The Vicious Fat Wife Dressed as a Disabled General

Chapter 113 I want to help him

Jiang Zhinuan told Uncle Zhang about her uncle's situation. After all, she took the body of the original owner, and the original owner's uncle was her uncle. She was still kind-hearted, and couldn't bear her uncle being bullied and run off by her aunt like that.

Anyway, there are plenty of things to do in this reed marsh, so it would be easier to ask her uncle to follow along to help. They have been lingering here and refusing to leave, playing tricks on him for money.

Uncle Zhang was about to wipe the pot and light a cigarette, when he remembered Jiang Zhinuan telling him to smoke less, and abruptly withdrew his hand back.

"Fat girl, I read you right. You are kind-hearted and don't want to see others suffer. Besides, he is your uncle and your relative. If you do this, I support it.

As for beekeeping, you let your uncle go, Shuangzhu, I let him go home. "

"Uncle Zhang, brother Shuangzhu still has to do beekeeping. My uncle is old and dull. He can't do it. I asked him to go to the reed marsh, not to replace brother Shuangzhu. My farm also needs it." People help, don't worry about this, you will come with me when the time comes, and I won't have to invite outsiders."

Uncle Zhang was afraid of increasing Jiang Zhinuan's burden. Her farm had just taken shape, and the house hadn't even been built yet. She had to have more mouths to eat every day, and the pressure was quite high.

But Jiang Zhinuan repeatedly assured that her farm would only need so many people, even if she didn't have her uncle or Uncle Zhang, she would still have to find someone else to help, so that Uncle Zhang must not have other ideas in his heart.

The two discussed for a while, and of course Uncle Zhang decided to trust Jiang Zhinuan.

Besides, this is Jiang Zhinuan's own business. She is willing to discuss with him and listen to his opinions. Uncle Zhang is also warm in his heart. He knows that Jiang Zhinuan does not treat him as an outsider.

"Success, I think your idea is feasible."

"Then let's go to the reeds first. If my aunt doesn't believe that I used the money to build a house, let her have a look at that time, and she will go home wholeheartedly."

When a group of people went to Houhe, Jiang Zhinuan asked them to wait at the gate of Uncle Zhang's house, and she quickly went to the medical clinic.

When she came back, she got on a bamboo raft by the river and went to the reed marshes.

Uncle Zhang's son was supporting the bamboo raft, and Uncle Zhang and Jiang Zhinuan sat together: "Look, you really lost a lot of weight. It's no problem for so many people to support the bamboo raft together."

Jiang Zhinuan naturally discovered it too. Of course, this is also related to the bamboo raft itself. The bamboo raft is sunbaked in the reeds in the Houhe River every day. Most of the moisture has been removed, and the buoyancy has also increased a lot. Zhi Nuan has indeed lost a lot of weight, and now she can ride a bamboo raft with others.

Cuifen saw the bamboo raft going down the river, and the banks were deserted. She held onto Qian Si'er's arm tightly, and couldn't stop muttering: "What kind of place are you going to? There are so many of them, shouldn't it be Will it be to harm us?"

"Aunt, do you have persecution paranoia?"

Cui Fen froze for a moment, frowned, and thought for a while, but didn't understand what Jiang Zhinuan was talking about.

All the way down the river, it took about half an hour to arrive at Jiang Zhinuan's reed marsh.

Qian Si'er and Cui Fen also saw another scene here. Several masters worked hard to build a house on the mountainside. There was a bridge on the river, an enclosed reed marsh on one side, and a small wooden house on the other. Two children Running and playing, Di Qing sat aside and was busy with something.

It turns out that Jiang Zhinuan really built a house in this kind of place where there is no store in front and no village behind!

Cui Fen slapped her thigh suddenly, almost crying, it seems that Jiang Zhinuan really used her ten taels of silver to build a house, and she really can't get that money.

After the bamboo raft stopped, Jiang Zhinuan asked Uncle Zhang to show her uncle and aunt around first, while she went straight to Di Qing.

The two children rushed over and hugged her thighs to act like a baby. She simply coaxed them and let the children go to play first.

She couldn't care about anything else at the moment, so she had to settle the score with Di Qing first.

"Why are you disobedient!"

Di Qing was taken aback, seeing Jiang Zhinuan's sullen face, and slightly frowned: "What's wrong?"

"Did I tell you when I left to let you rest in the morning, why didn't you listen to me?"

"I'm not tired, aren't these things in a hurry?"

Jiang Zhinuan was distressed and angry, angry that Di Qing didn't know how to feel sorry for his own body, so he couldn't help but step forward and snatch the tool from his hand, push his wheelchair and push him into the cabin.

"I'm not tired, you don't have to worry..."

Jiang Zhinuan ignored him, stooped out and quickly boiled a pot of warm water in, letting Di Qing soak his hands in it.

"My hand is fine."

Jiang Zhinuan still didn't speak, just moved a bench and sat next to Di Qing, and personally washed his dirty hands, and quickly changed to a basin of clean water to wash them, and then took the handkerchief Dry him carefully.

When touching the wound on his hand, Di Qing's hand still trembled uncontrollably.

But he didn't care, these small wounds were nothing compared to other scars on his body.

Jiang Zhinuan's hands, which were like cat's paws, scratched his palms tightly, and he could only pull them back: "I'm really fine."

"bring here!"

Jiang Zhinuan's face was sullen, his eyes were fixed on his hand, and he didn't even blink his eyelids for a long time. Di Qing couldn't beat Jiang Zhinuan, so he had no choice but to pass his hand up again.

Only then did Jiang Zhinuan take out the ointment she bought at the clinic today in her bosom.

Then carefully wipe it on the wound on Di Qing's hand bit by bit.

"Although I said that scars are medals, I don't want you to have medals. I want you to be well."

Di Qing's hand shook again.

Jiang Zhinuan hurriedly lowered his head, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

It's just heart palpitations.

Jiang Zhinuan cared more than once whether he was in pain or not, his hard heart was breaking through bit by bit.

The medicine was finished, but it was not enough, Jiang Zhinuan almost wrapped his hands into rice dumplings with gauze.

"It really doesn't need to be like this. These small wounds will heal in a while. I will hurry up and finish the chicken coop today. I will continue to make honeycombs for you tomorrow."

"Come on, you just saw it, I brought my uncle and aunt here."

"Yes, got it."

"Don't you ask me, why did you bring them here?"

Di Qing didn't speak, and looked up at Jiang Zhinuan. Jiang Zhinuan then told Di Qing what he saw in Huang Daxian Temple today. a handful.

Although Di Qing felt that their current lives were still a problem, Jiang Zhinuan chose to support Jiang Zhinuan unconditionally.

It's just one more mouth to eat.

Jiang Zhinuan said that the farm needed help, and she couldn't do it alone. He just hated his useless legs. If he could move freely, he wouldn't have to go back and forth like Jiang Zhinuan.

"Auntie, I will give her some travel expenses to let her go back. Uncle will stay and help me with the farm work in the future. Now let him help make the chicken coops and beehives first, and you can guide them by the side, and you don't need to do it yourself. Once I get started, if I hurt my hand again, I will feel very distressed."

(End of this chapter)