The Vicious Fat Wife Dressed as a Disabled General

Chapter 163 Feeling Uneasy
"Sweet?"

Di Qing nodded, the malt candy made by Jiang Zhinuan is not sweet and greasy like other candies, but is wrapped in a strong wheat fragrance, and the sweetness is just right, so it won't make people feel overwhelmed.

Seeing Di Qing nod, Jiang Zhinuan also tasted it a bit: "It's done, let it dry out, put it in a clay pot and put it in a cool place, it can be stored for about a year, enough for the children to eat for a while."

"You spoil them too much. It's not good for children to eat too much candy."

Jiang Zhinuan smiled. She naturally understood that eating too much sucrose is not good, so she chose to make maltose. The raw materials are only natural sweet potatoes and malt. It is no problem to eat less to nourish the spleen and Qi, moisten the lungs and relieve cough.

By the time I finished my work and went back to the house, it was already late.

In fact, for Jiang Zhinuan, the nightlife just started at eight or nine o'clock, socializing and drinking, and sometimes working overtime until the early hours of the morning are common things.

After crossing here, there is no electricity, no entertainment, and Jiang Zhinuan is used to going to bed after dark. After all, he has been busy during the day and has no time to relax, so he naturally goes to bed early when he is tired at night.

Di Qing leaned in front of her, and she leaned out. Anyway, this big bed is full of beds, and a family of four can sleep in it.

It's not that Jiang Zhinuan doesn't want to be next to Di Qing, it's just that she feels that she can't concentrate, and if the children are in the house, it's not easy to do things if someone misfires, so she simply put an end to the possibility of misfiring.

She thought thoroughly and turned around and fell asleep, leaving Di Qing tossing and turning without a good night's sleep.

Di Qing couldn't figure out why Jiang Zhinuan, who was going to have a mandarin duck bath with him two days ago, suddenly rejected him thousands of miles away.

The next day, when Jiang Zhinuan woke up, Di Qing had dark circles under his eyes.

"Why did you wake up so early?"

Di Qing didn't say anything, and walked out in his wheelchair. He didn't wake up so early at all, and he didn't sleep much all night.

Jiang Zhinuan followed him all the way to the bottom, the genius was slightly bright, and Di Qing was sitting in his workshop, with a pile of wooden boards in front of him. Recently, Di Qing didn't have much work to do, just deal with these wooden boards.

Apart from the necessary beds and cabinets, there are no other small things in the house. It is empty, and everything that can be made of wood is in Di Qing's plan.

For example, the Eight Immortals table and Taishi chair he is making now are ready to be placed in the empty living room.

Jiang Zhinuan has been busy recently and basically didn't pay attention to what Di Qing is doing. Now that he came here, he saw that Di Qing has been doing so many things in silence. Except for the big ones he is doing now, they only use them at home. Di Qing has already made several new ones for his tub.

Looking at Di Qing's increasingly rough hands, she felt a little distressed: "It's not yet dawn, I'll do these things slowly in the future, you can go to sleep for a while."

Di Qing stubbornly shook her head: "Can't sleep, you're busy with your own business, don't worry about me."

She could feel that his mood was not right today, but Jiang Zhinuan didn't know why, he was fine when he slept last night, could it be that he fell asleep and had a nightmare that affected his mood?

Jiang Zhinuan still wanted to say something, but his uncle was already up, and he yelled from above: "I will continue to cultivate terraced fields."

She answered here, and quickly followed with a shovel.

Yesterday morning, she covered the plowed land with duck manure, and the fertilizer covered the land for a whole day. Today, she turned it over, and tomorrow she will be able to plant cotton after another day.

There were too many things to do, and Jiang Zhinuan didn't bother to find out what happened to Di Qing, so he could only follow his uncle to work first.

Fortunately, it was the land that had been turned over twice, Jiang Zhinuan was much more relaxed when she turned it over again, and she finished the work here before the sun was completely bright.

Zhang Abo took care of the cotton planting.

Jiang Zhinuan didn't try to be brave either. After all, she was not good at farming, so she could only take out cotton seeds and hand them to Uncle Zhang.

The masters are already building the wing room next to the grocery store. Seeing that the new home is coming to an end, Jiang Zhinuan is very happy.

For breakfast, she cooked two extra eggs for Di Qing, not for him to eat, but for him to use them to roll dark bags under his eyes.

After dawn, Jiang Zhinuan saw that his dark bags under the eyes became more and more obvious, and even his eyeballs were red.

"I said, you didn't sleep last night, did you?"

Di Qing didn't want to talk, Jiang Zhinuan took the peeled hot egg and wanted to roll it under his eyelids, but Di Qing hid him.

"Need not."

"What's the point? You don't want to see what your eyes look like. You listen to me and go catch up on sleep later."

Seeing that Di Qing resisted her contact, Jiang Zhinuan entrusted the task to the two children.

"Come here, two of you, after a while, mother will give you maltose."

"Good~"

Jiang Zhinuan could feel that Di Qing should be angry with her, but she didn't know what she did wrong at all, the beeswax in the nest foundation mold had dried up.

Jiang Zhinuan has no time to coax Di Qing right now, and is only busy with his own affairs.

She took out the nest foundation mold and together with Zhang Shuangzhu gently separated the beeswax from the inside. When she held a complete piece of beeswax nest foundation in her hand, Jiang Zhinuan happily patted Zhang Shuangzhu's shoulder hard.

"Brother Shuangzhu, it's done, it's done! We can start artificial beekeeping when the nest foundations are produced in batches."

Zhang Shuangzhu also had a smile on his face when he heard that: "Then I'll go pick beehives today."

"Well, we need to pick a few more, and we need a lot of beeswax to make the foundation of the hive. But this time, we have protective clothing, so we don't want to burn the bees to death. After the beehive is ready, we can still recruit the bees. of."

Zhang Shuangzhu nodded: "Yes, I just use smoke to smoke them away."

"Sure, I'll go with you."

"It's dangerous to enter the mountain, and the bees are aggressive, so I'll go by myself."

Jiang Zhinuan didn't take it seriously: "I already have protective clothing, what am I afraid of, let's go, put on the protective clothing and we will set off immediately."

"Mother, our malt candy."

Jiang Zhinuan had no choice but to turn around and tell Di Qing: "Just pick them out with chopsticks and wrap them together for them to eat. Don't eat too much. I will come back at noon to make lunch."

After all, without waiting for Di Qing to respond, he quickly followed Zhang Shuangzhu and left.

If she looked back at this moment, she would see the reluctance and worry in Di Qing's eyes.

As Zhang Shuangzhu said, the mountains are dangerous, and the bees are aggressive. He actually didn't want her to do such a dangerous thing as a woman.

But he has a pair of useless legs and can't help him with anything, so he has no right to ask Jiang Zhinuan not to go.

In the past, when Jiang Zhinuan went out, Di Qing never felt uneasy, but this time, he was always uncomfortable, and had a faint feeling that something was going to happen.

Di Qing comforted herself, maybe it was just that she didn't sleep well last night and felt uncomfortable because of her tired body.

Having brought the two children to eat maltose, Di Qing took the two of them to the upper room to play, and he also listened to Jiang Zhinuan's words, leaning on the wheelchair, guarding the two who were playing with the little girl and the little tiger doll on the bed. A child, squinting his eyes, fell asleep.

This time, he did not sleep soundly, and soon fell into a nightmare...

(End of this chapter)