Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 4, the man who can't see through
Before leaving the elder's house, Feng Qingluo personally poured Feng Hongtao a bowl of water, but she secretly replaced the water with Lingquan water before handing it to Mrs. Zhang.

She didn't know if this spiritual spring water could cure diseases and save people like others, but patients needed to replenish water anyway, drinking ordinary water was not as good as drinking spiritual spring water.

After finishing all this, she took another look at Feng Hongtao who was still unconscious on the bed, Feng Qingluo told Xiao Zhang and Feng Xin to take good care of him, and took Qin Zhi to leave.

On the way home, Qin Zhi picked up a wild vegetable by hand.

Feng Qingluo looked at his proficient appearance and couldn't help but curse in her heart, it doesn't matter if you are a rich man or a prince, you don't care about anything when you are hungry.

Qin Zhi just arrived in Luoxia Village with a demeanor that doesn't look like a farmer's family, but now he is willing to eat this unpalatable wild vegetable like them.

But looking at the wild vegetables in Qin Zhi's hands that were obviously too old to chew, Feng Qingluo, who was already hungry, was so frightened that she suddenly lost her hunger.

It's autumn now, and the wild vegetables are old and not tasty at all.

"My lady will take a break at noon. In the afternoon, I will go to the foot of the mountain to search for my husband. There is plenty of water there, and the wild vegetables should be tender."

It might be that she was so focused on the wild vegetables in Qin Zhi's hands that she didn't realize that the man had already looked back at her several times.

By the way, she has a handful of tender green ones in her space warehouse, she has to find a chance to eat them out, and don't waste it.

Looking at the small piece of land in the space again, I have to admit that the "chicken ribs" are still somewhat useful, but the wild vegetables can be picked again in the past few hours.

The two of them walked through a deserted vegetable field, over there was the head of Feng's family.

There is not much difference between the main house and other houses. If you insist on making a comparison, you can only say that the thatched roof is more neat than other houses!
When the Feng family first arrived in Luoxia Village, the houses they built were still tile-roofed houses. Now instead of making progress, they have been reduced to the point where they are only thatched.

Before the two of them reached the door of the house, the old patriarch Feng wandered out with a cane.

"Grandma!" Feng Qingluo shouted, and hurried forward to help her.

Qin Zhi was a step behind her, and called out in a polite manner: "Grandma!"

Old patriarch Feng nodded, grabbed Feng Qingluo's hand and asked, "Luoluo, how is your Uncle Hongtao? Are you awake?"

Feng Qingluo hesitated for a moment, and quickly smiled, "Don't worry, grandma, the doctor has treated Uncle Hongtao's wound, and he will be fine when he wakes up."

"That's good, that's good!" Wen Yan, old patriarch Feng put his hands together, with a look of gratitude.

The population of the Feng family has been decreasing these years, and it is really impossible to lose Feng Hongtao, a mature labor force.

The two people on this side were talking, and Qin Zhi on the other side had already passed them to the kitchen.

It was already past meal time, everyone was already hungry, but because Feng Hongtao was injured, he couldn't care about lighting a fire to cook.

Qin Zhi first scooped up water to wash the wild vegetables in his hands, and then grabbed a handful of old rice in the rice tank. The movements were not very skilled, but the process was correct.

When Feng Qingluo came in, he was already lighting a fire. He probably stuffed too much firewood at once, not only did not start the fire, but made the whole room full of smoke.

Feng Qingluo had no choice but to come by herself.

She has the memory of the original owner, and she is not a young lady who does not touch the spring water with her hands. It is not a big problem to light a fire and make porridge with wild vegetables.

After Feng Qingluo took over, Qin Zhi was not idle, and went to fetch water diligently.

After the people left, Feng Qing quickly replaced the old wild vegetables that were ready to be put into the pot with the tender ones produced in the space, and then continued to light the fire as if nothing had happened.

While lighting the fire, she looked at the environment of the stove.

Broken, too broken!
At first glance, everything was old. She looked at it for a long time, and the only new thing in the kitchen was the handful of wild vegetables she just took out.

This... life is more difficult than imagined!

The house was close to the creek, and soon Qin Zhi came back with a load of water, and saw his frowning wife at a glance.

At this time, Feng Qingluo was only 13 years old, she was not tall before she grew up, she was dark and thin, she was really not good-looking.

But she has a pair of big black and bright eyes that are very attractive.

Qin Zhi liked looking into her eyes very much.

"My lady, I'm back!"

Feng Qingluo glanced at him lazily, not wanting to talk to him.

It's better for her to keep a distance from a man she can't see through.

Qin Zhi poured two buckets of water into the water tank, put the two buckets aside neatly, and then approached Feng Qingluo.

"What is the lady thinking?"

"What am I going to tell you?"

Qin Zhi said with a good temper: "Because I am your husband! If you have any troubles, tell me, maybe I can share them for you?"

Feng Qingluo hehe.

This Qin Zhi also looks harmless, but he is actually a wolf with a big tail inside, right?
She was very curious about this man's intention to be her son-in-law!
Figure money?

The entire Feng Clan is so poor that they don't even have a copper coin!

Color?

What a joke!With the original owner's shriveled body that can't squeeze out a little bit of oil, it's too painful to hold it!

So does this guy really have amnesia?

Feng Qingluo couldn't believe this conclusion!
Believe it or not, there is something in sight to take advantage of.

"Call me when you go to pick wild vegetables in the afternoon, and I will go too."

Qin Zhi expressed disapproval, "The lady is just recovering, she should rest at home, just leave it to me to dig wild vegetables."

"I think I'm ready and want to go out for a walk."

"No, ma'am, you can rest at home for two more days before going out, it won't delay anything, so don't be brave."

Qin Zhi's attitude was extremely firm, but Feng Qingluo had no choice but to give up first.

Anyway, she knows Luoxia Village better than Qin Zhi, so she doesn't have to go out with him.

Soon the rice stew blossomed, Feng Qingluo put the chopped wild vegetables in, added another fire, and then each of them scooped up a big bowl, there were more vegetables than rice.

During the meal, the old patriarch Feng praised: "Today, the wild vegetables are fresh and tender. I haven't eaten such good ones for a long time. Well done!"

Qin Zhi shyly gave Feng Qingluo the credit, "It's all a lady who cooks well, and the same wild vegetables are especially delicious when cooked by her hands."

Hearing this, the old patriarch Feng narrowed his eyes with a smile, "You are all good boys!"

Feng Qingluo...

She lowered her head and took a sip of wild vegetable porridge, then raised her head and glared at Qin Zhi, but she didn't expect him to be smiling at her, so she continued to drink the porridge with her head down.

At the same time, he secretly scolded himself for being too useless, and was actually forced by a teenage boy to make his heart beat faster, and his face turned red!

This Qin Zhi is really annoying!
When Qin Zhi lowered his head and took a mouthful of wild vegetable porridge, he immediately looked up at his wife in surprise. Why did he feel that the wild vegetable in the bowl wasn't the one he brought back?
He ate several mouthfuls in a row, feeling even more puzzled.

Today's wild vegetables are the same as usual, but why are they cooked so much better than before?

Is it really because of the lady's cooking skills?
(End of this chapter)