Rebirth Brother is Not Easy To Mess with [Farming]

Although they wanted to hold people in their arms and kiss each other in the past, they have not yet determined their relationship. Zhao Chen was afraid that the little guy who had finally trusted and relied on him was scared, so he could only endure his eager heart and withdraw his gaze to continue. Cut the sweet potato vines.

Chen Jiu, who pretended to be serious about his calligraphy, held the Langhao pen tightly and finally loosened it.

He is no stranger to the look in Zhao Chen’s eyes. After marrying Qian Yun as a concubine in his previous life, every time Qian Yun wanted to come to his room to spend the night, he used such hot eyes, but he was shadowed by the things he had to do between husband and wife. It was too deep, and his face paled when he mentioned it. Qian Yun once coaxed him to press him on the bed, but before anything happened, he fainted with fright.

Although Zhao Chen's eyes were far less explicit than Qian Yun's, and it didn't last long, he could feel that Zhao Chen had similar thoughts.

This consciousness made his heart tense.

He dare not accept Zhao Chen now, the biggest reason is that he is afraid of bridal candles.

If he and Zhao Chen get married by that time, but the bridal chamber can't have **** with Zhao Chen at Huazhuye, and instead faints, will Zhao Chen hate him for it?

Although he thinks that Zhao Chen is not that kind of person, no matter how good a person is, if he has not been able to overcome this problem, he may not be able to bear it, right?

How can a man bear not having **** with his wife? He is not an eunuch.

Alas, it would be great if Zhao Chen was a eunuch, so he wouldn't have to have **** with him, maybe he would have only one wife for the rest of his life...

As soon as this idea came out, Chen Jiu was shocked.

How could Zhao Chen be an eunuch?

The **** must be in the palace, he never had the chance to see it, and...

Zhao Chen is so good, of course, he has to be complete without any defects.

Chen Jiu shook his head abruptly, shook off the terrible thoughts in his mind, and took a deep breath.

Practice calligraphy, calligraphy, calligraphy seriously...

Zhao Chen didn't know that his future daughter-in-law wanted to be an **** for a moment, so he neatly cut the transplantable sweet potato vine and put it in the corner, washing his hands and walking to Chen Jiu's side.

Chen Jiu is very clever and has a good memory. Now he can memorize the "Thousand Characters", but the writing is stumbled.

Zhao Chen did not continue to teach him to write new characters when he saw it. He asked him to practice the characters in "Thousand Characters" first, and at the same time taught him to recite "Hundred Family Names" and told him about the history books in the Space Library. Recorded historical stories about this world.

Perceiving Zhao Chen approaching, Chen Jiu stopped practicing calligraphy.

Because of a guilty conscience just now, he didn't dare to look at Zhao Chen, lowered his head and asked, "Have you all cut it?"

"Well, it's done." Zhao Chen noticed his abnormality and raised his eyebrows.

Could it be because I was shook my hand just now and I was shy?

"Oh..." Chen Jiu replied in a low voice, not knowing what to say.

Zhao Chen saw that he was uncomfortable, and quickly changed the subject, talking about what happened after returning to the thatched cottage today, and then said: "I will go out tomorrow morning, and I will make breakfast for you beforehand. I After spending money to keep the system warm on the things on the table, you remember to go in and eat on time, and you can’t be lazy when you read and practice calligraphy and exercise, otherwise you will be fined.

Chen Jiu didn’t pay attention to punishment. He listened to him babbling, every word was for his own sake. He warmed his heart, nodded quickly, and said distressedly: “Go out early in the morning, so you don’t have to do breakfast. You are too tired."

Originally wanted to scare the little guy, by the way, Zhao Chen looked at him like this. He switched off what he wanted to say, and smiled: "It's okay, I don't get up too late on weekdays."

His wife is too pure, so he still chases the person honestly before talking.

Chen Jiu still thinks that Zhao Chen is working so hard, but according to Lan's words, the pigs will spit out foam and poison and die. Otherwise, because Lan's harshness to him, the family's meal before his rebirth must have been too. He has to do it.

The culinary skills are so bad that he certainly didn't dare to cook for Zhao Chen, so he could only secretly regret that he was bad.

Chen Jiu's little emotions are actually very easy to distinguish. Zhao Chen couldn't help but laugh when he saw it, and raised his hand to rub his head, "Don't think about it, your hands are used for writing and embroidery. Cooking is too violent."

Chen Jiu hasn't learned the word violent, but after listening to this, he probably understands that Zhao Chen said his hands are precious and don't need to do rough work.

Is it precious?

Chen Jiu looked at his hand and pursed his lips.

This is the only person who can comfort himself so much. If you change to someone else, it's fine if you don't dislike it.

The next morning, when Chen Jiu found a chance to enter the space, Zhao Chen had already left.

He first went to the He's house and gave the new prescription to He Shanbao and He Dahu. He also gave a dozen sweet potatoes and a handful of sweet potato vines. He told them how to eat sweet potatoes and how to grow sweet potato vines. Then he went to the village entrance.

Originally, he wanted to take an ox cart to the county like last time, but when he arrived at the entrance of the village, he found a carriage parked there.

Renxintang’s medicine boy Ajin stood in front of the carriage and saw a smile on his face, “Brother Zhao, we’re here to pick you up!”

we?

Zhao Chen raised his eyebrows and was about to inquire. When the door curtain of the carriage was opened, Shen Wenqing got off the carriage and said to him, "Brother Zhao."

"Doctor Shen."

Zhao Chen nodded to him, he didn't know what it was like this young and prestigious doctor treated him so politely.

Although Wanjinyou is good, it can't be called a magical medicine. Shen Wenqing used to ask Ah to come in and invite him. There is no reason to pick it up in person now.

Shen Wenqing looked at Zhao Chen's calm and calm appearance, and couldn't connect him with the fool in Ah Jing.

However, he has always been happy and angry, and he didn't show any surprise. He just said half-jokingly: "Brother Zhao, it's really not easy to see you."

"I went to the mountains with Master to collect medicine these days, and I didn't pay attention to the time. I'm sorry that Dr. Shen waited a long time." Zhao Chen apologized.

"Where and where, Brother Zhao's desire to study is admirable." Shen Wenqing laughed, and after a few greetings, he quickly revealed the purpose of this visit to Shuilian Village, "I heard that Hu Jinqiu was cured by the teacher?"

Only then did Zhao Chen understand Shen Wenqing's purpose.

This matter can be known in Shuilian Village after a little inquiries, and he does not hide it, saying: "It can only be said that the life-threatening is out of danger. If you want to be completely well, you have to continue diet and drug treatment. The specific length depends on the patient. Recovery status."

"Diet therapy?" Shen Wenqing asked, remembering what Ah Jin said to him after returning home yesterday, "Eat more chicken, duck and fish?"

He can cook medicated food, but unless it is a person who lacks something, such as an inhumane man who needs to eat deer whip and bullwhip, he has never heard of meat dishes that can make patients sick without medicinal treatment. food.

"Hu Jinqiu got tuberculosis, so he needs more protein, so he needs to eat more chicken, duck and fish. Other diseases are not necessarily."

When Zhao Chen saw his expression, he knew that this was a medical idiot, and he respected such a person, so he told Shen Wenqing some knowledge about diet therapy that he knew.

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