After sprinkling some mint water, she fell asleep on the wooden bed that Yang Yanwen had built in the yard. Of course, as soon as she fell asleep, she went into the space and worked all night.

After the flood, life will not be easy.

Looking at the half house of medicinal herbs she had saved during this period of time, Jiang Qingling planned to sell them in another county, so that she could subsidize the family.

"Xianggong, do you have a fever?"

Sleeping in the yard and always having a restless night's sleep.

As soon as he woke up early, Jiang Qingming subconsciously touched Yang Yanwen, who knew that he was scary.

hurriedly and quietly put on the purple pupil bracelet, only to see that Yang Yanwen was suffering from the cold.

"It's a little uncomfortable."

After Jiang Qingling asked, Yang Yanwen replied in a daze.

My whole body was sore, and my whole body was burned.

Jiang Qingling didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly treated him, but there was no medicine, Yang Yanwen's condition had not improved, there was no way, she quickly let the soul enter the space, stayed in it for two quarters of an hour, boiled a bowl of medicinal juice, and fed it into Yang Yanwen's mouth.

It's bitter!

Yang Yanwen frowned.

"Lady, what are you doing?"

Drink it in your mouth, flow into your throat, and your eyes hurt hotly.

"Some medicinal juice, you don't care, drink it, you'll be fine."

It's no wonder that the boiled green herb juice can be delicious.

However, this bowl of medicinal juice can definitely cure his illness.

Sure enough, after Yang Yanwen drank it, he sweated all over, and after waking up from a sleep, the fever subsided, and he was a lot more energetic.

"Xianggong, you stay at home first, and I'll go to our grandma's house."

In the afternoon, Jiang Qingming saw that the house was a little dry, so she carried Yang Yanwen back to the house, and when the kitchen was completely cleaned out, she told Yang Yanwen to go out.

Yang Yanwen heard that she was going to the grandmother's house, and she didn't ask anything.

Jiang Qinglime went to the Yang family's big house with two buckets of water, and when they arrived at their house, the yard was full of things to dry.

What Jiang Qingling didn't expect was that Su Hong was also there.

"Yo, I thought you carried two buckets of grain to honor your milk, but who knew that you actually carried two buckets of water. What is really worthless, what do you give. ”

Su Hong still remembered the last time Jiang Qinglime made her suffer, and saw her yin and yang.

Jiang Qingling glanced at her lightly, "These two buckets of water are worthless, but I want to ask the third aunt." The third aunt came here, what did she send to my milk? ”

Su Hong, who was choked on a word, turned blue and couldn't say anything.

His mouth was tense and his face was ashamed and angry.

Shen Shi, who came out of the house, glanced at her and threw her two plasters, "Save some use, if you can't use up the two, you will stick the remaining one on your mouth, so as not to go out, you can't control your mouth." ”

Taking the plaster thrown by Shen, Su Hong rolled her eyes and muttered, "If you can't control my mouth, you don't have to worry about it." ”

She muttered quietly.

Shen didn't hear anything, if she hadn't seen her mutter, the person would have turned around and left with a snort, she would have to catch her and ask her clearly.

"What are you doing with two buckets of water? There is no shortage of water at home, nor is there a shortage of food, so why should you suffer this? ”

Seeing Jiang Qinglime's small body carrying two buckets of water heavier than her, coming from home, Shen felt sorry for her, so he opened his mouth to 'reprimand'.