In the early morning, the night sky in the small mountain town just shone, and the morning sun had not yet risen. There were a few pedestrians in the street market, and the vegetable vendors placed the fresh vegetables that they had just picked, which were still stained with soil and morning dew, on the pavement. Waiting for the arrival of guests.

A slender white hand picked up the tender white cabbage on the stall, and asked in a delicate voice.

"Mother-in-law, how do you sell cabbage today?"

When the granny who sold vegetables saw the person, she burst into laughter.

"Girl came very early today. My cabbage is fresh from the countryside this morning. It is very tender. It was originally sold for three cents a pound. If you are an acquaintance, I will sell you two cents."

Hua Qian smiled and said, "Okay, give me a pound, as well as a pound of shiitake mushrooms and two yams."

Grandma smiled and wrapped the vegetables for her. She glanced at her and followed her over and over again. Even though she had met for many days, she still couldn't help but be amazed when she saw his grandma's eyes.

What a handsome boy.

She smiled with a strong accent: "Little girl, I'm so lucky, it's a rare person like your husband who can accompany you to the vegetable market all day long!"

Hua Qian pursed her lips and smiled when she heard this, and the little pear vortex at the corner of her mouth caught Grandma's eyes.

Grandma sighed in her heart, what a beautiful couple. Looking at the style of this body is not like an ordinary couple, how can they live in this small town.

Could it be the young lady who ran away from a big family?

Naturally, Hua Qian didn't know Grandma's brain at this time. She put the wrapped vegetables in the basket and paid the money to Tang Jin who was carrying the vegetables.

"Let's go."

Tang Jin was in a happy mood, put a piece of silver on the vegetable stall and left with Hua Qian.

Seeing that he made a lot of money, Hua Qian couldn't help but complain: "You eldest young master really doesn't know how expensive oil and rice are, that money is enough to buy the whole stall."

Tang Jin didn't care, squeezed Huaqian's palm, raised his lips and said, "That stall owner is a business man."

What you say is really comforting.

Hua Qian saw his thoughts, chuckled without breaking a word, and swayed his hand while walking.

"Your injury is not yet healed. You need to eat something light but nutritious. Today's recipe is stewed pigeon soup with wolfberry and yam, Qianlong cabbage, Yuxi ham balls, and small fried river prawns."

Tang Jin has no objection to the recipe. Hua Qian's craftsmanship is very good, and the dishes always suit his taste.

After the two walked through the market and went around a few streets to buy some flower seeds, Hua Qian went to the security bureau to send a letter to Licheng as usual.

It has been three months since they left the Demon Addiction Mountain. Although Wengzhou is not far from the Central Plains, the terrain here is steep, with many mountains and rivers, and it is also the meeting place of many rivers.

In the early spring, the snow and ice melted and the water surge blocked many roads. Fortunately, they happened to arrive in Wengzhou just before the rapid water.

Originally, Huaqian thought that Phoenix grass, a herb that was hard to find after hearing its name, would take a lot of time, but I didn’t expect that shops in Wengzhou could sell it everywhere.

It is just because this herb can only be cultivated in the special climate of the mountains and forests near Wengzhou, and the journey to the Central Plains is long, and the Phoenix grass is extremely difficult to survive along the way, so it is hard to find in the Central Plains, and the price is extremely high.

Soon the two gathered the medicinal materials, and Tang Jin's body was getting better every day.

Wengzhou was isolated from the rest of the world, and seeing that life had settled down, Hua Qian began to write to Hua Heng.

She couldn't send the letter directly to the Devil's Mountain, and she was afraid that the letter would fall into the hands of the martial arts people and reveal her identity, so she sent it to the Licheng Bookstore, stating that it was a letter to the readers of the author of "Journey to the West".

The words above were all written in English, and if my brother saw it, he would have known it was her.

However, given that Hua Qian is a serious art student with limited English proficiency, most of the above sentences are full of loopholes, such as "I 'm fine. Come to Wengzhou find me.", and there are no touching words.

Hua Qian didn't care much about this, anyway, the purpose of language is to convey information, as long as his brother can understand it.

However, after Tang Jin found out that she and Hua Heng had a secret language, she was sullen for two whole days.

He stopped soaking in the medicine bath, and didn't eat any food, so he just stared at her letter all day long.

Seeing that he was jealous even of this, Huaqian had no choice but to teach him English in a helpless and funny way, and taught him Chinese Pinyin along the way.

God knows that she will teach Tang Jin how to learn Pinyin...

However, Tang Jin studied extremely seriously, and in less than a month, she had mastered all the content within her power.

Looking at Tang Jin, a high-achieving student who has already graduated, Hua Qian, a scumbag of nine-year compulsory education, couldn't help but feel ashamed.

But if Hua Qian knew that all her letters were stopped by Tang Jin secretly buying bodyguards, she might be even more speechless.

After delivering the letter, the two walked through several alleys and finally stopped in a remote corner.

After arriving in Wengzhou, the two bought an empty courtyard. Although it was not as good as Yuji's family, it was better than quiet, and it was more than enough for the two of them to live in.

Pushing open the door, you can see the drying rack for drying clothes, next to a small well, with a water pump made of flowers, and a small laundry pool next to the well.

There is an old tree planted by the wall on the right side of the small courtyard. It is almost early spring now, and unknown blue flowers are blooming on the tree.

This flower is very peculiar, the petals are like silk ribbons hanging down, and like fan feathers and swallowtails, clustered in clusters, like a tree of blue-feathered peacocks with drooping tails.

Under the tree, Huaqian set up a small field separately, and scattered the newly purchased flower seeds of various colors.

My brother likes flowers and plants, and when he comes, he should be able to see the garden full of flowers.

After sowing the flower seeds, Huaqian rolled up his sleeves and started cooking.

Tang Jin helped her from the side.

When Hua Qian first saw that he was going to help in the back kitchen, he laughed at him for not knowing how deep he was, so he got a fishy body.

Unexpectedly, although this young master loves to be clean, he can really show some potential.

At this time, Tang Jin held up a thin knife and stood in front of the basin full of river prawns, looking at the river prawns and slightly curling his mouth, as if looking down at the defeated general who used to prostrate and kowtow at his feet.

Before Hua Qian could react, he saw a flash of silver light, and he had already picked up the back of a river prawn with a knife in his hand, and the glistening river prawn drew a graceful arc in mid-air. The thread has been precisely removed and fell into the cloth basket next to it, leaving only crystal clear shrimp meat.

Even the shrimp didn't seem to be aware of the pain, it was already thrown into the empty basin aside, and Tang Jin didn't even lift his eyelids, and he was able to repeat the same trick with ease, picking the back of the next shrimp.

Hua Qian: "..."

What else can she say.

Cattle.

Picking a shrimp line is as artistic as killing someone.

Hua Qian immediately took out the dried ham and put it on the table, clapping his hands and exhorting.

"Peel off the ham, too, by the way."

With Tang Jin's cooperation in picking shrimp, killing pigeons and peeling ham, Hua Qian saved a lot of effort. Today's dishes are light and the process is not complicated, and they will all be ready by noon.

"Dangdangdangdang~"

Hua Qian served the last dish of pigeon soup, opened the lid, and the steaming heat came out like smoke instantly.

"Stewed pigeon soup with wolfberry and yam, delicious and light, nourishing yin and tonifying yang."

Huaqian smiled and said, "I also added yam, wolfberry and red dates to it, which can nourish blood and Qi, warm tendons and unblock the veins, and strengthen the foundation. You lost a lot of blood before, and you still need more supplements to restore your vitality. .”

When Tang Jin heard her words, she raised her eyebrows slightly but didn't say much. She poured a bowl of soup and skimmed off the slick oil and drank it slowly.

Hua Qian hurriedly said: "Be careful of the hot ones just out of the pot."

Tang Jin raised the corners of her lips, stirred the hot soup with a smile on her lowered eyes, and drank several bowls one after another.

Hua Qian was a little surprised to see that he likes to drink pigeon soup so much.

Tang Jin likes to eat sweets on weekdays, but she is very picky about the food she likes no matter how much she likes. After a few mouthfuls, she becomes sleepy and refuses to eat again. It is rare for her to be so active today.

But it's also good to eat more to keep your body healthy.

Hua Qian saw that he was drinking to his heart's content and had a great appetite. He smiled and served a bowl of rice. He had just picked up a piece of ham ball and before he ate it, he heard Tang Jin say slowly.

"Actually, you don't need to make this tonic soup. My body is already healthy and it won't be affected."

Seeing that there was something in his words, Hua Qian asked strangely: "What does it affect?"

Tang Jin rested her chin on one hand and waited for her to finish her meal with crooked smiles: "Affecting the intercourse."

"Ahem..."

As soon as these words came out, Hua Qian almost spit out a mouthful of soup, choking her so much that she coughed again and again, her face flushed from coughing.

Tang Jin thought she was excited, and stretched out his hand to run along her back, but Hua Qian felt that his palm on the back was like a hot iron burning his body, so he jumped up and stammered, speaking indiscriminately.

"I, I'm going to wash the dishes."

After saying that, she hurriedly fled outside, but before she stepped out of the door, the door that was originally open was slammed shut by Ling Lie's palm.

Hua Qian froze in place, and in the next second, Tang Jin pressed her shoulders and turned her to face him.

He seemed a little puzzled, looking directly at Huaqian's dodging eyes and asked.

"You want to run?"

He was so close, Hua Qian couldn't help but step back to try to get some distance away, but Tang Jin clung to her toes step by step.

In the end, Hua Qian felt the cold and hard door behind him, and there was no way out.

She didn't dare to look directly at Tang Jin, she glanced aside and thought of a reason with trembling voice: "I forgot that the flowers haven't been watered yet..."

"The flower seeds you just planted this morning don't need to be watered."

Tang Jin saw that she was indeed trying to avoid her, put her hands on her sides, lowered her head and leaned in front of her, almost touching her face.

Tang Jin said softly and slowly: "Yam, wolfberry and pigeon stew all have the effect of nourishing the kidney and strengthening yang, don't you know?"

Hua Qian: "..."

She just thought that Tang Jin hadn't tasted meat for a long time, so she made him some meat today to open his mouth, and saw that there was a pigeon seller in the morning market, so she bought some stewed soup according to homemade recipes.

Where did you think you would actually shoot yourself in the foot...

Although Hua Qian confirmed Tang Jin's decision, she was a little afraid of the boudoir affair, and she always thought that it would be a while.

She smiled dumbly and said with difficulty: "I do, I don't know..."

At the same time, she saw that the corners of Tang Jin's originally raised mouth gradually smoothed out, and the smile in her eyes disappeared.

"You want to go back on it?"

Hua Qian was about to explain, but Tang Jin had already kissed her lips and swallowed all her words.

"dream."

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The author says:

Xiao Tang thought that Hua Hua was courting, and his heart was as sweet as honey to drink a few more bowls of soup, but...

The number of text in the next chapter may be less, ahem, understand everything