Fu Qu almost crushed the jar in his hand, but he smiled and refused, "No."
"Why?"
"No reason!"
…
Shen Lianqing thinks Fu Qu is too difficult to deal with, so why not introduce him to someone? In the original text, the male protagonist of the imperial examination is destined to be a widower and lonely until old age. How can she make him so pitiful when she comes here and becomes a neighbor?
He couldn't even talk to her, and he even kicked her out of his house, showing no tolerance for her!
The next morning, Shen Lianqing was forced to come to Fu Qu's yard to sweep the floor for him.
Oh, if you ask her why she wakes up so early for someone who doesn't wake up naturally every day, it's naturally because Fu Qu smiled and told her to exercise moderately and cultivate her body and mind, otherwise her hands would continue to bleed.
Only a person like her who is ignorant and afraid of death would believe these words to threaten her. He was even afraid that she would not move, so he woke her up and asked her to come sweep the floor in his yard while he supervised.
Supervision, supervision!
Shen Lianqing depressedly took the broom and swept around, sweeping from one end to Fu Qu's other end. He sat under the persimmon tree and read quietly. A few leaves fell on his head, and more fell to the ground.
Shen Lianqing waved the broom a few times here and there, releasing a burst of dust. It did not disturb Fu Qu who was reading quietly. Instead, she inhaled a large amount of dust and kept coughing.
"Ahem."
Fu Qu turned over a page with his thumb. He was dressed in clean white clothes, and his hair was black and smooth like ink. All his hair was combed back, and he made a hairpin with a branch he picked from somewhere.
The forehead is full, the eyebrows are like pencils, the eyelashes are long and slender, the light-colored eyes reveal a little bit of light and shadow sifted from the leaves, the nose bones are excellent, and the pink-white lips purse a gentle smile.
He was lying quietly on the couch reading a book, one hand with strong bones supporting his head, the other hand holding a book, one leg straightened and the other bent under his white clothes.
Completely unaffected by Shen Lianqing.
"Ahem!" Seeing that he ignored her, Shen Lianqing coughed a few more times. Fu Qu's eyelashes were half lowered and he didn't react at all.
Is there any mistake?
He asked her to sweep the floor but he dared to ignore her. Shen Lianqing felt that as the leader of the village, she could not let him ignore her like this.
She put down the broom, stood in front of Fu Qu with her arms akimbo, and shouted, "That brat named Fu!"
Fu Qu leisurely put down the book in his hand, raised his head and looked at the tree, and said with emotion, "Time flies so fast, the persimmons are almost ripe."
W-what?
Shen Lianqing looked up along his line of sight. Sure enough, there were orange-red persimmons hanging on it, each like a small lantern hidden among the green leaves.
There were so many persimmons, why hadn’t she noticed them before?
"Xiao Fu." She reached out and took the book out of his hand, looking at him very naturally, "There seem to be several ways to eat persimmon, right?"
If you don't wait for it to mature on the tree, you can soak it in lime water, dry it in the sun, or bake it on the fire.
Fu Qu's hands are so good, it's no problem to take down a few persimmons, right?
"Of course." Fu Qu took the book back from her hand with a smile, his eyes as clear as glass, "This is the limestone..."
"What's this!" Shen Lian has never been to any corner of Qingcun. She will definitely be able to find the ingredients for making persimmons!
No matter which way to eat persimmons, she wants them all!
After the person left, Fu Qu had a rare moment of peace. He looked at her leaving figure and felt a little ripple in his heart. How did this sister-in-law live to be so old?
…
Shen Lianqing was very satisfied during this period. She had a bunch of snacks given by Fu Qu and the story books he bought from the bookstore. She was so comfortable that after eating, she lay lazily on the bed and didn't want to move.
Although Fu Qu has a photographic memory, he still has to review old books every day, and sometimes goes out to see if his teacher has any new books.
He has basically read through a lot of books in his mentor's study. Hu, a retired boss and Hanlin bachelor who lives in seclusion here, can't help but sigh that Fu Qu is a genius he has rarely seen in many years!
Fu Qu got a new book that day and was reading it like crazy. It was almost midnight when he suddenly remembered that he hadn't cooked for Shen Lianqing today.
The amazing thing is that Shen Lianqing also didn't come to knock on the door, nor even climbed over the wall.
He felt a little strange. After putting down the book, he stood in the yard for a while. He didn't hear any movement next door. He jumped up to the roof in a few steps. His dark hair hung down his shoulders, and his white clothes seemed to be flowing under the bright moonlight. .
Ji's house was quiet, with no lights on.
Could it be that Shen Lianqing returned to her parents' home?
Then he overturned his idea, it was impossible, if that was the case, it was impossible for him not to hear some noise. At noon, Shen Lianqing pressed his fingers and asked him to fry the fish in the evening, and the fish were still jumping alive in his bucket.
With her temperament, she won't leave until she eats the fish.
Because of his understanding of Shen Lianqing during this period, Fu Qu felt that something might have happened to her.
He jumped into the yard of Ji's house and knocked on the window of Shen Lianqing's room. No one responded, but his sensitive ears heard bursts of heavy breathing.
not good!
Relying on Fu Qu's experience, he opened the door directly, and when he entered, he saw Shen Lianqing lying unconscious on the bed.
She frowned, her face was pale, and her lips, which were always red, were whiter than the belly of a dead fish.
Fu Qu smelled a smell of blood in the room. He sat on the edge of the bed and moved Shen Lianqing's upper body into his arms. He took out her wrist to check her pulse.
Excessive coldness and insufficient Qi and blood.
Doesn’t this woman know that she can’t eat so many cold things before her period? He checked her pulse and found out that she took cold showers every day?
Mad.
Fu Qu put her back into the quilt, climbed over the wall and went home to cook a bowl of medicine for her. He held the bowl and climbed over the wall again. The wall that was two or three meters high was in vain in his eyes. He held the bowl steadily. Yes, not a drop of medicine was lost.
When he arrived at Shen Lianqing's room, he directly held her chin and poured it into her. Fortunately, Shen Lianqing was usually in good health, but this was the first time this happened. In her confusion, she could still swallow the bitter and unpalatable food. Swallow the medicine.
Her hands and feet were cold, and when her menstruation came, she felt overwhelmed by the pain, but her legs became weak whenever she moved. She thought she could bear the pain of being beaten so much when she was a child, and she could still do it now.
It should be fine just to lie down.
But she didn't expect that this thing would make her so miserable when it hurt.
Wow, she doesn't dare anymore.
