181. Chapter 181 The eight-pack is about to disappear
181. Chapter 181 The eight-pack abs are gone
Author: Lan Jiajia
But Jiang Wenzheng just leaned there, blocking the inside.
"Pass me the pillow inside."
Su Yuanyuan looked at her pillow inside, wondering why Jiang Wenzheng was so blind today.
He only lazily raised his eyelids to look at Su Yuanyuan and asked Su Yuanyuan.
"What are you doing?"
Su Yuanyuan was a little confused. Of course he was laying on the floor. Could it be that he had just finished the operation and he went to sleep with her on the bed?
But she was afraid that Jiang Wenzheng wouldn't understand, so she could only patiently explain to him, "The wound on your leg cannot be infected. I will keep you here for a few days."
Jiang Wenzheng lowered his eyes and looked at his legs tied with bamboo sticks, and sighed silently, "Okay."
Su Yuanyuan quickly blew out the bedside lamp, picked up the new quilt and lay down on the floor.
The quilt was newly stretched, fluffy and thick, and it was not uncomfortable at all when lying down. She hugged the quilt and quickly fell into a dream.
But Jiang Wenzheng was different. He had been sleeping all day during the day, but he was naturally energetic at night.
Moreover, there were only traces of pain in the bones of his legs. Most of the pain came from the skin and flesh where the wounds were sutured. Of course, this small pain was not worth mentioning to him.
He opened his big eyes in boredom, turned over and approached the bed, lying there to look at Su Yuanyuan, who was sleeping.
The woman's sleeping face was a little childish, her mouth slightly open and breathing.
Jiang Wenzheng's night vision was better, and he could see her nose trembling with her breathing.
He became playful and reached out to touch Su Yuanyuan's lips.
Su Yuanyuan is white and her skin is delicate. She looks like a little milk bag when she sleeps. She seems to have eaten too much these days, and her cheeks have become fleshy.
She seemed to have been disturbed from her sweet dream, she frowned in displeasure and closed her mouth in grievance.
Jiang Wenzheng was afraid of waking her up, so he quickly retracted his hand.
But she didn't wake up, she just buried her little face in the quilt and continued to sleep, with no intention of waking up.
Jiang Wenzheng himself felt bored, so he lay down straight and stared at the roof above.
The Mongolian people have not been stable in recent days. If they cannot restrain themselves and launch a general offensive, the city of Qishan on the border will inevitably be implicated.
Although his father's old troops are now in contact, they have been hiding in Beixu Mountain. He still needs to build a supply depot to feed these soldiers.
Since the prince can still come out now, the emperor must be in good health. If the prince goes out when he is weak, those princes will definitely attack first.
If he wants to clear up the Jiang family's grievances, he must let the dog emperor write the imperial edict himself and let him declare to the whole world that he was wrong.
Su Yuanyuan has left the affairs of the drug store to Dong Yuan these days. Her medical skills have gradually become more and more refined, and she can handle minor ailments such as headaches and fever with ease.
Besides, she was cautious in doing things, so Su Yuanyuan felt at ease.
In the past few days, Su Yuanyuan stayed at home and took good care of Jiang Wenzheng.
At the beginning, Jiang Wenzheng went to the ground on crutches.
His leg bones had not yet adapted to the fusion of black iron, and every step he took would cause the pain of broken bones.
Su Yuanyuan not only put Xuan Tie in, but also added four steel frames on the outside of his leg bones and a bracket in the center, so that Jiang Wenzheng's walking would consume the least amount of leg bones.
She helped Jiang Wenzheng towards the door of the room. The sun was shining brightly outside. He had not seen such good sunshine for four or five days, so he sat on a chair in the corridor and squinted his eyes to bask in the sun.
The sun illuminated his whole body, and Su Yuanyuan looked at him from a distance as if his whole body was covered with a layer of golden light.
She brought her fried short-flavored pork to his hand, and Jiang Wenzheng ate it without any ceremony.
He had not exercised in the past few days and had eaten well. Through the thin white undershirt, Su Yuanyuan could clearly see that the eight-pack abdominal muscles that were originally bulging had a tendency to become flat.
This is not a good thing...
She pulled the little crispy meat closer to her and kept stuffing it into her mouth. She could only reluctantly help her husband get rid of it to prevent her husband from eating too much and getting fat.
Su Yuanyuan now applies her own scar-removing ointment to the wound on Jiang Wenzheng's leg every night. While his wound has not yet completely healed, applying it now is the most effective time.
Every time he applied it, Jiang Wenzheng lay carefree on the bed, while Su Yuanyuan sat on the edge of the bed and put his leg on her thigh.
Jiang Wenzheng's skin is white, whiter than that of a woman, and his skin is as delicate as a peeled egg. The most annoying thing is that he has no leg hair.
Every time she applied ointment, Su Yuanyuan doubted her life and whether Jiang Wenzheng was a man.
When Jiang Wenzheng's wound was almost healed and he could walk on crutches without anyone's support, Su Yuanyuan felt free to go about things at the villa.
She had to go and see how the people in the villa were growing vegetables.
A good manager should be tolerant and generous, but he should not let things go completely, otherwise slaves like Li Wanguan will appear, hiding the superiors and bullying the subordinates, and making the villa into a mess, like Xin Zheku.
When she and Qing went to the villa early in the morning, people were already working in the fields.
Su Yuanyuan asked them to take her to see the condition of the rapeseed they planted. Now that it was early summer, they could only plant some heat-resistant vegetables such as fruits and melons.
Some beans, eggplants, cucumbers, cabbage...
Su Yuanyuan looked at the little green sprouts that had just emerged from the ground, and gently poked them with her hands. They were fresh, cute, and full of life.
The villa has a large area. The owner's house is located on the gentle south side, covering an area of about one hectare. To the east are farmers' homes. There are about 200 registered households. There are fields to the east and south. The north side is shaded.
Only in idle state.
Su Yuanyuan asked people to plant vegetables in the east, continued to plant wheat in the south, and sent several laborers to the west to open ditches to divert water from Lanyue Lake, and artificially created several acres of rice fields.
Those who grow vegetables and wheat are very good at it, almost starting from childhood.
But Qishan is located in the northwest, unlike the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River. They have never even seen what rice looks like, let alone growing rice.
There was a middle-aged man named Pei Jian. He was tall and thick, and his eyes were wide open when he looked at people. He was not angry and intimidating, and often made children cry.
When he was young, he practiced martial arts with a trainer. Later, after he got married and started a family, he came to this villa to work as a long-term worker. As the new owner, Su Yuanyuan got rid of Li Wankuan, who had been oppressing people for a long time. He always maintained respect for Su Yuanyuan, even when he spoke
I was also very concerned about it, for fear of scaring the delicate-looking hostess.
"Madam, if you know, please teach us! We are designated to study seriously!"
The farmers standing behind him also said the same thing. Su Yuanyuan saved them from fire and water and was willing to lead them to grow rice. Of course they were willing to learn.
Su Yuanyuan had seen the contract between this villa and the farmer before.
