What could be wrong with the salted fish attack?

Jing Mo, who came back from feeding the chickens, went to have breakfast.

For breakfast, eat preserved radish and fried eggs and send porridge.

The dried radish was dried by Nan Xing himself.

As for fried eggs, they are taught by Jingmo.

Jing Mo, who was eating breakfast, said to Nan Xing: "Brother Xing, I plan to go to the mountains tomorrow, and it will take about three or four days."

Nan Xing, who was cleaning the kitchen, turned around after hearing the words: "What are you doing in the mountains?"

"I want to see if there is any ginseng."

"Don't go, you don't understand, there are wild beasts in the mountains, you are in danger alone." Nan Xing persuaded.

He probably knew what Jingmo wanted ginseng for, but now that Grandpa's health was inexplicably good, Nan Xing didn't want him to take the risk.

"Don't worry, I've traveled all over the world, and a few beasts can't stop me."

Nan Xing still didn't want him to go: "Do you have to go?"

Jing Mo looked at him and smiled, "Well, nothing will happen, trust me."

His eyes were firm, and his face was relaxed. Nan Xing observed him for a long time, but he didn't see any reluctance or lying: "Then you have to say a specific number, three days or four days."

"Three days, I will come back if I find it or not."

"That's okay, just three days."

"Ah."

"Come to town with me tomorrow, and then the day after tomorrow."

"Okay." Jing Mo thought about him leaving, and Nan Xing was too busy alone, so he agreed: "Don't tell Grandpa about entering the mountain, lest he worry."

"You also know Grandpa will be worried." There was still jealousy in those words.

Jing Mo walked over and hooked his hand with his finger: "I will feel bad if I don't see you for three days."

Then don't go... When the words reached his lips, Nan Xing swallowed again: "Be careful yourself."

"Ah."

The next day, the two of them who had breakfast went to the town by car again.

Nan Xing first went to the clinic to get medicine for Fifth Uncle.

When the doctor at the hospital saw him, he asked, "Is your grandpa feeling better?"

The doctor is a white-haired old man in his 60s, with kind eyes and kind eyes, and he exudes kindness all over his body.

Nan Xing said: "Doctor Zhang, since I drank the medicine you prescribed last time, my grandfather is in good health. I haven't seen him wheezing or coughing these days."

Uncle Wu's medicine is prescribed according to the course of treatment, and he doesn't drink it every day, so Nan Xing usually comes to get it at a fixed time.

Doctor Zhang was also a little surprised: "I'm not going to hide it from you. My medicine is not so miraculous. I told you earlier that if your grandfather's illness is properly treated, it will last for a few years. My medicine can only help you at most. He prolongs his lifespan, but you say he is doing well now, it is not due to my medicine, it must be because of some adventure your grandpa had."

Jing Mo was listening, thinking that this old Chinese doctor was really sincere.

Nan Xing pursed her lips before saying, "This can't be..."

Doctor Zhang understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, it's been so long, he's still fine, it's not what you think, I'll prescribe some medicine for you, if he can stabilize, in the future You don't need to drink any more."

Nan Xing nodded, his expression relaxed: "Thank you, Doctor Zhang."

Jing Mo kept watching, and he didn't know until now that Fifth Uncle's illness was a thorn in Nan Xing's heart, or a thorn in his calm and unrevealed surface.

It's only now that I know how close I am to him.

For a moment, Jing Mo's mood was a little complicated.

He felt sorry for Nan Xing and was also angry with himself.

Doctor Zhang prescribed the medicine, and ordered the medicine boy to fetch the medicine, then asked Nan Xing, "Is this your husband?"

Nan Xing nodded: "It's my fiancé, we got married on the 26th of this month."

Doctor Zhang watched Jing Mo's face, and then said to Nan Xing: "You didn't tell him about your grandfather's illness?"

Nan Xing glanced at Jing Mo in surprise, then shook his head: "He knows."

Doctor Zhang laughed and said, "Then he just cares that you don't let him know what you think."

As soon as these words came out, both of them were taken aback.

Nan Xing looked at Jing Mo, and Jing Mo looked back at him.

Nan Xing, who knew he had done something wrong, went to hold Jingmo's hand, which meant it was self-evident.

Jing Mo grasped it with his backhand when he understood.

Doctor Zhang's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he could see through the fiancé's mind at a glance. He smiled and didn't speak.

Nan Xing paid the money, and thanked Dr. Zhang sincerely before picking up the medicine and leaving.

Doctor Zhang waved his hand: "Go back."

As a doctor, he would never say the words "come again" to patients.

The two came out of the hospital holding hands, and it was inevitable that they would be watched by others.

But Jing Mo didn't let go, and Nan Xing didn't struggle.

Jing Mo took his hand, led him to the alley next to him, and hugged him.

Nan Xing's face pressed against his neck, feeling the strength of his hug, it was so tight.

Jing Mo said in a hoarse voice: "I don't blame you for not telling me, I'm just annoying myself, I don't even know what you think."

Nan Xing's eyes were slightly moist, and she buried her face in his neck: "I'm sorry."

At this moment, Jing Mo really wanted to tell Nan Xing that he cured Uncle Wu’s illness, and there would be nothing wrong with him. He would live a long life, but after thinking about it, he held back: “Trust me, Grandpa will good."

"Ah."

Jing Mo pushed him away, looked into his eyes and said, "I know you're great, but you can try to rely on me if something happens in the future, if it wasn't just now, I wouldn't know, but you're still scared when Grandpa gets well."

Nan Xing's eyes were red. In fact, when he knew that Grandpa's health had improved inexplicably, he was very worried whether it was a flashback.

He is afraid every day, and he can only feel relieved every day when he sees Grandpa well.

"I will tell you in the future." Nan Xing said.

Jing Mo kissed his forehead: "Grandpa will be fine with me here."

He repeatedly assured that it undoubtedly increased the strength of Nanxing.

He also knew that Jing Mo was not a witch or a doctor, and what he said was purely comforting, but he needed someone to rely on so much, so he chose to believe it without hesitation.

"it is good."

Jing Mo hummed, and asked softly: "What else do you want to buy? Let's go buy it."

Nan Xing wiped the corners of his eyes and calmed down his emotions: "Buy some noodles, I'll make you some dry food, and you can take it with you when you go into the mountains tomorrow."

"Okay." Jing Mo led him out of the alley and went to the food store.

When passers-by on the road saw them holding hands, they didn't shy away from it at all, so they couldn't help but take a second look, but when they saw that they were a man and a brother, they knew that they were a couple, so they stopped looking, and only regarded them as husband and wife.

After buying noodles, Nan Xing asked him, "Do you have anything to buy?"

Speaking of things, the night in the mountains is boring, and eating melon seeds is also good: "I'll go buy some melon seeds, which can be eaten in the mountains." Afraid that Nan Xing would refuse, he added: "I will pay for it myself."

Nan Xing just glanced at him and took him to the dry goods store.

"Is one catty enough?"

That must be enough. He is very poor now, so he needs to save some money.

Nan Xing said to the store clerk, "Red dates, longan and melon seeds come one catty each."

"Okay, wait a moment."

The guys are all packed, and Jing Mo is about to give the money, but Nan Xing stops him: "I'll give it."

Jing Mo obediently took the money back.

His wife is willing to give the money, and he saves another sum, happy.

The two went to meet at the gate of the town with the things they had bought.

The next morning, before dawn, Nan Xing got up and made buns and pancakes with flour.

After he finished his busy work, it was already an hour and a half later. At this time, the sky was already bright, and Nanhe Village also woke up in the dark.

Jing Mo got up, washed up first, filled the water bag with water, took the ring, and dug up the tobacco vines and put them in the back basket.

Bringing tobacco vines would keep the beasts at bay, and he could sleep soundly at night.

Then he went to Nan Xing's house with a bamboo basket on his back.

Nan Xing's house was filled with white smoke intermittently, and Jingmo could smell the fragrance as soon as he entered the yard.

Seeing the steamed buns and pancakes on the stove, he reacted: "You got up early?"

Nan Xing got up before Mao, but because he went to bed early, he didn't have dark circles under his eyes, and Jing Mo didn't notice it.

"Always bring fresh dry food. I made vegetable buns and meat buns, and you bring some of them."

Jing Mo was very distressed: "I can deal with it casually, and I won't be hungry."

Nan Xing smiled and said, "Sleeping less will not affect me, let's have breakfast."

Jing Mo had no choice but to wash the dishes, and then called Uncle Wu to eat.

Or white porridge with steamed buns.

Uncle Fifth didn't know where he was going, he only knew that he was going out for a trip and would have to go for three days before returning.

He also ordered Nan Xing: "You cook some eggs for him and bring them with you."

Jing Mo hurriedly said, "I'll do it." He asked Nan Xing to sit and rest.

When I went to get the eggs from the cupboard, I added special abilities to Fifth Uncle's medicine by the way, so I can't stop it for at least three days.

Jing Mo boiled five eggs, he brought three, and they shared the remaining two.

Jing Mo said to Nan Xing: "Go kill a chicken tonight, use it to cook stone snails, and call the village chief and the others to come over for dinner."

"it is good."

After a while, Nan Xing was full, so he packed the buns and pancakes separately, and put them into the bamboo basket in Jingmo belt.

He also saw the tobacco vines, and was a little curious: "Jingmo, what are you carrying in the bamboo basket?" He wanted to touch it with his hands.

Jing Mo was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Xing Xing, don't move."

The thorns on the tobacco vine are poisonous.

Nan Xing was also taken aback by him: "Why are you reacting so loudly?"

Jing Mo thought, I'm doing it for your own good, don't get pricked by the vine, I'll help you detoxify, if you want to call me a hooligan, he didn't say anything, just took the things over and put them away by himself: "I'll do it."

"What is this?" Nan Xing didn't touch it, but he was still curious.

A green mass, like a vegetable bag.

Jing Mo said: "This is a kind of vine, which is poisonous. I brought a self-defense one. I just called you because I was afraid that I might hurt you."

"What are you doing with the poisonous one, in case you get stuck..." Nan Xing said and was going to pour it for him.

Jing Mo stopped him: "It's okay, it won't hurt me."

Seeing that he persisted, Nan Xing didn't want to force him: "Then be careful."

"Yeah." Jing Mo led him back to the kitchen.

After eating the remaining steamed stuffed bun and porridge, and having a sip of tea, I was ready to go.

Nan Xing put on a straw hat for him, reluctantly said: "Come back soon."

"Okay." Jing Mo grabbed his hand, put it to his mouth and kissed him, and then bid him farewell.

Fifth Uncle watched the two of them sticking together at the door, and shook his head silently.

To say that Xing Xing really looks like Ruoruo, even the gesture of liking someone is almost the same.

I don't know if the two of them were still alive, seeing this scene, would they feel the same as he did back then.

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The old rules, double-updates on Sundays, and another chapter later.

Push the ancient court essays written by Jiyou, and accept those that everyone likes.

Author: Xiaoyu Biscuit "Married as a Husband"

Feng Jiyu: Xuan Chu, from now on I hope you and I can treat each other with respect.

In the 16th year of Zhaohe, the emperor who believed in gods and ghosts ordered Runan King to marry a son.

This is something that has never happened in the past dynasties, but the ministers' admonitions were fruitless.

Hence, Mu Yun, the son of Prince Runan, came all the way from afar,

Just to be the wife of that little prince who doesn't like the emperor.

Feng Jiyu, courtesy name Zhaohan, is the fifth prince of Daliang.

My mother died young, and my mother's family has no rights. I thought I could not help myself, but I really didn't expect to marry a man.

For more than ten years, he has been modest, meek, and forbearing, forcing himself not to fight or grab,

However, Mu Yunyao, the eldest son of the Prince of Runan who wanted to "marry", was free and unrestrained.

Winning the leader, juggling knives and guns, playing polo...do everything to make publicity;

But no matter when, he stands by his side, sharing joys and sorrows.

No matter how much Feng Jiyu didn't want to, she unconsciously cared more about this person.

Feng Jiyu said: "It was I who harmed you and made you leave your hometown and bear the burden of humiliation."

Mu Yunyao nodded, "That's true, so you should treat me better."

Free and easy attack V hard to endure; this is a story of happiness in an arranged marriage.

感谢在2022-01-0118:34:03~2022-01-0214:07:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Wutong language;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Lucky Meow Meow 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!