After failing several times, she became anxious and smeared the lard on the wood with a large bowl of lard.
This time, she finally succeeded, but the fire was not very controlled. It was choking, smoking, and had a burnt smell. She was about to vomit...
I suppressed my nausea and added water and rice to the big pot.
She murmured, "How much water to add...how much rice to add...how long to boil it...what is considered done..."
Linglong wiped the tears on her face, she would be able to eat after burning for a while.
She stared at the pot for a quarter of an hour, scooped out a little bit with a spoon, let it dry for a while, and then pinched it with her fingers. The rice grains were soft. Proved to be edible.
She happily poured the porridge into a big basin.
I just feel like I don’t have much moisture left.
Just think of it as soft rice.
She didn't know how to put out the fire, so she added water to the cauldron and set it on fire.
She walked back with a big basin of porridge. The porridge was so heavy that she gritted her teeth and bravely returned to the bedroom without spilling a drop.
Seeing Qingshan fall asleep again, he whispered, "Qingshan, can you wake up?"
Qingshan moved his eyelids, "Uh..."
"The porridge is a bit dry...just eat it as soft rice. I brought some shredded pickles and mix it with it. I'll feed it to you after it cools down."
…
Qingshan squinted his eyes and looked at Linglong. His little face was dark and there was black ash on his forehead. He felt very sorry for him.
He thought in his heart: He actually wants the little beauty to suffer and do this and that. She was so wronged. Be kind to her twice as much in the future. She is so valuable that she has to light a fire to cook porridge. Must get better soon.
Qingshan was moved, encouraged himself, gritted his teeth and worked hard - he sat up.
Leaning her back against the bed, Linglong fed her a spoonful and he took a spoonful, feeling happy and comfortable.
…
Linglong fed half of the pot, but she couldn't lift her arms...it was too heavy to lift the big spoon.
She stopped helplessly and looked at Qingshan, "Do you feel better?"
Qingshan nodded, "The porridge cooked by my wife is a panacea. I feel half better."
Seeing that he had the strength to talk, Linglong felt relieved and asked, "Why are you injured? What happened to you?"
He picked up the spoon and stuffed it into his mouth.
He swallowed it and said, "Brown bear and eagle, both in heaven and on earth, were taken out by the eagle."
"When you meet these two overlords, you don't immediately enter the space, but you still make gestures?"
"I was in a fierce battle with a brown bear. I was unprepared and was attacked by an eagle. I am not afraid of it in a head-on fight.
Ouch...hiss...
I killed the brown bear, and when I feel better, I go out and get the bear in. It’s enough for us to survive the winter this year. "
"That's enough! Pheasants, hares, wild boars, badgers, there are so many prey in the warehouse, why bother provoking wild beasts?"
Qingshan said slowly, "If it weren't for the cooperation of those two things, it would be nothing for me to hunt a bear. My dear wife, don't be angry. I'm just a little dizzy."
Linglong immediately moved closer and hugged Qingshan, pressing her forehead against his face. "I'll hold you. If you faint, just lean against me."
Qingshan posted "Daughter-in-law" towards Linglong.
Linglong didn't reply.
He then called out pitifully, "Daughter-in-law..."
"explain!"
"Daughter-in-law, kiss me."
Linglong was stunned, she could still think of this! "Are you pretending to be faint?"
Qingshan sighed, "I'm so dizzy...the world is spinning..."
Linglong hugged him tightly and kissed his face, "It's okay, it's okay. Just lie down here if you faint. I can hold you."
Qingshan smiled secretly, what are she holding on to? If he pressed her over without any effort, she would be smashed.
"Well, my wife is holding me, it will make you feel better."
"You're such a talker, I don't think you feel uncomfortable at all."
"Daughter-in-law, I'm cold."
Linglong pressed her eyelids against his forehead. Yes, she had a fever, but wasn't it cold?
"Are there any fever-reducing herbs in the warehouse? I'll cook some for you!"
Qingshan thought about it and found out that there was one with black leaves that didn't need to be boiled, just smash it and wash it down.
Linglong went to find it, spotted it for Qingshan, and gave him a drink.
…
"Can you move? The ground is cold. Go to bed and lie down."
"Dirty your mattress. You love cleanliness the most."
"I love being clean. I care about you more."
After hearing this, Qingshan felt energetic all over. He put his hand on the bed and stood up. He wanted to say that he was fine, but he fell down on the bed.
He saw blood spurting out from the cloth strip on his left shoulder.
Linglong was so angry that she slapped him on the thigh. "You bastard, please get up slowly. The wound is not bleeding anymore."
Qingshan calmed down and adjusted, "Oh...oh...my vision just went dark."
Linglong took off his shoes, brought hot water to wipe his face and hands, took off his shirt, and wiped the blood on his shoulders and upper body. Let him lie shirtless and continue to rub it down.
Qingshan blushed in embarrassment, "Don't... You are so precious, how can I let you serve me..."
Linglong ignored him, pressed her big foot and brushed it clean.
"Are you sorry now? You were very brave when fighting the bear. Didn't you think about who would take care of you if you were injured?"
Qingshan had no choice but to pretend to be stupid, "Hehe...hehe...uh...don't be angry, wife, it was my lack of consideration."
Linglong glanced at him, poured some water, and used the petal water to scrub herself again.
…
When she returned to the room, her body was clean and fragrant.
…
Qingshan was very sleepy and half asleep. He reached out towards Linglong. Linglong went to bed and lay down. On his right side, she hugged him, her face was pressed against his, and she covered him tightly with the quilt.
"Qingshan... If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me. Don't be embarrassed. You serve me every day, and I am willing to serve you."
Linglong always thought that serving others was despicable and something that servants did. Today she lit a fire to cook porridge and applied dressings on her body. But she felt that this was not shameful.
She can also protect the people she cares about. Not only is she not wronged, but she is also a little happy. Linglong can protect Qingshan.
…
At night, Linglong got up and fed Qingshan several times.
At dawn, Qingshan's fever subsided. Linglong finally fell asleep.
…
Linglong was tired and slept until daylight.
When I woke up again, I saw Qingshan already busy in the kitchen.
He hurriedly got out of bed and shouted, "Qingshan? You are still injured, stop being busy."
Qingshan smiled and said, "I'm much better. Let's light the fire, make some porridge, and eat something simple."
Don't put out the fire, add firewood every hour, and ensure there is hot water all day long. Even if I have a fever in the afternoon, you will still have fire. "
Qingshan's left arm was seriously injured and he couldn't move it. People are also a little vain.
The fever is gone. At least I can get out of bed and walk around.
He made room to take the bear carcass back to the warehouse.
Then he washed his hands and went back to lie down.
…
Linglong sat beside the bed, "Should we wait until you are well before we go back?"
"We'll rest for two more days and then leave. We can't wait too long, the first snow is coming soon."
"Qingshan, I don't want pen, ink, paper and inkstone anymore. Don't go into the mountains anymore."
Qingshan felt warm in his heart, and Linglong looked at him: "You have also learned the common words. From now on, pen, ink, paper and inkstone will be unnecessary."
