Chapter 25

Zhuo Yiqing was born in a Wulin family. He began to practice martial arts when he was three years old. It has been 20 years since then. Now the foundation of 20 years has been destroyed. No matter how good his physical quality is, he can't recover in three or five days.

During Zhuo Yiqing's stay in bed, Wen AI took care of him, brought him tea and water, cooked medicine and porridge, and even talked with him to relieve his boredom. That was painstaking, careful and comprehensive.

But Wenai doesn't know much about the world, and the memory of his body is basically full of herbs and prescriptions. Now he really wants to start a topic, and he really doesn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Zhuo Yiqing has never been a man with few words. He leans on the head of the bed and tells him a lot of interesting stories about the world. Wen AI sits on a small bamboo stool beside the bed, with her elbow on the edge of the bed and her face in her hands. She is very interested in hearing that.

The more he listened, the more Zhuo Yiqing talked. This night, he didn't know who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one.

The world is so big that the story can never be finished. It's too late to watch. Wen AI wants to continue listening, but her eyelids are so sleepy that she keeps falling down.

Zhuo Yiqing gently pushed him: "let's call it a night. Go back to sleep."

Wen AI rubbed his eyes half closed and half open: "I'm not sleepy. Go on."

Zhuo Yiqing flicked on his forehead: "I can't open my eyes. Even if I continue to talk, you can't listen."

"Who said that? You just mentioned that guimiansha sneaked into Luo's house, and then planned to kill their whole family for revenge." "I can hear you," retorted winay

Zhuo Yiqing gave him a funny look: "that was the plot a quarter of an hour ago."

Wen AI was stunned: "impossible..."

Zhuo Yiqing pushed Wenai's hand down from the edge of the bed: "OK, go to bed. I'll tell you tomorrow."

"All right." Wen AI stretched his waist and stood up from the stool. His voice was sticky. "I have to start from the ghost face to revenge tomorrow. I don't remember..."

Zhuo Yiqing nodded: "OK, I'll help you remember."

After ten nights of telling the story, Zhuo Yiqing has almost recovered. Although he has lost his strong internal power, he is still much stronger than ordinary people.

Zhuo Yiqing strolled around the inner Valley and got familiar with the terrain. Then she went back to Wenai's bamboo house and looked at it room by room. When she saw the kitchen, she found a pile of medicine jars beside the stove. A lot of dried medicine juice was left on the jars. They were dark and dirty.

Zhuo Yiqing casually lifted the ceramic cover of a medicine can, and before he bent down to smell it, a strong putrid smell had already rushed on his face, which made him suddenly look back, and his eyes could not be opened.

These medicine cans were left by Wen AI when he helped Zhuo Yiqing decoct some time ago. The caretakers were so tired that Wen AI couldn't spare any energy to wash them. He simply took these medicine cans as disposable ones and left them beside when they were used up. He was ready to clean them up when he was free.

It's been several days since the last decoction, and the medicine jars are still abandoned here, which shows that Wen AI doesn't want to face this mess. It's estimated that if he puts it down again, he will have to catch the disciples who came to neigu to sweep the floor and let them wash it.

Zhuo Yiqing went back to the room, found a piece of cloth, covered her nose around her face, and then washed the pots with nimble hands and feet.

After Wen AI found out this, it was like opening the door to a new world. You said that Zhuo Yiqing was strong and had complete hands and feet. It seemed unreasonable to stay in the valley and eat and drink for free?

As soon as he figured it out, Wen AI began to slowly assign chores to Zhuo Yiqing. As long as he could push all the chores to Zhuo Yiqing, such as drying medicine, milling powder and rubbing pills, he pushed them out. When he got to the back, no matter whether it was physical work or fine work, Zhuo Yiqing basically picked them up by himself. Wen AI just moved his mouth and asked others to do this and that. It was not easy Happy.

The system youyou said: "the other day you cried and said that you wanted to make the male master more lucky and suffer less. As a result, you showed me this?"

Wen AI stood by the window and looked at Zhuo Yiqing, who was busy in the yard. He said solemnly, "life is born to work. You see how happy he is."

At this time, Zhuo Yiqing just finished picking up the last bucket of water, put down her shoulder pole, wiped her sweat with her arm, and flushed out her white teeth. She really looked very happy.

The system just feels that its display screen is going to be blinded and has nothing to say to play the game.

This afternoon, Wen AI woke up from her nap and walked out of the room. She didn't find the figure of Zhuo Yiqing in the bamboo house. She was wondering. As soon as she turned around, she saw Zhuo Yiqing coming back from the other side of the lake, with two fish in her hand. She was very big.

Wen AI ran over curiously, bent down to look at the two fish's mouth, and asked Zhuo Yiqing, "what did you catch in the lake?"

"With a bamboo pole." Zhuo Yiqing raised the fish to make it easier for Wen AI to observe. "He caught a lot of fish and left the two big ones and the small ones back."

Wen AI patted Zhuo Yiqing on the shoulder: "very powerful!"Zhuo Yiqing smiles complacently: "at night, my brother cooks fish soup for you."

Wen AI looked at him in surprise: "can the young master of cirrus cloud villa cook?"

"Young master, I'm third." Zhuo Yiqing carried the fish to the kitchen. "It's different whether you can do it or not. Few people in the world have tasted my craft. You'll have a good time tonight."

Wen AI follows up with the kitchen and finds out in a corner the leftover seasoning that master used when cooking. Zhuo Yiqing takes it over and looks at it. After confirming that it is not moldy, she puts it on the stove.

He fished back two crucian carp. The head of the fish was cut off to make soup, and the body of the fish was thrown into the iron pot to be stewed. Although the seasoning was too simple, the taste of the crucian carp was strong, and the final dish was not so bad.

Zhuo Yiqing put a dish and soup on the table. Wen AI put his chopsticks in order and couldn't wait to put a piece of braised fish in his mouth.

Zhuo Yiqing sat down beside him: "how does it taste?"

Wen AI's eyes narrowed happily: "delicious!"

"That's right. My brother is a good cook." Zhuo Yiqing took the bowl of warm wormwood to help him with the soup. "Before swallowing it, sip it a few times more. The crucian carp has more spines. Don't get stuck."

Wen AI nodded, took the soup bowl, and drank a mouthful of thick white delicious fish soup, which made her scalp numb.

The disciple who came to deliver dinner tonight was Xiao se. When she knocked on the door and came in, a lot of fish bones had been built up in front of Wen AI. One and a half of two kilos of fish had gone into his stomach. Now he could not eat anything else.

Zhuo Yiqing had some soup just now. Now when she saw the dishes brought by Xiao se, she was also a little hungry. She took up her rice bowl and began to fill her stomach.

Xiao se has finished the task and is about to leave. Zhuo Yiqing shouts her in time and asks her to bring some common oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, onion, ginger and garlic when she delivers breakfast tomorrow.

Xiao se answered and wrote it down firmly.

This one is a medicine man. But look at the treatment of others. They live in a big room. They are well-dressed in brocade. They can move freely and look healthy. I don't know that they think they are the male favourites raised by the valley master!

Xiao se is an ordinary zedou. She can't smell whether Zhuo Yiqing is Tianqian or not, but she can be sure that it must not be dikun for her strong physique.

If it's not for dikun -

Xiao SE's vision turns around between Wen AI and Zhuo Yiqing. It seems that his Valley master is the one below. No matter from which aspect, they all match each other in body, appearance and temperament?

Oh, she suddenly wanted to cover her heart and scream. What's the matter?

Wen AI, who is rubbing his stomach, knows nothing about the inner world of Xiao se. He is still smacking his tongue to taste the delicious fish soup.

Wen AI picked up the chopsticks and gave Zhuo Yiqing a large piece of meat. He asked expectantly, "will you take me fishing tomorrow?"

Zhuo Yiqing eyebrows a pick: "you did not eat cool tonight?"

Wen AI blinked: "it's delicious, but I want to have it again tomorrow."

Zhuo Yiqing burst out laughing: "OK, brother will take you to Shuang tomorrow."

The next morning, just after breakfast, Wen AI urged Zhuo Yiqing to go fishing so as to burn the fish before lunch.

Zhuo Yiqing was sitting in the yard, fiddling with things. He looked up at Wen AI next to him and said, "wait a minute, I'll make a little thing first."

Wen AI squatted down and touched the bamboo strips and old clothes on the ground: "what little things?"

"Just look at it."

Zhuo Yiqing picked out a tough bamboo strip and bent it into a circle. The place where the head and tail were connected was tied with a thin rope. Then he surrounded the old clothes on the bamboo circle to form a pocket shape. He made a lot of small holes in the bottom of the pocket with scissors.

After watching for a long time, Wen AI hesitated and said, "this is Fishing nets? "

Zhuo Yiqing released his hand and touched his head: "the little brain is still very smart. I specially made it for you. You can scoop it into the water later."

"Are you ready?" Wen AI Hsing reached for Zhuo Yiqing's fishing net and said, "let me have a look."

"Wait a minute, it's almost there." Zhuo Yiqing dodged Wen AI's hand and quickly added a handle to the bamboo ring of the fishing net. Then he put it into Wen AI's hand: "OK, let's go."

They walked to the lake together. Like a child on an outing, Wen AI waved her fishing net while walking, and said excitedly, "this can be used to catch butterflies in the future."

Zhuo Yiqing looked at him with a smile: "how old are you? Do you still catch butterflies like a three-year-old?"

"I don't know. Rare butterflies can be used as medicine." Wen AI snorted, "I won't tell you, I'm going to catch fish!"

Then he sped up and ran to the lake.

Zhuo Yiqing raised her lips and feet to catch up with the cheerful figure in front of her.