newbobooks Chapter 138 Qiu Yu
Chapter 138 Qiu Yu
However, this series of changes had a different meaning in Fang Qin's eyes.
Her face was gloomy and she cursed in her heart: This old woman is really risking her life. She is actually willing to be generous for once.
After the meal, Xie Xinghua began to feed Jiang Wangshan patiently. While chewing the food carefully, she whispered in his ear about Zhao's transformation.
Although Jiang Wangshan could not control his facial muscles freely due to the impact of the stroke, his speech was slurred, and even chewing food became a luxury, under Xie Xinghua's gentle and meticulous care, he just quietly accepted all this love.
Apart from liquid porridge, daily diet depends entirely on Xie Xinghua's care.
Such a scene may seem unsightly or even a little disgusting to outsiders, but over time, this special way of conveying emotions has become the most common daily routine between them.
Jiang Wangshan's heart was filled with deep gratitude for Xie Xinghua's meticulous care.
At the same time, at Su Yu's house, Xie Qifen helped to clean up and then said goodbye and left.
Today, the couple experienced long-lost fullness and satisfaction here with Su Yu. On the way back, they expressed their praise for Su Yu beyond words, as if they had met an angel on earth.
Meng Yuanyou felt his whole body was filled with strength. The moment he entered the room, he couldn't help but hug Xie Qifen, his actions full of gratitude and tenderness.
……
On the other side, Su Yu lit a fire in the kitchen. The water in the kettle gradually boiled, and the rising steam filled the entire room. She planned to take a good bath later to relieve the day's fatigue.
She carefully packed the various medicinal powders that Jiang Ziling had carefully ground into small glass bottles, and then tried to mark the names of the medicines on a thin piece of rice paper. However, her crooked and almost unrecognizable handwriting forced her to give up the idea.
So, she turned to look at Jiang Ziling, who was sorting out the herbs, and asked with a hint of embarrassment, "Ziling, can you write down the names of these herbs for me?"
Jiang Ziling nodded gently, and responded in a gentle and confident voice: "A little."
In those deep eyes, there flashed a desire for knowledge and a light of self-confidence.
When he was young, he often stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the children with envy who were holding books in their hands, shaking their heads and reciting poems.
The poverty of his family was like an insurmountable mountain that blocked his way to school, but his thirst for knowledge was never extinguished.
Therefore, Jiang Ziling, relying on his courage and perseverance, explored on his own and embarked on the long road of self-study.
The eldest brother Jiang Yi, a man who is well versed in the ways of the mountains and forests and has superb hunting skills, saw that his younger brother was so tenacious. Regardless of the worried and slightly disapproving look of his mother Zhao, he resolutely stood up and supported Jiang Ziling's studies in his own way.
At that time, Jiang Yi had become the pillar of the family. With his accurate archery and hunting skills, he not only improved the family's financial situation, but also established an unshakable position in the village.
Jiang Ziling was able to enter school because of his elder brother’s countless trips through the dense forests to catch pheasants and rabbits with his sweat and wisdom. Every copper coin embodied the silent deep friendship between the brothers.
Seeing this, Su Yu hurried forward, holding a delicate pen and ink box in his hand, with a hint of request and expectation in his eyes, and softly asked: "Mr. Jiang, could you please write for me?"
Her fingertips wandered over the pen, revealing her unfamiliarity with the ancient art of writing with a brush.
Although she could easily recognize a myriad of different words, whenever she picked up the pen, the words flowing on the rice paper were always out of tune with the ancients' smooth and lingering style, appearing a bit clumsy and unsatisfactory.
On the contrary, Jiang Ziling's handwriting is like engraving, neat and powerful. Each word seems to jump on the paper, giving people a visual enjoyment.
In the flickering candlelight, Jiang Ziling's profile was outlined by the soft light and shadow, making him look particularly charming. His face, which was slightly flushed due to being slightly drunk, added a bit of undisguised innocence and charm.
His eyes were focused on the tip of the pen, and every stroke revealed his concentration and seriousness.
Such concentration made Su Yu standing by look a little dazed.
In her eyes, if Jiang Ziling's appearance were placed in modern times, he would definitely be the eye-catching figure on campus, and his charm as the school idol would be unmatched.
Just as Su Yu was immersed in his own thoughts, Jiang Ziling called out softly, "Ayu, you've finished writing..."
The gentle voice was like a spring breeze, pulling Su Yu back to reality from his reverie.
She quickly calmed down, took the paper calmly, and blew it gently, with a feminine delicacy and elegance in her movements, waiting for the ink to dry slowly.
This kind of scene is not the first time it has happened. The initial embarrassment caused by the loss of composure has now been replaced by an almost unhurried calmness.
Jiang Ziling's lips curled up slightly inadvertently, but the waves in his heart became more and more turbulent.
He could feel that there was an unusual emotion in Su Yu's eyes when he looked at him.
Today was particularly special. Ever since they had dinner together in the evening, he had felt a warm current surging through his body, and a certain secret corner of his body was becoming uncontrollably restless.
However, Su Yu was unaware of all these subtle emotional fluctuations.
She was busy moving around the house, carefully scooping out hot water and preparing water for him and Xier to wash.
Afterwards, she tiptoed out of the house and placed the two lively chicks and ducklings in a warm house, fearing that they would be affected by the cool night breeze.
At this time, the night was getting darker and the cool breeze was blowing, which seemed to foreshadow that an autumn rain was about to come quietly.
Those delicate creatures were weak and could not resist the cold, so Su Yu naturally could not ignore them. Her meticulous care made people feel warm.
Then she carefully added hay to the family's only horse and cleaned the stable. Only after everything was arranged did she turn back to the kitchen.
In the room, since the bed was removed, the whole space seemed much more spacious, and Su Yu's mind became more active.
She secretly planned that when she had enough money, she would ask a craftsman to make a few sturdy and durable cabinets to store household items. She would also have to thoroughly renovate the old house to make this temporary haven more warm and comfortable.
Jiang Ziling and Xier had finished washing up and went back to their respective rooms to rest.
Su Yu took out the clean clothes prepared for bathing, thinking that the recent improvement in eating conditions had made her body gradually plumper.
Although the waist still maintains that perfect slenderness, the gained part happens to fall at the most attractive place.