chen Anxia and said.

After finishing speaking, he bowed his head and immersed himself in a book of miscellaneous stories.

He followed her to Lianghegou to dig out this book, told Ji Qingyun, and he took it back to read.Although he still couldn't read a small part of the words above, he was fascinated by it.

Chen Anxia glanced at him lightly, walked to the stove, and lifted the lid.

There is a bowl of porridge, a multigrain steamed bun, and a boiled egg in the pot.

I reached out and touched it, and it wasn't hot anymore.

But this season, what kind of hot meal to eat.

Chen Anxia washed her face, rinsed her mouth, and finished her meal slowly, mouthful by mouthful.

After eating, she had nothing to do, so she found a clean piece of paper and a charcoal pencil to write and draw.

What she draws is nothing but a set of tools that can be used in surgery.She has done a lot of operations, so she can remember what all the tools look like.

After drawing a tool, Chen Anxia marked the places to pay attention to.

Lin Lin always drew all morning, and counted, she drew more than 20 pieces.She has drawn the frequently used ones and the rarely used ones.

There were also others that were basically useless, and Chen Anxia didn't waste that time.

Without the aid of equipment, these tools are sufficient.

After finishing the painting, Chen Anxia plans to go to Sanqin tomorrow.

"Second Sister, what shall we have for lunch?"

Chen Anxia put away the drawings she had drawn, and just after stretching, Chen Jinglin, who had been sitting next to her all morning, suddenly asked a question.

Hearing his question, Chen Anxia was taken aback, and subconsciously looked outside the door.

Sure enough, it was noon.

It is estimated that Chen Yuanlu, Meng Shi, and Chen Jingyun will be back soon.

"How about we make Jajangmyeon today?"

In weather like this, you should have a bowl of fried noodles.

Just when she went to the latrine, she passed by the vegetable garden in the backyard, and saw that the small cucumbers grown by Qian's family were ready to eat.

Jajang noodles.

Upon hearing what Chen Anxia said, Chen Jinglin sucked his lips greedily.

Seeing him like this, a sly smile appeared on Chen Anxia's face immediately, he looked straight at him, and asked, "How is it? Do you want to eat noodles with fried sauce?"

want to eat!

With a smile on Chen Jinglin's face, he looked at Chen Anxia defenselessly and nodded his head.

He had only heard about noodles with fried sauce before, but he had never eaten them.

[Recommend the new book "Drunken Lying in the Garden" by a good friend "Embroidered Fields: Han in the Mountains, Little Lady"]

(End of this chapter)