When ordinary people always live in the same state, they can't see whether they are living a good or bad life.

Just afraid of comparing words.

Who is better than who, who is worse than who, often especially affect the mood.

Nowadays, it is strange to compare words.

Sister-in-law Ye lost her mind, but Ye Bao could not see what was different about her.

Ye Bao is young, and half-year-old children don't know anything. Most of them are accustomed to quarrelling over food, but they don't have too many bad intentions.

He was not happy to see Ye Jiao go to his house to rob him for Egg Custard to eat, but now he saw Ye Jiao in the street. A child of Ye Bao also knew that he had been with him all the time. Looking at Ye Jiao's good-looking clothes, Ye Bao smiled and clapped her hands: "Auntie is so beautiful." she looks like a fairy. "

This is not nonsense. Ye Jiao today is really very different from what she used to be.

Even if it was only a touch of makeup, she was well born, and she ate well and slept well at the Qi family, so she didn't look as yellow and skinny as she had when the Ye family was hungry every day, and her clothes were made of new, bright cloth and cut to fit. That robe alone is not affordable to ordinary people.

The hand stove was carved with flowers, and the hairpin on his head was inlaid with jade. Although he was not rich and noble, he knew at a glance that she was the wife of a rich family.

But the truth did not know what poked Ye Ersao what pain point, so angry that she fiercely pinched Ye Bao's buttocks.

Ye Bao cried directly in pain, and he did not know what he had said wrong. He was particularly aggrieved and cried loudly.

Sister-in-law Ye was so ashamed that she covered his mouth and left, but Ye Bao was so dishonest that she stumbled and stumbled.

Although she was not hurt, her good clothes fell to dust, there was a hole in her elbow, and her angry sister-in-law Ye's ears were buzzing.

She turned her head and looked at Ye Jiao like a fairy. Ye er-Sao felt as if she had soaked in sour water and felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

Ye Bao was still crying, but Mrs. Ye had no intention of scolding him. She just wanted to go quickly and go further, as if it would be embarrassing to stay a little longer.

Ye Jiao did not know that someone had come and left, but she got into the ox cart and went to Dong's drugstore.

Dong's husband, Yan Li, is the shopkeeper of this drugstore. Today, he happened to go to his medicine garden to buy goods. He was not in the shop, but was watched by a doctor on duty.

Coincidentally, the person on duty was Li Lang, who usually treated Qi Yun. Ye Jiao and Li Lang met the ceremony, and then went down behind Dong's company to look at the medicinal materials.

Because it is a drugstore, all kinds of medicinal materials are well classified, and there are many drawers of different sizes on a big shelf, and the name of the medicinal material is written on each drawer, and the corresponding medicinal material is extracted.

Ye Jiao looked at it very carefully, which was different from the carelessness she had just seen in the liquor store. Ye Jiao was particularly serious now.

Look at the medicinal materials, ask about the medicinal properties, and everything is particularly clear, some Dong can not answer, fortunately there is Li Lang in the side to help is to make the owner satisfied.

When Ye Jiao sat down at the table contentedly, Dong breathed a sigh of breath and poured tea for Ye Jiao and said, "Jiao Niang, you really like medicinal herbs, which is good. You can come around later when you have nothing to do. If we have any rare medicine, we can also look at it together."

Ye Jiao came down, which was just what she wanted, and the smile on her face was particularly bright.

At this time, someone brought a bowl of medicine to Dong. Dong took it, tried the temperature, frowned and poured it into his mouth.

Ye Jiao looked at her and asked, "Chunlan, are you sick?"

Dong gave the bowl to the man, and after he went down, Dong whispered, "it's not a disease. I was pregnant with a doll two years ago. I fell down and lost it. I didn't get pregnant until now, so I only take medicine every day." but he drank a lot of medicine, but he still had no children's blessing. "?.

This is a simple thing to say, but Dong is always sad when he mentions it, and it is hard to hide his loneliness at this time.

Ye Jiao reached out and gently grasped Dong's wrist, closed her eyes slightly, and felt that Dong had really hurt her foundation, but it didn't happen overnight that she wanted to make it up. Dong didn't have all the medicine she had drunk for two years.

There are not many friends of little ginseng, and Dong's temper is consistent with her, and she generally likes medicinal materials, so naturally she likes a few more.

This made the little ginseng willing to think more for her, and several prescriptions flashed through her head, but there were some medicinal herbs that had never been seen before but never seen before.

At this time, Dong stood up as if he remembered something, went outside and brought back a basket.

Put it on the table, lift the cloth above, and you can see that there are pieces of petals inside.

These petals do not look like the same kind, but many kinds of petals, some are medicinal flowers, and some are ordinary ornamental flowers.

Dong Shi majored in medicine, and naturally knew that these could not be mixed together. She put a well-shaped board in the basket to separate the petals, smiled at Ye Jiao and said, "Jiao Niang, take these back."

Ye Jiao looked at it, and there was some confusion in Jingliang's eyes: "can the petals also be eaten?"

"it's not food, it's put in the bathtub when you take a bath." Dong pointed to her with a smile. "No matter what kind of flowers they are, they all have fragrance. When you take a bath, you can put some fragrance on your body. Give it a try."

In fact, this is a gift specially prepared by Dong for Ye Jiao, but her drugstore does not buy as much as the wine shop, and all she can get is medicinal herbs.

If you send medicinal materials directly, Dong will find it inappropriate. After all, this shop is under the control of Qi Yun. If you send medicinal materials, don't you give them to the owner with his own things?

After thinking about it, Dong remembered that last time Ye Jiao liked the medicinal flowers she sent, and this time Dong simply sent petals with beautiful fragrance, which could not be wrong.

Ye Jiao thanked her with a smile, carried the basket in front of her, fiddling with the petals inside, thinking that there were so many tricks in taking a bath, and that being a man was indeed a profound knowledge.

Just then, her fingertips stopped and picked up a red flower.

The petals are somewhat different in shape, sharp on both sides, slightly thick in the middle, soft to the touch, and very handy.

And this unique petal Ye Jiao has seen before, called Fengyuan flower, mostly grow in the lush place of water and plants, must be soaked in water in order to live, aimed at …. It seems that this is the case with Dong.

This is still practiced by the little fox. The fox uses a lot of methods in private in order to have the bone and blood of a scholar, and this flower is surprisingly good to use.

Is this what you want?

Little ginseng felt in a trance at the moment that he seemed to have good luck when he became an adult.

Ye Jiao pinched the petals and looked at it again, making sure it was it. Then she said to Dong, "Chunlan, can you give me some of this flower?" I'll give it back to you when I've planted it. "

Before those medicinal flowers, Ye Jiao never mentioned to return, but this time Ye Jiao must be sent back to Dong's side.

And this flower has a very good nourishing effect on women, if it can be raised alive, it is very good to grow it in the yard.

Dong slightly stupefied, leaned over to distinguish: "these are the petals of auspicious flowers, it is difficult to grow alive, if you want, I still have several pots, take them back to you."

Ye Jiao smiled and nodded.

It's a good name, and it's really auspicious.

Seeing that it was not early, Ye Jiao was holding the basket, and Mrs. Liu, holding two pots of flowers, left the drugstore after saying goodbye to Dong.

Sitting on the oxcart, Ye Jiao fiddled with the auspicious flowers, feeling these flowers wilting, but she looked lifeless.

Ye Jiao no longer moved it, for fear of losing the petals, ready to go back to get a jar to raise it.

Turning around and looking at the flower basket, Ye Jiao took out a few pieces and sniffed them. They all smelled good.

At least it smells better than the rouge I used to be.

The little ginseng essence put the petals back, thinking that it would be good to take a bath after going back, and try to see if he could really soak himself.

Leaning against the cushion, Ye Jiao reached out and opened the curtain and looked out.

It is true that the town is more lively than the countryside, there are more pedestrians on the road, and the vendors on both sides sell a wide variety of things.

However, Ye Jiao's line of sight is more focused on the signboards of the shops on both sides.

Like everyone who has just learned to read, Ye Jiao is now particularly interested in reading.

This is "East Monkey Lane cooking cake", that is "Wang mother-in-law tofu shop", and there is a clothing shop.

Ye Jiao suddenly seemed to think of something and said to the driver in front of her, "stop for a moment."