Medical Brocade Concentric

Qin Lang looked at her, what can he say?

You can't say "I'm thinking about your elopement with a wild man in your last life", right?

She clearly knew but couldn't say it, and couldn't even blame her for being innocent and doing nothing at the moment. How depressing and sour she felt was simply inhumane.

Qin Lang's eyes were deep and complicated.

"It's nothing!" He tried to calm himself down, withdrew his eyes and said lightly: "You rest here, I'll go around!"

Su Jin actually wanted to say that he was not tired and wanted to go with him.

But she wasn't stupid, she could see that he was not in a good mood at the moment, maybe he didn't want to follow him, so she said ok, put down the basket, and found a dry place to sit down.

Qin Lang turned to leave, stopped before he went too far, turned his back to her and said, "I won't go far. If something happens, you can call me and I can hear it."

"it is good!"

Watching the man's back disappear into the dense forest, Su Jin rubbed his temples, feeling a little headache, and also a little confused and depressed.

This kind of life is really depressing, and she doesn't like it at all.

But--

But what to do, she didn't know.

After getting along for so long, she didn't dare to say that she knew 100% of this man's temperament, but in general she was not wrong.

He is by no means a careful man, let alone a womanizer.

Although he rejected him that night, that didn't mean he hated him, otherwise, how could he live with him or even share a bed with him?

Maybe he was angry at the time, but he was not stupid. He just thought about it for a while and realized that he just couldn't accept that step for a while, why is he still angry until now?

Su Jin was puzzled, no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure out what the crux was.

How could she have imagined that his heart knot was actually in a previous life?

When Qin Lang appeared again, his expression had calmed down.

He told Su Jin that there were a lot of yams and some wild lilies not far ahead, and they just collected them and went home.

Su Jin went with him.

She couldn't help but glance at the man. He seemed calm and normal, but he seemed to be even more silent, which made it even more difficult for her to see.

Su Jin simply didn't bother to think about it.

After digging up yam and lily, and filling the basket, the two went home.

The land here is fertile, the yam grows well, and the lily is also very plump, one is as big as a fist, and a total of about 30 large and small are harvested.

Take it back and dry it, whether it is used for stewing soup, porridge, or stir-frying, it is a good thing.

On the way back, Qin Lang sorted out a bundle of firewood and took it home.

The next day, Qin Lang didn't let Su Jin go into the mountain, and let her handle her seeds and those yam lilies at home, and do needlework and the like by the way. He walked faster by himself.

Listening to what seemed reasonable on the surface, Su Jin found that he was speechless.

As a result of being speechless, Su Jin had to listen to his opinion.

So, she stayed at home, and Qin Lang went out early and returned late.

It seems that without her, Qin Lang's footsteps are really faster and the gains are greater.

Come back every day, full of harvest.

In five days, the house was filled with a lot of yam like a hill.

For fear that these yams would become moldy and spoil, Su Jin had to take them out to dry, cut them into small pieces, spread them out in a dustpan, and put them in a bamboo basket after drying.

In addition to yam, there are also some kudzu, wild lily, chestnut and so on.

There were two days of game that came back, two pheasants, three wild birds of unknown size, and two hares.

Every time, Su Jin filled half of it in a basket, hiding it from the Qin family, and did not dare to let the villagers see it, and secretly sent it to Aunt Song's family.

In the past few days, her relationship with Qin Lang is still "respectful to each other".

The "respect for each other" between the two seems to have found a new balance. The awkward and uncomfortable feeling before has disappeared, but if you want to say that you are comfortable, it is not comfortable.

Su Jin has always been optimistic. If you can't figure it out, don't think about it.

Anyway, this man is not bad, just live like this for now, that's enough.

A man's heart is a needle at the bottom of the sea, and she has no experience in this area, how can you guess?

In the blink of an eye, it entered the twelfth lunar month, and the weather became colder day by day.

During the day, except at noon, when the sun is at its strongest, Su Jin can no longer do needlework outside the house, so he has to light a charcoal pot inside the house.

Before going to bed at night, also burn the charcoal pot vigorously, cover the top with a layer of ashes burned by the charcoal fire, and then put the charcoal pot under the bed to maintain the temperature.

Covered with ash, the charcoal fire is still breathable, it will not go out, and it will not burn out very quickly. It can burn slowly all night, and when I wake up the next morning, open the ash, and there are still two or three thumb-sized charcoal fires that have not burned. do.

Su Jin was entangled, and wanted to ask Qin Lang several times whether he was cold at night when he slept? If she slept well as before, she would feel uneasy watching him freeze!

But how to say these words is very confusing, and Su Jin has been unable to speak several times.

When I woke up this morning, I opened the door, and the cold air rushed in. My face and fingers quickly became as cold as ice cubes. The wet place on the door that had been splashed with water last night also formed a thick layer of ice.

The weather in the twelfth lunar month, not to mention dripping into ice, is almost the same.

Su Jin shivered and ignited the fire, the orange flame was burning brightly, and after baking for a while, he felt warm.

When eating breakfast, Su Jin said to Qin Lang: "I'm afraid it's freezing in the mountains at this time, it's too cold, and it's not safe. I'll do the math. Our family's existing yam, kudzu, and rice noodles are here. In the spring, there will be many wild vegetables, mushrooms, wild bamboo shoots, etc., as well as a tael of silver, which should last until April next year. Why don't you go into the mountains from today? We have eight acres of land. It's time to get out."

The wasteland is not easy to open, although the eight acres they bought are still good, the terrain is relatively flat, there are basically no big trees, only densely packed all kinds of weeds and clumps of shrubs.

Now that they have tools in their hands, and it is the cold winter and twelfth lunar month when everything is withering, it is relatively easy to clean up the weeds and shrubs on the ground.

However, those grass roots and shrub roots are dense and intertwined. To clear them all, it will take at least twenty days for two people to dry the eight acres of land.

Qin Lang listened to her words and thought for a while, then nodded and said "um".

Su Jin opened his mouth and wanted to say something but didn't know what to say, so he shut up.

When a man gets angry, it's so persistent and scary.—

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