The space doctor girl became the favorite of exiled ministers

"I didn't have any good things at home, so I brought my own pastry."

"I heard that you need firewood, so my two grandsons went to the mountain to cut some firewood."

The old lady Zhao was very embarrassed, she really couldn't come up with anything good.

But Jiang Zhiluo saved her life, which is a great kindness.

She is not afraid of death, but if she goes, what will happen to her two grandchildren.

Mrs. Zhao is most worried about her two grandchildren.

If the two grandsons are married and start a business, she may feel more at ease.

But now she knows the Zhao family's conditions best.

She still needs to live well and do more work. In another year, she will be able to marry Zhao Dalin.

Jiang Zhiluo knew that it was not easy for the Zhao family, so she asked Mrs. Zhao and the others to sit down and poured water for them.

"Grandma Zhao, I happened to help at that time, so you don't have to be so thankful."

"These things should be taken back and eaten."

Jiang Zhiluo knew that the conditions of the people in Donghe Village were not very good, and their lives were very tight. Let alone a full meal, they would be reluctant to eat some plain rice on weekdays.

In the eyes of the villagers, such things as white noodles are noble and rare, and they are only willing to make them during the Chinese New Year.

If you don't visit your relatives on weekdays, you won't be a pastry.

Mrs. Zhao brought a whole basket of white noodles over here, and the Zhao family's conditions were enough to show their sincerity.

The old lady Zhao quickly waved her hand and said, "No, no, you saved my life, and you are the great benefactor of our Zhao family. We really don't know how to thank you."

"In the future, if you need anything, just call out. Dalin Erlin is strong and can help."

No matter what, Mrs. Zhao didn't take back the white noodles.

Zhao Dalin and Zhao Erlin were also grateful to Jiang Zhiluo.

Call them if you have anything to do. They don't know anything else, but they have the strength to help with the work in the field.

Jiang Zhiluo looked at Zhao Dalin and Zhao Erlin's emaciated appearance, so naturally she wouldn't ask them to help with any physical work, but she agreed.

I was also afraid that Grandma Zhao and the others would feel sorry for thinking about this kindness in their hearts.

"Don't worry, if I need something, I will ask you for help."

Zhao Dalin and Zhao Erlin were very happy, so that they would have the opportunity to repay Sister Jiang's kindness for saving their Zhao family.

After they left, Mrs. Cui said helplessly: "These white noodles are probably the rations of your grandma Zhao and her family for a long time."

"It may even be the white flour you asked your grandma to save for the New Year."

Mrs. Cui felt a little sorry.

"But you did save their family. If you see a doctor, you will also be charged a fee."

But the truth is the same, but Mrs. Cui just feels a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Zhiluo knew that Mrs. Cui was kind-hearted, "Mother, you read it too, let's not let Grandma Zhao and the others take it back, they won't take it back no matter what they say."

"It can only be said that we will make some delicious food and send it over later."

Jiang Zhiluo looked at the pile of firewood in the yard. They were all good firewood, and they were all chopped, so they could be used directly.

It can be seen that the Zhao family is very careful in doing things.

She is now doing a small business and doesn't care about anything else.

But if the business grows bigger in the future, it is not guaranteed to hire people, and maybe you can recruit people from the village.

It's just that she can't think about it that much for the time being, and she has to take care of her parents first.

Jiang Zhiluo looked at the white flour buns in the basket and said, "The white flour buns made by Grandma Zhao are really nice, and she even made a pair of fish."

The fish is made of white flour in the shape of a fish.

People in the village pay attention to a meaning, which is to have more than every year.

Jiang Zhiluo looked carefully, and felt that Mrs. Zhao was really skillful.

Mrs. Cui smiled and said: "I heard from your Aunt Zhu that your Grandma Zhao was the most skillful when she was young, and she could make pasta in various shapes."

"Everyone in the village asks your grandma Zhao to do some errands and make some flowers and cakes."

"It's just that Dalin Erlin's father and mother left early, your grandma Zhao hurt her eyes from crying, and you are getting older, so you don't do these things anymore."

"I reckon that Dalin Erlin might have made these cakes for Grandma Zhao."

Jiang Zhiluo's expression changed and she said, "If they helped to do it, then it's a skillful hand."

"If you have this skill, can you be a chef?"

Mrs. Cui shook her head and said: "It's not that simple, almost every household in the village can make some pasta."

"It's not a culinary skill. It doesn't matter if you go to be an apprentice, no one will accept you, and you have to pay money every year as an apprentice."

It was only after Mrs. Cui was exiled to the village that she realized how difficult it is for ordinary farmers to learn a craft.

"Some people in our village are going to be apprentices for others, and they have been helping with the work for four or five years, but they don't teach anything at all."

Jiang Zhiluo rubbed her chin thoughtfully.

If she accepts apprentices in the future, it will not be like this.

……

In the evening, Cui Hejin came back.

After the family washed up and went back to the house after dinner, Jiang Zhiluo got a charcoal pen to write and draw on the paper.

Cui Hejin looked at his little wife's busy appearance, and a flickering glint flashed in his eyes.

During the recent period, Jiang Zhiluo was indeed very busy. At noon, Mrs. Cui would sometimes deliver meals, and sometimes Cui Hejin would bring meals.

It's just that the school doesn't have a back kitchen available, Mr. Li will also help to go home and heat Cui Hejin's meal, and then bring him back to the school.

Cui Hejin sat down at the table, lowered her head and read a book with her expression collected.

Time passed little by little, and after a while, Jiang Zhiluo rubbed her eyes sleepily, still feeling thirsty.

She got up to pour water, but because she got up a little anxiously, she became dizzy and almost fell down.

Cui Hejin quickly embraced her.

Then Jiang Zhiluo leaned into Cui Hejin's arms all at once.

"careful!"

The low and clear voice rang in the ears, with a hint of imperceptible tenderness, as if a feather brushed over the tip of the heart, bringing a tingling feeling.

And being so close, she could smell the seductive scent of his body, which made her heart beat a few times faster.

After a while, Jiang Zhiluo's drowsiness dissipated, and she was so shocked that she woke up.

"I'm sorry, I... I just accidentally..."

Jiang Zhiluo wanted to explain again, but felt that the more she explained, the more chaotic she would become.

During this period of time, she was busy doing business to earn money, and it seemed that she had spoken to Cui Hejin only a handful of times.

So if this is the case, from Cui Hejin's point of view, do you think she took the initiative to throw herself into her arms?

But God knows, she was just sleepy drawing house design drawings.

Cui Hejin lowered her head and stretched out her white and jade-like slender fingers to caress her brows, and asked in a soft and clear voice, "Have you been tired recently?"

Jiang Zhiluo's eyelashes trembled fiercely, and she felt that Cui Hejin's fingers had a temperature as cool as jade. When they touched her eyebrows, it seemed that an electric current flowed through the tip of her heart, making her heart tremble.

It made her a little overwhelmed.

She slightly raised her head to look at him, and saw the complicated expression in his charming and picturesque eyes.

I don't know if it's her illusion, I just feel that under the candlelight in the room, his eyes still seem to have a worried color.

Jiang Zhiluo was in a trance for a moment, and she couldn't help but want to covet this embrace.