Chapter 915:

"I'll see if your medicine is good." Qin Xiao was turned into a corner for Xiao Qiu, and turned and went out.
Xiaoqiu picked up his eyebrows and revealed a helpless expression: Qin Hao is still angry, she should not keep on chasing it, give him a little time, and let it go, naturally it will be fine.
Xiaoqiu was tired, and Wu Ge’s physical therapy naturally stopped. He did not say to leave, no one rushed him, so he, Han Jingfang and Qin Hao, all lived in the small courtyard.
The next morning, Xiaoqiu went down as usual. Except for his pale face, his footsteps were vain, and he could not see the big problem.
She was asked to take a break at home, but she couldn't bear to let Qin Hao follow the class to delay her studies, so she insisted that Qin Qin go to school. When Qin Lan saw her insist, she had to marry Qiu Fen’s nephew, and she went out.
Wu Ge and Han Jingfang two, this is the person who is injured at home, there is no specific task. However, Wu Ge did not stay at home. After breakfast, he greeted Xiaoqiu and took Han Jingfang out.
The sample on the other side of the province is already on the road. If there is no accident, the sample will be received and the phone will be called back. The other party will be able to wholesale the goods immediately. Because there are fresh cantaloupe fruits, and can not be delayed, he will start to find sales now, and when the goods arrive, they can be distributed immediately.
This time, I was fainted, and I was shocked by Xiaoqiu. I told her that although this body is young, she is not allowed to overdraw. She has lived in this life, and she is still young and far from living. I don't want to explain it.
Therefore, she also consciously began to recuperate.
Before, it was a double exhaustion of physical strength, especially the energy and blood loss was too heavy~EbookFREE.me~Learning, I didn’t want to do it for a while, she simply picked up the calligraphy that had not been practiced for a long time, had breakfast, just at the desk. I laid out the paper and didn't use the ink. Instead, I took a piece of ink and rubbed a piece of ink. I went to the pen holder and picked a handy brush to start practicing the big characters.
Her words are Liao Chen and Zheng Qiushi, who are staring and practicing. Although they can't talk much about it, but after more than ten years of accumulation, they have some of their own style. What makes Liao Chen most satisfied is that Xiaoqiu's fonts are not as general as women's, horizontal and vertical, and dignified.
She didn't have a post, and she wrote it casually, and she fell down and read a book about "Da Jing Jing Cheng": Zhang Zhanqi: The difficulty of the husband's side is still difficult. This disease has the same internal and external differences... to the finest things... Boji medical source, diligent and tireless...
A piece of "Da Jing Jing Cheng" was written, and hundreds of words were spilled, and it was discovered that the wrist was sore and sore. Looking up, the shadow has risen to the sky.
Dropping the pen, Xiao Qiufu also coveted a word on the table, still feeling that he had not yet enjoyed himself. So, I changed the big paper, picked a large brush, re-grinded the pen, and wrote four big characters: to the finest.
The four words, ink, and sleek, but also solemn. Xiaoqiu stared for a long time and gently sighed out. This began to clean up the mess on the table and clean the ink.
Look at the time, near noon, Xiaoqiu washes his hands and goes out to find the Qiufen scorpion who is cleaning the warehouse: "Scorpion, eat the pie to eat!"
The pie is not a rare food. It is generally done by women in the North. What about the good Qiufen scorpion is not to mention.
"Oh, ah." Qiufen scorpion promised, put the shackles on his hands, took off his body to clean the hooded hat, walked out of the warehouse, and washed the handles to prepare to start cooking.
"What kind of stuffing do you want to eat? We have pumpkins in our house... The leek can also be separated." Qiu Fen’s nephew asked the opinions of Xiao Qiu with his hands and feet.
Xiaoqiu smiled and said: "Let's have two meals, then let's pick it up, I will cut it."
At the beginning, the gardens opened by the grandfather and the old prince Wang Jianmin in the corner of the small courtyard were planted for several years. The fertility was excellent, and the ridges and leeks were thick and fresh. Every ten days and a half, they could be solved.
The leeks that have just been cut are very tender, with two eggs and a shrimp skin, which is a very delicious leek stuffing. I haven't made a pie yet, and the smell of the leek has floated to the mouth of the alley.
"Will the dumplings? When you enter the hutong, you will smell the scent!" Han Jingfang screamed and stepped in with Wu Ge.
Xiaoqiu Wenyan said with a smile: "You two are just as good as they are, the first pie is just out of the pan!"
Qiu Fen scorpion has long planned to steam steamed buns in the afternoon, so there are more faces. When I saw two more people eating, she went to pick up a piece of noodles. Xiaoqiu also went to the left and right sides of the vegetable garden.
I was afraid that the two big men would eat a lot. Qiufenzi also branded a few vegetarian cakes, fried a green pepper shredded pork, a bud bud egg, and two burritos were excellent.
After eating rice, Xiaoqiu asked about the sales problem of the two people's contact, which is better than she thought. The goods have not seen where they are, and most of them have been scheduled to go out.
Wu Ge and Han Jingfang no longer go out in the afternoon, Xiaoqiu has not let them go, find out the stove that used to be used for barbecue, let Han Jingfang get cleaned by the well platform, then set it up in the yard, burn charcoal with wood, no more After the open fire, Xiaoqiu put the fat chicken and the big meat skewer in it.
She controlled the charcoal firepower to a low level, slowly grilled it, and when it was done, she went into the house and took a nap.
Woke up, the sun is west, look at the clock, it is already 4:30 in the afternoon, almost five o'clock. She was sitting and sitting for a while, and then she pulled the slippers out without delay.
Inside and outside the yard, the aroma of a barbecue is overflowing and coveted.
It’s not a weekend. The older children in the hutong are going to school. There are only three or four small children at the door, squatting at the gate and looking into the small head. A pair of eyes sparkling, and the cockroaches looked at the monster in the middle of the yard. The smell of meat is from this strange thing!
Xiao Qiuyi went out and saw these few small radish heads, looking one by one, could not help but want to laugh.
Simply, she is also very bored looking for something to do, simply beckoning a few small radish heads are called in.
Because of her busy study, she has less time at home. These little radishes only know that they are neighbors, but they can’t name them, and they can’t tell who they are.
But it doesn't matter, the children's trust is extremely easy to establish, one person and one skewer, one by one, the sister and sister are called non-stop, and Xiaoqiu also knows a lot of Mi Xin through several small radish heads.
Among them, a little girl with a scorpion is a granddaughter of Aunt Shi, called Yang Yang. While licking the meat, she said, "I said, your family is the richest in our alley, is your sister? Is your family? How much is it? Is it enough to fill a house?"