Because it took some delay and effort to finally boil the water, Yupan was worried that her master was in a hurry, so she was impatient and carried the basin herself and ran all the way over, but she was stunned as soon as she entered the house——
What is the gentleman doing holding his wife's feet?
"cough."
Ye Zhenzhen broke away from Cui Weizhen's hand. It was not that there were no other maids in the room, but at this moment, being stared at by Yu Pan's big bright eyes, she felt more or less guilty, as if she would teach an honest child a bad way.
.
"Bring me the water."
The jade plate of single-cell organisms immediately forgot about her previous doubts and obediently put the water basin on the shelf and moved it to the edge of the kang - of course, she did not forget to remove the charcoal basin.
Ye Zhenzhen put her feet in and suddenly felt a heat wave spreading from the soles of her feet. Her whole body became clear. When she lowered her head and looked down, she found that there were some miscellaneous things inside. She recognized ginger, mugwort leaves, and peppercorns.
, red dates...I don’t recognize the rest.
She still remembered what she had just done, and couldn't help but joke: "Yupan, are you soaking your feet or boiling pig's trotters?"
Cui Weizhen chuckled lightly from the side.
Yupan was confused and looked up, revealing a face with black and white stripes: "What pig's trotters? Madam, these are medicinal ingredients for foot soaking. I went to the front yard to find the anti-cold medicinal ingredients that Mr. Fang asked for.
.”
Her little expression was extremely proud.
That's it, no wonder it took so long.
"Then how did you get the ash on your face?" Ye Zhenzhen continued to ask.
Yupan was embarrassed: "I was in a hurry just now and put out the fire when I was adding more wood to the fire."
Ye Zhenzhen: "...Thank you for your hard work, go down and wash your face."
Seeing that his master had no intention of blaming him, Yupan returned to his smiling and lovable appearance, made a proper blessing ceremony, retreated to the door, and skipped away.
"This maid is so unruly." Cui Weizhen criticized. He still remembered the painting "The Revenge" hanging on the tree.
"You can take a dip too."
Ye Zhenzhen gave up her position and looked at her with a smile: "The little girl is full of diversity and how cute she is. You can't be biased against her because of personal grudges."
Cui Weizhen: "..." Come on, he'd better soak his feet.
The little maid wanted to come over and help him take off his shoes. Cui Weizhen waved his hand, bent down and took off his boots himself, and put his feet into the basin.
Various medicinal materials swayed like duckweeds in the water. Water splashed when a pair of big feet were put in. The chopped red dates stuck to Ye Zhenzhen's ankles. The touch of foreign objects made her couldn't help but lift her feet and rub them.
I finally drove it back to the water basin.
Of course, when she put her foot down, she deliberately stepped on Cui Weizhen's instep, her almond-shaped eyes narrowed into crescents with joy, as if she had taken advantage of something.
Cui Weizhen pursed his lips and flicked his finger on her forehead: "Naughty."
Ye Zhenzhen smiled at him, and Cui Weizhen was infected by her smile and smiled too.
At this time, the hand washing water was finally brought. There were bath beans soaked in the water, which was both cleansing and had a light fragrance. Cui Weizhen liked it very much. He put it in and washed his hands, and then took the handkerchief Qiu Wu handed him and wiped it.
He wiped his hands before letting them move out.
When he turned around, he saw Zhen'er wiping her forehead with a wet handkerchief. He was speechless for a moment.
"If you just say that I'm mysophobic, I'm afraid Zhen'er won't give in too much."
Ye Zhenzhen didn't feel embarrassed at all about being caught. She generously handed the cleansing handkerchief to the serving maid and said, "There's nothing we can do about it. My skin hasn't been very good recently, and I get allergies and acne all the time.
Of course you have to be more careful."
Cui Weizhen remembered that the last time he ate noodles, Zhen'er complained about acne. This was indeed something that had never happened before. He couldn't help but worry: "Is there something wrong with your body? Let Mr. Fang come and take a look."
Ye Zhenzhen waved her hand: "It doesn't matter, I have been studying this for many years, and I am afraid that Mr. Fang may not be more proficient than me. It's just that I can't adapt to the climate change in Mingzhou Prefecture. It will be fine after a while."
She didn't care, but Cui Weizhen was worried. He put his hand on her wrist and checked for pulse. Ye Zhenzhen was shocked by his hand and it took her a long time to find her voice: "You can't even check for pulse, can you?"
Cui Weizhen retracted his hand silently: "No."
Ye Zhenzhen: "..."
What is this sense of secret relief and relief? To be honest, she is not jealous of Wei Zhen. After all, this method cannot be learned by just reading medical books. What if Wei Zhen suddenly told her that he knew how to do it?
She was shocked when the pulse diagnosis was made.
"It's a good thing you don't know how to do it, otherwise it would really be a god descending to earth." Ye Zhenzhen pointed out something meaningful in her eyes.
They are both a couple who know each other well. Cui Weizhen naturally understood what she was implying and couldn't help but smile at her: "It's enough for our family to have Zhen'er as our god."
Warmth came from the inside out. Ye Zhenzhen tilted her head and leaned on his broad shoulders. The feet in the basin were restlessly guessing at the big feet next to them, and the water splashed.
It made a loud noise, almost covering up her voice.
But Cui Weizhen could clearly hear that the extremely intimate and gentle voice was clearly saying: "It's so nice to meet you in this world."
The beauty's red lips were close at hand, and her beautiful eyes were full of love and dependence. Cui Weizhen's heart moved, and he lowered his head as if he was bewitched...
"Dad! Mom! I'm back!"
Bang, bang.
A sudden abnormal sound came from inside the house. Cui Zhiduan hurriedly opened the bead curtain and went in. He found a shelf and a basin dumped on the floor. Miscellaneous medicinal materials were scattered on the floor. A large pool of water soaked the carpet, which easily made people feel uncomfortable.
Think of what happened just now.
Looking at the faces of my parents, my father had a straight face, as if he was owed tens of thousands of taels of silver. My mother's face was red and she looked embarrassed.
It's no wonder, my parents are both stable and reliable adults, but they still spilled the footbath, and it must be embarrassing to be caught by him.
So Cui Zhidean said in a warm-hearted manner and handed over the ladder: "Dad, Mom, did Xue'er come to cause trouble? I'll teach it a lesson soon!"
However, his father didn't want to lose face at all, so he scolded him with a straight face: "You've been making noises all day long, and your mother was shocked."
Cui Zhiduan was extremely aggrieved. He used to greet her like this in the past, and his mother even teased him that he "arrives before he speaks." Why was he so frightened today?
But a closer look revealed that his mother was indeed in shock. He had no choice but to bow his head and admit his mistake: "Dad, mother, my son was reckless. I won't dare to do it again next time."
Ye Zhenzhen softened her heart as soon as she saw it. She couldn't bear to let her son be wronged, and immediately said: "It's okay, it's okay, mother likes it. Don't listen to your father coming in. You can do whatever you want next time."
Her incomparably cute and energetic youngest son, Mr. Zhengtai, cannot be raised by Wei Zhen to be a little old-fashioned!