Cui Hejin watched her body tremble slightly. He slightly narrowed his eyes and suppressed the emotions in his eyes.

He also tried hard to control his emotions.

"Scared you?"

Jiang Zhiluo shook her head and said, "No."

She won't be afraid of him, "It's just that you are different from usual. I wonder what's wrong with you?"

She will only worry about him.

Cui Hejin asked in a hoarse voice: "Are you injured?"

"I'm not hurt."

"The blood really isn't yours?"

This afternoon Cui Hejin felt a little uneasy thinking about the blood on her body and the news she had learned.

Jiang Zhiluo looked at Cui Hejin and probably understood.

"Are you afraid of any wounds on my body?"

Realizing this, Jiang Zhiluo couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, and her eyebrows suddenly curved into a crescent shape.

She stretched out her hand and pressed the wall behind her, looked up at him and said, "Husband, are you worried about me and caring about me?"

"How about I let my husband check it out?"

Jiang Zhiluo's eyes were as clear as clear water, but as bright as the sun, and she looked at Cui Hejin like that.

She deliberately wanted to see Cui Hejin's reaction.

Cui Hejin's expression changed, and he slowly turned his head to look at her.

His picturesque eyes were as deep as mist, and there seemed to be a trace of charming entanglement hidden inside.

Jiang Zhiluo's heart trembled when she saw such eyes, feeling like a vine wrapped around her heart.

She couldn't resist it.

Jiang Zhiluo put her hand down and turned her head slightly away from Cui Hejin, "Ahem... Well, I'm fine and I'm not injured."

"The young master from that hospital was seriously injured, and there was blood on his body when I treated his wound."

Cui Hejin whispered: "Shen Shi, there was a fire in Xinglin Medical Center. Someone should have assassinated and set the fire."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhiluo's expression changed drastically, "What, there's a fire, where are the people at the medical center?"

The people at Xinglin Medical Center were very nice. That night when Cui Hejin fell ill, she went to the medical center to borrow silver needles. Later, the young owner gave her the set of silver needles as a gift.

What's more, she also earned medical fees from there. Not to mention the initial ten taels of silver, even the twenty taels of silver now is not a small amount.

Others did not believe that a young girl had medical skills, but the young master trusted her.

This kind of trust is really rare.

Cui Hejin's eyes moved slightly, and there was an aura about him, which gave people a slight sense of oppression.

"You are worried about him!"

Jiang Zhiluo didn't notice anything strange about Cui Hejin's expression at this time, but instinctively replied: "Of course, I just saved someone. If he dies, I feel that my rescue was in vain."

Cui Hejin said coldly: "Don't worry, he is fine."

Jiang Zhiluo breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he reacted and said, "Hey, how did you know?"

Cui Hejin said nothing.

Jiang Zhiluo knew that if he didn't want to talk about something, he wouldn't tell it no matter how much she asked.

But she believed Cui Hejin's words, as long as everything is fine.

"Well, since there's nothing else to do, let's clean up first and let's have dinner."

Cui Hejin nodded.

That night, when Jiang Zhiluo went to bed, her sleep was a little uneasy, and her dreams were filled with flames.

Cui Hejin was a light sleeper, and he seemed to be able to sense her uneasiness immediately.

Cui Hejin stood up slightly, looked at her, tucked her in, and said softly: "It's okay, have a good sleep."

Early the next morning, when Jiang Zhiluo woke up, it was still dark and Cui Hejin had already gotten up.

After washing, he went to fetch water.

Jiang Zhiluo and Mrs. Cui made leek boxes and pot helmets.

After breakfast, Jiang Zhiluo and Mrs. Cui pushed the small dining cart to Yangliu Village.

It was just dawn when they set off.

At this time, many people in the village were also getting up, some people had already made breakfast, and smoke was coming out of the chimneys on the eaves.

There were also children who helped their families and drove a group of ducks and geese to the river early.

The group of ducks and geese were all lined up and quacking, which looked quite cute.

When children in the village see Mrs. Cui and Jiang Zhiluo, they will shout loudly: "Auntie, Sister Jiang."

Mrs. Cui would also respond enthusiastically, "Hey, it's Daquan. Do you want to rush into the river?"

"Well, if you drive the ducks into the river, you don't need to feed them. They can eat in the river."

There are also people who happen to be carrying water home. When they see them, they will say hello warmly.

The people in the village are warm and friendly, and they will greet each other once or twice.

"Oh, Sister Cui, you just look at this thing. Are you going to set up a stall?"

Mrs. Cui said: "Zhiluo's father helped make this. It's very useful. Yes, she went to Yangliu Village to set up a stall."

"Oh, your in-laws are really nice."

"That's not the case!"

"By the way, you can go to the market later. Many people from our village are going to Yangliu Village to go to the market today. They have agreed to be Li Zheng's family's ox cart. His youngest son will drive the ox cart to the market, and we will go with him."

Zhou Zhaoxi, the eldest son of the Li Zheng family, also helped build the house and received wages every day, so he had no time to go elsewhere on weekdays.

However, the youngest son of the Li Zheng family is also very strong and capable, and can drive an ox cart.

Mrs. Cui smiled and said: "No, it's just right for us to push the cart."

Until she walked out of the village, Jiang Zhiluo couldn't help but laugh.

Thinking back to my last life, no matter what I did, I was in a hurry. When traveling in a big city, my pace was always fast.

But here, looking at everyone's slow-paced life and listening to everyone's voices, my breathing slows down.

Such a slow pace of pastoral life will actually make people relax involuntarily.

The small dining cart has drum wheels and a handle on the side, so you can walk it just like pushing a cart, which is very convenient.

When we arrived at Yangliu Village, we clearly felt that the roads on both sides were much wider.

The nearby roads also seemed to have been repaired, there were no potholes and they were very smooth.

Mrs. Cui said: "A long time ago, when there were not many villages nearby, there was Yangliu Village, so Yangliu Village had the custom of going to the market, which was passed down from our ancestors."

"Later, there were more and more villages nearby. Knowing that there were many people selling things in Yangliu Village and the prices were cheap, everyone was willing to come here to attend the market."

“Even though it’s just a village, it has many kinds of things.”

"Last year in the twelfth lunar month, the market here was really busy."

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Can't our village go to the market?"

It would be convenient if you go to the market in Donghe Village.

"Every village that has a market is a custom handed down from our ancestors. It doesn't mean that any village can open a market if it wants to. It must be able to open a market. There must be people selling things and people buying things. Our Donghe Village

The remote conditions are poor and it is difficult to open a gathering.”

"Yangliu Village is a big village. Every household has plenty of land, food, and good conditions. There are hundreds of households in this village alone. Naturally, everyone is happy to come to Yangliu Village to attend the market."

Jiang Zhiluo understood that this meant that the people in Yangliu Village itself had spending power.

They arrived a little late and there wasn't much room.

Many stalls have been set up.

Jiang Zhiluo took a look and saw that there were indeed many kinds of things, more than those in Dongshi in town.
Chapter completed!