Ji Lingxiao's strategy of relying on his face to make a living has failed, so he should work honestly.
In fact, he could also set up a stall to tell fortunes and use the fortune-telling money to buy firewood.
However, fortune telling reveals secrets and consumes life span and health. He used to do fortune telling occasionally just to eat.
In comparison, chopping firewood is better.
So, Ji Lingxiao took Jiang Xiaohei to the back mountain.
Jiang Yao took the two little guys to dig through the vegetable garden in the backyard, and then took out the pepper and eggplant seeds from the blind box from the small warehouse and planted them.
In the afternoon, Dr. Zhu came with a medicine box on his back.
Jiang Yao saw him coming and quickly welcomed him into Ji Huaiye's room.
Doctor Zhu's eyes fell on Ji Huaiye's face. His face looked much better, no longer pale, and much more rosy, which showed that he had been nourishing himself well in the past few days.
However, the coldness permeating his body remained unchanged.
It is obviously a deep and handsome face, but it makes people feel inexplicably fearful.
Dr. Zhu quickly focused on his wound and untied the gauze on his leg, revealing the wound.
Jiang Yao went over to take a look and saw that Ji Huaiye's wound was much better and was already healing.
"The medicine is changed for the last time today, so there is no need to change it again. You can try to walk in two days," Dr. Zhu said.
Jiang Yao was quite happy when she heard the news.
"Aye, did you hear that? You can leave soon." Jiang Yao said happily.
Ji Huaiye's face was expressionless, and his heart was not disturbed, but when he saw her happy look and felt her concern, he felt inexplicably happy.
"Yeah." He responded.
Dr. Zhu bandaged him again and left.
The doctor said that he would give Ji Huaiye a massage, which would be good for his legs.
Ji Huaiye's legs are very long, a pair of slender legs. It would be bad for such a perfect person to have flaws because of his lame legs.
Jiang Yao patiently pressed his legs.
Ji Huaiye's eyes couldn't help but fall on her. She lowered her head and looked very serious. Her eyelashes were very long and thick, and they were fanned one by one, like a small fan. The exposed neck was slender and white.
The skin was so delicate and soft that Ji Huaiye could almost imagine what it felt like to touch it.
His thumb and index finger subconsciously twitched.
"alright."
After Jiang Yao finished pressing it, she breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped away her sweat.
She raised her head and saw Ji Huaiye who was hesitant to speak.
"Very much?" Ji Huaiye said after a moment's delay.
This sentence has no beginning and no end. Jiang Yao is very confused. What is she thinking?
Ji Huaiye stopped talking, but held her hand. His hand was large, with dry warmth, and almost completely wrapped her hand.
Jiang Yao's hand was grabbed and touched directly on the man's abdomen.
"Touch it." The man's voice was low.
Jiang Yao also understood. Ji Huaiye really wanted to say it, did he mean touching his abdominal muscles?
Jiang Yao had seen his abdominal muscles, which were eight in total, with beautiful lines and mermaid lines, and he had a good figure.
Ji Huaiye said so, so Jiang Yao was naturally rude and had become a master.
That soft little hand kept causing mischief. Ji Huaiye's ears turned slightly red, and he finally couldn't help but said: "Okay."
The voice still had a bit of a low tone that was barely noticeable.
Jiang Yao could only retract her hand reluctantly.
"If you want, just look for me, not that Taoist priest." Ji Huaiye said uncomfortably.
It was hard to say such words, but he didn't want Jiang Yao to touch the Taoist priest's abdominal muscles.
When he thought of Jiang Yao touching the Taoist priest's abdominal muscles, he felt a sour feeling in his heart, a very unfamiliar feeling.
Jiang Yao reacted quickly, so Ji Huaiye acted like this after seeing her coveting Ji Lingxiao's abdominal muscles in the morning.
In his eyes, he must be a little pervert who covets beauty.
But that's right, she is really beautiful.
When faced with benefits delivered to your doorstep, don’t give them up in vain.
Jiang Yao happily agreed.
Then he said a few words to praise Ji Huaiye.
What about 'our Aye has the best figure', 'that Taoist priest is just a waste of money', 'our Aye's abdominal muscles are much stronger than that Taoist priest'...
After saying this, Ji Huaiye remained expressionless, but his ears quietly turned red.
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After Jiang Yao came out of Ji Huaiye's room, she went to another room.
The wine she brewed is kept in this room.
Judging by the time, her rice wine should be ready.
Jiang Yao opened the lid and smelled a strong smell of wine.
Mrs. Cheng was also outside the door, her head stretched in.
During this period of time, she has been observing the wine brewed by Jiang Yao.
She felt that the possibility of making this wine was very low, after all, it was too difficult to make wine.
However, she was looking forward to brewing it.
She now relies on her granddaughter to support her. With this way of making money, her life will be much better in the future.
"Yao Yao, has the wine come out?" Mrs. Cheng asked curiously.
Mrs. Cheng asked as she walked into the room. She smelled the smell of alcohol and opened her mouth in disbelief.
"Is it really brewed?"
Jiang Yao nodded.
She is very experienced and the probability of failure is very small.
But for Mrs. Cheng, it was a huge surprise.
Mrs. Cheng was so happy: "Yao Yao, you are so awesome, you can actually make wine!"
"We Yaoyao are so powerful, we can make wine!"
Mrs. Cheng's loud voice was heard throughout the courtyard.
Of course, Mrs. Zhao also heard it, with a look of disbelief on her face.
How is that possible?
Can Jiang Yao really make wine?
Mrs. Zhao came in unbelievingly and came close to the two of them. Sure enough, she smelled the smell of alcohol.
Jiang Yao had already made a small bowl and handed it to Mrs. Cheng.
Mrs. Cheng took the wine and handed it to Mrs. Zhao, who wanted to take it and have a taste. Mrs. Cheng quickly took away the cup.
"I'll just give you a sniff. You still want to drink? Why are you so shameless?"
Zhao's face looked ugly when she was fooled.
Mrs. Cheng took a sip. The wine was very sweet and easy to drink. After drinking it, the mellow aroma spread between her lips and teeth. It was so delicious.
"It's so delicious." Mrs. Cheng said intoxicatedly and looked at Mrs. Zhao, "Why are you still here? Drinking is such a beautiful thing, but looking at you as a woman is really unlucky."
Madam Zhao was so angry that she ran away.
"I'll get a jar to put it in," Old Mrs. Cheng said.
Jiang Yao filtered the lees and put the wine into the jar, which was full.
Tianbao and Puppy were also standing at the door, their two little heads stretched out to look in.
What is wine?
None of them have seen it.
Does it taste good?
What does it taste like?
The big eyes of the two little guys were full of curiosity.
Jiang Yao gave the two little guys a small sip each.
Tianbao's eyes narrowed slightly, his little face wrinkled, and he soon felt the taste again, it was fragrant and sweet.
After the puppy finished drinking, his little face immediately turned red, and his little face turned red.
The two little guys still wanted to drink, but Jiang Yao refused.
"You are too young to be greedy for alcohol."
Jiang Yao went to Ji Huaiye with rice wine.
Ji Huaiye was the 'god of wine' and had an excellent wine tasting ability. Jiang Yao wanted to know how his wine was rated by him.
Ji Huaiye picked up the wine with an elegant posture and took a slow sip.
Jiang Yao looked at him eagerly, waiting for his comment: "How?"