The open life of peasant girl kapok

Chapter 217 You Murdered Your Wife

"Well, I didn't say anything just now." When I turned around, I said in a concealed manner, "You cook well, if the porridge smells like medicine, you won't have dinner."

Seeing her running away, Shen Lanfeng shook her head helplessly.

Naturally, the dinner did not smell of medicine, but the porridge the next day, Shen Kapok ate a faint smell of Chinese medicine. "Did you make medicine again in the morning?"

"no!"

"Then why does this porridge smell like medicine?"

"I added it on purpose, of course it smells like medicine."

Shen Mumian hurriedly pushed the bowl away when he heard the words, "Damn it, you murdered your own wife."

Shen Lanfeng's face darkened, "Shen Mumian, you really need to clean up. How dare you say that to me? It's porridge for your body conditioning. You're so stupid!"

"Sister Mianmian, I also have it in this porridge." Shen Xialan said, "Brother-in-law said, eating this porridge is good for our health."

"I'm in good health, why do I need to recuperate?"

Shen Lanfeng glanced at her lightly, "Do I know if you are in good health?" He turned his face and whispered something in her ear, and Shen Mumian blushed.

But he didn't admit defeat, he stared at him and said, "Are you really good at medicine or fake, what if you poison me to death?"

"Hey, am I going to poison myself to death? Stupid!!"

"..."

Shen Kamian glared at him in shame, but still finished the bowl of porridge.

After the meal, Shen Mumian took Xia Lan and the others to the impatient place, and when they came back, they found Shen Lanfeng in the west wing again.

The smell of medicine makes Shen Kapok's heart itch, sometimes, the more people don't let you know, the more you want to know, Shen Kapok will have that kind of psychology.

Under her expectation, five days later, the ointment made by Shen Lanfeng finally came out.

"What the hell is this dark thing?"

"To touch your face."

"??" Shen Kamian was almost frightened, "The one who touched the face? Didn't you make ointment?"

"Yes!" Shen Lanfeng pointed to the table, "Aren't these all ointments?"

As he said that, he took out a bottle from the middle, which was green paste, and lifted up the leopard's trouser legs. It was scalded before and left some scars.

Leopard already knew beauty and ugliness at a young age, subconsciously he didn't want people to see the scar on his leg, so he covered it with his hands.

"Take your hands away, brat!" Shen Lanfeng patted him, "After touching my ointment, your legs will become more beautiful, don't you know?"

Leopard didn't believe him, so the two stared at him for a long time, and finally the younger one didn't stare at the older one. Shen Lanfeng touched the green ointment evenly on his leg, "It will fade in half a month, and it will be completely healed in two months." gone."

Seeing how confident he was, Shen Mumian couldn't help but believe him.

"What about me? What is it for? I don't have any scars."

"Make your skin better."

"Ouch?" An ancient mask?Shen Mumian became interested, so she went to wash her face immediately, and dragged Shen Xialan to apply it with her.

"Lan Feng, I think you can also sell your face-touching fan. Last time Liu Yunshen asked you to match it. I don't think it will be cheaper than my fan."

After washing it off, my face feels cool and smooth, which is really comfortable.

Shen Lanfeng also couldn't laugh or cry, "Why do you want to sell everything for money?"

"If you can sell it or not, isn't that a problem with money?" Shen Mumian looked around in the mirror and asked, "You, an ordinary doctor, still deserve this?"

(End of this chapter)