"Taking for power, taking advantage of power." Qi Yaoyao quickly changed his words, looking at the Chenzhou Crossing Road with dark eyes, "This officialdom cannot be harmonious, there are enemies, too!"

Chen Zhou stroked his lips with his index finger, "This is a solution, but this official position has always been a radish and a pit. I can't be sure what the new official voice is like?"

When Qi Yaoyao heard this, her eyes were as dark as thick as the ink that could not be dissolved. "This is true, everyone hopes for Master Qingtian, but Master Qingtian is like a great fortune. If you encounter it, it is luck. If you can't meet it, you can only admit that you are unlucky."

Qi Yaoyao complained in her heart: After Zhou Pai is gone, Huang Shiren is here again! If you want to do something even more ruthless, it will harm people.

"I will pay attention to the county next door, but if I want to take it down in one go, that's unlikely." Chen Zhouheng patted her hand and said.

"I know." Qi Yaoyao said warmly with her eyes looking at him, thinking for a while and looking at him, "This field soaked in rain has been difficult to plant after a long time. Is there any way?"

"Yes!" Chen Zhouheng said in front of his eyes, "I can still help with this busyness, and put my hopes on the next season."

"How to do it?" Qi Yaoyao asked again curiously.

"There are records in the farming books. I will write them on the notice of benefiting the people. If this spreads them, the next county will know." Chen Zhouheng let go of her hand and stood up and said, "I'll write now."

"Don't panic! It's not too late to write after dinner!" Qi Yaoyao stretched out his long arms and grabbed his thick and rough big hands.

"The meal is coming." Chen and Pomegranate walked in with supper, "Heng'er, where are you going?"

Chen Zhou turned around and took the tray from Chen's hand and said, "I won't go anymore, have a meal first."

The pomegranate set up the supper, and the blessings retreated.

Chen Zhouheng looked at the food on the bamboo table, the side dishes, and the big white steamed buns, "It's too light!"

"You are not afraid of food accumulation when you eat greasy at night!" Chen raised his eyes and said, "What hasn't your daughter-in-law said yet? You have any objections."

"No, no!" Chen Zhouheng quickly shook his head and said, "I'm afraid Yaoyao won't have enough food."

"Don't worry! I'll be screaming if I'm full if I can't eat enough." Qi Yaoyao said with the yellowed white flour bun.

In ancient times, there was no whitening agent added to the flour, so the flour turned yellow, and the steamed buns were also yellow, not snow-white.

"Now that Donghu is like this, there is no fish to eat." Chen Zhou scratched his head and said.

"There are eggs, and our chickens lay eggs a lot these days." Qi Yaoyao looked at him with bright eyes and smiled, urging, "Eat quickly, don't you have anything to do?"

"Then I'll start." Chen Zhouheng picked up the chopsticks and took the steamed buns... and took a big bite.

Although Chen Zhou was rude, he didn't make any noise at all when eating, and he was very gentle.

It’s true that you see your character at the dinner table.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Qi Yaoyao asked looking at his right hand.

"No! My hand is not very good." Chen Zhou put down his chopsticks, stretched out his right hand, with his palm facing down, and his five fingers together.

"Flip over and spread your five fingers." Qi Yaoyao looked at his chin and said, "I looked at him and said.

Seeing this, Chen Zhouheng couldn't escape, so he put his palm up and opened his hand, "It's nothing, it's just a little bit of skin accidentally rubbing between the fingers."

"How did it happen?" Chen looked at his hand and it was indeed rubbing a little bit as he said.

"I was accidentally scraped by sharp stones when I cleaned up the street today." Chen Zhouheng shook his hand and said, "It's okay, it's really okay."

"You wrap your hands with a cloth strip!" Chen looked at him with distress and scolded.

"I forgot." Chen Zhouheng said silly with a silly smile. To be honest, it was not very comfortable to wrap the cloth strips, and it was a bit difficult to move.

Qi Yaoyao's eyes flashed slightly, "This hand is like wearing socks, and you can do thick work in a sock to protect your hands."

"What does it mean?" Chen said in confusion as he fell on her, carrying socks on the dining table.

Qi Yaoyao was helpless, and wanted to talk about gloves, but now there weren't ones? "Silk clothes, calluses on hands are easy to scrape. When washing clothes, step on them with thick calluses. If the soles of the feet are grinding, they will also hurt the clothes. Put on socks when stepping on them." He stretched out his hand and moved, "It's okay to put on these gloves!"

After saying this, Chen's eyes lit up and looked at them and said, "Eat soon. After dinner, I will make a pair immediately and try it."

"How hot this day!" Chen Zhouheng felt sweaty when he thought about it.

"Hot spots are better than hurting your hands." Qi Yaoyao looked at him with a serious face and said, "It is easy to ulcerate when injured by heat this day, and the injury is even less likely to heal in the joints." He said seriously, "Wear it!"

But this momentum is combined with this little white face, and the soft tone is greatly reduced.

"I wear it, I wear it." Chen Zhouheng said hurriedly, comforting her as soon as possible, "You can have a meal now!"

&*&

After dinner, Shen Zhou plunged into the study, busy writing notices for benefiting the people, how to restore fertility after the rainwater was soaked in the field.

Chen returned to the room, took the old coarse cloth he woven with her, and sat in the corridor.

After a day of exposure, the house looked like a steamer. Although it was hot outside, it was windy, although it was hot.

Qi Yaoyao watched her spread the cloth on the bamboo table and quickly said, "Don't separate your fingers like socks, make it easier to work." Her palms spread out and gestured.

Chen suddenly understood, "I know." He picked up the scissors, "I just don't know the size of Heng'er's hand." He didn't move the scissors for a long time.

"You go in and measure it!" Qi Yaoyao chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter if you are bigger."

This fabric has no elasticity and cannot be made in size.

That way, I can't do my job.

"Then I will do it bigger than my hands." Chen put his palm on the fabric.

"Don't forget to sew the straps." Qi Yaoyao looked at her with dark eyes and said again.

"I know, it won't fall off easily when tied to your wrist." Chen said, looking at her with a smile on her face. Her hand gestured on the fabric first, and then she knew it. She held the scissors and cut it off quickly and neatly.

Chen started sewing with the needle and thread, which was the simplest for her.

In the blink of an eye, I made one and put it in my hand to try, "This is too big!"

"It's a little bigger for us." Qi Yaoyao looked at her with clear black eyes, "Hold tight, move around and see if it's easy."
Chapter completed!