I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

Pork belly is very greasy. In his previous life, Oriha had no experience of handling it with his hands. But it's also very strange, in front of Baicaoshi, he just did this, it's very natural.

"Okay, okay, let you." Baicaoshi took a ladle of water from the water tank in the yard, washed her hands, and prepared to boil medicine.

Looking at her familiar appearance, Zhe Yu felt that feeding wolves was no longer good and boring. However, he would not be perfunctory in what he promised, so he trained the little wolf for a quarter of an hour.

The little wolf was very resentful, and thought it was better to be a mother. But it is born with a keen insight into danger, and thinks that cheap daddy can't be messed with.

Zhe Yu came to Baicaoshi and stared at her to grind the powder. "Have you... done this before?"

Baicaoshi was stunned, wiped the sweat from the tip of her nose with her sleeve, and regained her composure, "Did you forget? I helped the apprentices in the medical center today, and temporarily hugged Buddha's feet. Otherwise, I won't show you."

Zhe Yu: ...

I believe you big head ghost! This is the ability to open your eyes and tell nonsense.

Who hasn't had a little secret, though? Doesn't he just harbor the biggest secret?

After the medicine was prepared, Baicaoshi stared at Zheyu with piercing eyes. "Good medicine tastes bitter, don't be afraid, just drink it in one breath and you'll be fine."

Hmph, it's hard for her to tell such a beautiful lie without frowning.

Zhe Yu snorted coldly, he is not a child.

And the next moment, he was so miserable that he couldn't find Bei.

A wounded hand was spread out in front of him, with a piece of rock candy in the palm.

She bought sugar today, and he thought it was for seasoning.

"It doesn't matter if life is hard, add some sugar to yourself. But don't eat too much, it will cause toothache."

Zhe Yu twisted it in distaste, and squeezed out a word from between his teeth, "childish", but it was barely audible.

In the room, Baili and Bai Xiaoshu looked at the tacit understanding between the young couple, and felt that the grandson/nephew should be on the way.

**

After washing, Oriha rested first.

Baicao Poetry picks up the little trees in sleep.

"Sister, Duke Zhou just met me, yawn! It's been a tiring day, aren't you tired?"

Baicaoshi picked up the hoe at home and stuffed it into Bai Xiaoshu's hands, "I bought seeds today, and I will plant them tonight, and I will plant them in the yard."

Then, she went to the water tank to scoop water.

"When did you buy the seeds? Why don't I know?" Although he was reluctant, Bai Xiaoshu spit into the palm of his hand, swung his arms and began to dry.

How do you know? Provided by the system, the high-yield improved variety Psyllium chinensis.

"You just plant it well. The growth is not good, I only ask you."

Bai Xiaoshu pouted, step sister? "You only have brother-in-law in your eyes, hum."

A three-by-three piece of land was set up in the yard, and the siblings dug out several ridges. "Are you prejudiced against your brother-in-law? He is just a sick and weak boy with no power to restrain the chicken."

Bai Xiaoshu was afraid that his sister would be fooled, so she lowered her voice, "Sister, don't be fooled by his appearance, he is helping count the money after being sold!"

With a "snap", Baicaoshi slapped Bai Xiaoshu on the back of the head, "How do you talk, it's not big or small. Hey, Bai Xiaoshu, I found that you are respectful to your brother-in-law in front of you, but you are always talking bad things behind your back! "

In order to let her sister know the truth, Bai Xiaoshu decided to reveal this shocking secret.

"Sister," he began to rake his ears, "do you know, when you were almost sunk in the pond, why did Lao Xie's house go under fire? I lit the fire! How could I be so bold? It was all forced by my brother-in-law. Yes! He said that no one would trouble me, and he really hit the mark, no one really troubled me..."

Bai Xiaoshu said a lot later, but Baicao Shi couldn't listen to it. All she could think about was that day, the way Zhe Yu was talking eloquently. There is no white horse, and no colorful auspicious clouds, but he is a hero, saving her from the flames.

Such a male protagonist, she must hold her thigh tightly.