Now her space has finally opened up again, and it seems much wider than before.

Even the spiritual spring is bluer than before...

There are so many more medicinal materials.

Looking at the growing medicinal herbs, her eyes were filled with light.

"If these medicinal materials are used to develop a burn ointment, it will definitely be more effective than this medicine," Nan Yan said, suppressing her inner joy, "It seems I have to find time to try it."

"It's just strange, why did the bracelet space promotion end at this time?"

...

What's even more strange is that no one can notice such bright light except Nanyan itself.

In the yard, Jun Xiaomo wiped her tears: "Xiaoxiao, where did your mother buy her bracelet? Is it made of warm stone?"

"What is hot stone?" Nan Xiaoxiao asked doubtfully.

"It is a stone that can maintain constant temperature. It is warm to the touch, just like your mother's bracelet."

Nan Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up: "Brother Xiaomo, do you also feel that my mother's bracelet is unusual?

Xiaobao and I feel the same way, but my mother keeps saying that this bracelet is not hot."

"Really?" Jun Xiaomo tilted his little head, with a blank look in his eyes.

Just when he wanted to speak, Nan Yan just walked out of the room. He hurriedly held back all his words and looked at Nan Yan with his apologetic eyes.

"Mother..."

He pursed his lips and his eyes turned red again.

Nan Yan's heart ached, and she touched Jun Xiaomo's head: "It's just some skin injuries, I'm fine."

"Mother," Nan Xiaoxiao held Nan Yan's hand, "Stop cooking, let the cook do it."

"good."

Nan Yan smiled. The wound on her shoulder was still tearing and hurting. If she hadn't been worried about the two little dumplings, she wouldn't have gone out so quickly.

Within a short while, a cook brought the meal and placed it on the stone table.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Jun Xiaomo's little face froze, with a grimace on his face.

It’s all ginger!

Ginger slices are included in every meal.

But what he hates most is ginger!

Nan Yan had already served the rice for him, and when she saw Jun Xiaomo slowly picking up the ginger slices in the dish with her chopsticks, her face suddenly sank.

He hit Jun Xiaomo on the head with chopsticks.

"Nan Xiaobao! How many times have I told you that you can't be picky about food! Ginger is good for your health."

Jun Xiaomo looked up at Nan Yan with a mournful face: "Mother, I don't like Jiang..."

"No!" Nan Yan's decisive refusal was beyond doubt.

There was a snicker in Nan Xiaoxiao's eyes: "This ginger is brewed by my mother using medicinal materials. It is good for the body. Xiaobao, you'd better eat it obediently."

Brother Xiaomo, like Xiaobao, doesn't like ginger slices. In the past, Xiaobao would be scolded by his mother every time he ate.

My mother can indulge him anywhere, but she will never tolerate this.

Jun Xiaomo's expression was difficult, but looking at Nan Yan's serious face, he finally endured the discomfort and added ginger slices to the bowl.

The strange thing is that this ginger slice is actually a little sweet?

But no matter how sweet it was, the taste of ginger still made Jun Xiaomo feel uncomfortable in his stomach.
Chapter completed!