Fields of Gold

“You have a wound… Why don't you go to my house and change the medicine for the wound, then take some medicine from the jade bottle inside. Two days from now, you'll be out on patrol. Take care of your wounds for two days, or how can you defend your country? I see you're staying at my house today, and I'm going to cook you some medicine meals for your body!” Yu Xiaograss is really worried about Zhao Xiao's injuries. If he met a bandit in Ko a year ago, dragging his injured body into battle, how dangerous!

As a child, she pulled Zhao Xian's sleeve and walked on her way back. The four maids naturally took her horse's head as their gaze, and the stars clustered the moon with two people to the rest of the family.

“Hey, Grass, why is the girl back?” The women who leaned against the roots of the walls as they gathered in the sun and nabbed the soles of their shoes saw a tall man next to Yu Xiaograss, revealing a sudden colour.

“He is the son of Zhao Hunter... No, no, now he is a general, I hear that the son of Zhao family is also a small official now, he is in charge of more than a hundred people! ”

“Zhao's son, who used to have a good relationship with Yu's children, often brought his little grass sister up to the mountain to set up a rabbit and catch a chicken. If the rest of the family is not subsidized by prey, I don't know if I can survive! ”

“The son of the Zhao family will definitely be a general in the future. He's not a few years older than Little Grass, General and the county chief... these two look good together!” There's no shortage of gossip anywhere.

“Shh! I'm glad the Yangshen King didn't come back this time. If he hears me, I'll beat you to the top 20, see if you're still talking nonsense! Nobody in the village knows, Yangshen King is very different for weed. A lot of people tell me that grass is King Nedin's concubine in Yangshen! ”

“Don't talk nonsense! The grass is now the county master, the Emperor sealed it, how can you be a concubine? I don't think she's the princess! ”

“What good is it to marry a king? The master, who has a slight identity in town, is a third wife and a fourth concubine. I'm tired of fighting every day! I don't think it's as good as Zhao's son. The two have a good relationship. They grew up together again, knowing everything. Even if you have a concubine in the future, the Zhao family won't be sorry for Grass! ”

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The more lively a group of women chatted, the more they split into two camps. One wave in favor of Xiaograss marrying into the royal palace as the queen, while feeling that Xiaograss still married into the Zhao family for the enjoyment. The two sides did not give in to each other, and there was no time for disagreement.

Little Grass brought Zhao Xiao home, knowing that he was injured in the back and could not easily apply the medicine, he had to work on his behalf, but was thrown out by several maids. Men and women are seven-year-old, and the young lady is fourteen years old, and she doesn't know where to hide. Finally, Yingchun, the youngest, was pushed out to apply medicine to Zhao Xian.

The cuts across almost half of his back frightened Yingchun with a little shyness. There was also another cut, which should have been stabbed with a sharp blade, straight to his lungs. No wonder Zhao just coughed when it didn't sound right. Follow a master who understands medicine, Yingchun ears are wet and dyed, more or less know about medicine.

With the “disinfectant water" given by the lady, she carefully cleaned the wound, put a thick layer of golden sores medicine made by the lady herself on the wound, and then re-wrapped it with gauze.

On the outside, Wutong is cautiously reminding the master: "Miss, you are very fast, it is best to keep your distance from the opposite sex. Although Mr. Zhao is your childhood playmate, he is still a man..."

“I understand everything you say! But there's one thing to remember: Doctors are kind. I'm not just a girl, I'm a doctor. We can't just rescue a patient because he's a man, can we?” Yu Xiaowei glanced at her, took the medicine from the medicine box and handed it over to Wutong Dao. "Don't follow the pig killing later, help Brother Qian fry the medicine. ”

“Ah, mademoiselle, didn't you say you were taking the slaves to see each other? The slaves want to taste the pork dishes!” Wutong put on a bitter melon face, and there was no delay in picking up the medicine bag.

Yu Xiaowei refused to admit to being careful, and said positively: “What's so good about killing pigs? Bloody hell, don't scare you! Wait till you get your medicine done and serve Brother Tong to drink it, then you will go with Brother Tong. Don't worry, I'll save you a seat next to it.” Say, give her a little look. "How's that, your master? I mean, that's enough.”

At this time, Zhao Qian came out of Yuhang's house and followed Yingchun with ointment. Yu Xiaograss greeted him and said: "Brother Xiao, can't you sleep on the boat? You drank this honey water and slept in my brother's room. I'll have people call you back when the pork is almost ready! ”

Zhao Xiao nodded, took the honey water from Chunhua and drank it in one breath. Honey water is sweet, like a smile on a little girl's face. He looked at the little pear vortex of the grass lips, slightly faint, and missed the warmth and moisture that went straight into the lungs of his hands in the water.

Sleeping on a bed full of sunshine, Zhao has never been so relaxed. The wound on the back, just applied medicine, cold silk, quite comfortable, can no longer feel any spicy pain, even the dullness in the lungs becomes soothing - did the weed add a cure to the honey water just now?

Unconsciously, Zhao Xiao's breathing became soothing. In the early morning of this sunny winter, he fell asleep. Until Wutong woke him up and let him drink the medicine while it was hot, Zhao Xuan felt full of energy and all the lesions seemed to have left him. Knowing that this medicine was specially formulated for herself, Zhao Xiao did not hesitate to fill all the bitter medicine in one breath.

Go to Grandpa's house and gather the lively little grass. By the time he reached Grandpa's yard, the fat pig had been slaughtered. Friends and family to help, hair fading, gut cleaning, gut cleaning. Yuhai and his wife did not go to Zhuangzi today, and followed them to work in the yard.

A group of women with Grandma, washable, cut, busy in the heat. Soon, the pig's head was stuck in the pan, and the blood and intestines in the other pan were poured. Liu used his own unique recipe to help hallow his hooves and guts...

At noon, the people who came to help sat in the yard full of them. Yu Xiaohua's servant sat with Yu's family, even the second maid smiled, sitting next to the Liu family curiously looking east and west. Several maids refused to sit flat with the young lady. They were only reluctantly sat down because the grass was half true and half false.

The northerners are really saying, look at this pot of pork cutlery, and they're all pointy. Garlic mud white meat, pork bean stew powder strips, sweet vegetables pork meat blood sausage, pork head, garlic mud heartbreaker meat, burnt broken bone meat... looks fat, but tastes like a spray of pork killing vegetables, eats excess grass and breathes addiction.

Especially garlic mud and sardines, sardines and osteoclasts, are favorites of weeds. Four maids saw their master's dark blood and intestines eating one piece after the other. The bones were broken and the meat was chewed in large bites. It was even rough, but it also attracted a lot of appetite.

Wutong doesn't really understand, even the finest dishes in Zhenzheng Tower, even her own lady has never tasted so sweet, this looks rough and greasy food, how can she be right about the lady's appetite? If you look at Yingchun, Chunhua and Qiushi, you can also eat beautifully. She couldn't help but pick up the chopsticks and clip them to the least fat looking heartbreaker and put them in the mouth delicately - um, faint, chewy, that's all.

Yujiang's daughter-in-law, sitting next to her, smiled: “Girl, this hearty meat needs to be dipped in garlic mud soy sauce or else it won't taste at all.” He also demonstrably clamped a piece of meat, dipped it in garlic mud and chewed it tastefully.

In the past, the nurse taught: "If a qualified maid is unable to eat heavy smelling food on weekdays, she should not eat more vegetables." Fear of strange smell in his body and mouth, causing the master to dislike. In the afternoon, I have to serve my master. Do you really like garlic clay?

Yu Xiaograss saw Wutong's hesitation, patted her on the shoulder and personally smeared her with a piece of heartfelt flesh. “Let you go on vacation for half a day in the afternoon, don't wait around. Eat whatever you want, don't squeeze, it's not pleasant at all! This white meat looks fat and doesn't taste tired at all. Try it! And this bloodsausage, my grandma did the most, you can't eat it anywhere else! ”

Little grass saw herself clamping a piece, the muscles on Wutong's face sucked, her heart smiled, and the dishes that Wutong didn't want to stretch out the chopsticks to clamp, all in a bowl for her.

Watching his master laugh in a prank, Wutong was crying. But the food given by the master and the tears must be eaten. She mustered the courage to eat the garlic mud in her mouth first. It is true that the hearty meat dipped in garlic mud soy sauce enriches the flavor much, and the more you chew, the more you don't have a flavor.

White garlic, white flower fat, looks very greasy. Wutong pinched his nose and stuffed half of his palm white meat into his mouth, chewing it hard, as if he had any enemies with anyone. Chewing and chewing, the expression on his face is no longer like generosity. Strange, not tired at all, but with a different fragrance.

As for blood and intestines, Wutong saw her eat one by one. Out of trust and worship of her master, she did not have any psychological disorders when she ate them. It's not like I haven't eaten a halogenated large intestine before, anyway.

Released Wutong, picked up dishes he had never had a chance to taste before, all tried it. Every dish that looks crude and simple tastes different. Yujiang's daughter-in-law was relieved when she saw the little girl in the city.

The simple people feel that it is the success of the host's hospitality that makes every Guest happy. In the eyes of Yu Jiang's daughter-in-law, Yu Xiaograss's identity is invaluable. She also grew up under her own eyes, and is a family member.