Traveling through time and space to meet a replacement bride? But I’m a man!

Look back.

It was Chen Sanlin who came. The backpack behind him was still there, and you could see several rabbits in it.

"Forget it, we don't want it anymore." Chen Sanlin stared at Zhao Tiezhu and said coldly, then pulled Xu Wenyan into his arms to protect her: "Zhao Tiezhu, we will fight on our own from now on, and no one has to follow anyone else."

After saying that, Chen Sanlin took Xu Wenyan and Xiaohu away.

What he meant was that the two families would draw a clear line between themselves from now on. Originally, Zhao Tiezhu had been following Chen Sanlin for a living, so this commotion could be considered as getting rid of a burden.

If you say Zhao Tiezhu is stupid, his logic is strict when he argues. If you say he is smart, how could he not understand the principle of eating one meal at a time and eating every other meal?

And it happened during this sensitive period when the mountains were blocked by heavy snow.

The atmosphere on the road was very heavy, and Xiaohu went straight back to his home. It was not right for him to stay here and speak for any of his brothers.

After Xu Wenyan returned home, he sat by the fireplace. The autumn pear paste in the pot would be ready in a few minutes.

Looking at Xu Wenyan who was sitting on a small stool with an unhappy face, Chen Sanlin also brought a small stool and placed it behind him. He put his big hands around Xu Wenyan, leaned his head on his slightly thin shoulders and whispered, "Are you angry with me?"

Xu Wenyan shook his head and said nothing.

He was either angry at Chen Sanlin or he had always taken advantage of others since he was a child. He was also a little angry at himself for being an undergraduate student after all, but how could he be doing so poorly in this poor mountain village.

Chen Sanlin thought for a while and he really didn't know how to coax her: "Then I've thought about the reward you promised me last time. I want you to not be so sad, okay?"

Feeling the warm breath hitting his neck, Xu Wenyan felt a tingling sensation coming up.

I didn't expect that Chen Sanlin is still a pure and innocent person.

"Puchi. Hahahaha." It was somewhat funny when I thought about the tall guy behind me, who was about 1.9 meters tall, acting coquettishly and asking me not to be angry.

"Not angry anymore?" Chen Sanlin raised his head and looked sideways at Xu Wenyan.

"Why are you so angry? Get out of the way. I want to start cooking."

Xu Wenyan also thought about the pros and cons of this matter. It would be peaceful to get rid of such a profit-seeking person. It would be best if Zhao Tiezhu's family did not ask anything of him in the future, otherwise he would definitely return today's grievances many times over.

When the lid of the pot was lifted, a rich sweet aroma lingered in the room. Xu Wenyan stirred the autumn pear paste inside. Although it was a little mushy, it was not a big problem.

Such a big pot of pear juice can only produce two bowls of autumn pear paste.

I made two bowls of freshly boiled autumn pear paste for the little ones. It was the first time for the children to drink this sweet soup. The smiles on their faces melted as soon as they took a sip.

"How is it?" Seeing that the children didn't say anything after drinking, Xu Wenyan thought that his research had failed.

"It's delicious, sweet, fragrant and has the taste of pear." Rong Xiaoliu praised hurriedly.

"That's fine, what do you think, Rongrong?"

Rongrong was holding the bowl and sipping the drink: "It's very sweet."

Xu Wenyan touched the little girl's head and said, "That's fine. I've made the clothes for you and put them on the bed. Go and see if they fit you."

After saying that, Xu Wenyan walked towards Zhou's house carrying a bowl of autumn pear paste.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Wang Cuijuan bandaging Zhou Jianye's wound.

Xu Wenyan frowned when he saw it, put the Qiuli Paste on the table and walked over: "Second Uncle, why is your leg injured like this?"

"Wen Yan is here, come and sit down." Zhou Jianye patted the side of his bed.

"A few days ago, I went up the mountain to pick up some firewood and accidentally fell." Wang Cuijuan wanted to roll up the cloth strip but was stopped by Xu Wenyan.

"Aunt, you can't keep wrapping it like this. Look, the bruised area is inflamed, and I think there's pus inside." Although Xu Wenyan looked calm, he still admired Zhou Jianye. This kind of wound would be really painful, and if not handled properly, it would probably cause a fever.

Many people in ancient times died in this way.

Wang Cuijuan was shocked to hear Xu Wenyan say that it seemed very serious, but Zhou Jianye hadn't cried out in pain in the past few days, so she thought it was nothing serious: "Then, what should we do about this?"

"Aunt, do you have any white wine at home?" Disinfection is necessary at this time.

"No, he, the boss, never drinks."

Xu Wenyan looked around and said, "Then aunt, go to the village chief's house and borrow some white wine and bring back half a bowl."

"Okay, okay." Wang Cuijuan did not dare to delay, picked up the bowl and ran towards the door.

Xu Wenyan first lit a fire, boiled water and then went back to check on Zhou Jianye.

"Second uncle, you are such a fool. Why don't you go to Wang Deshun to get some medicine if it's so serious?" Xu Wenyan felt creepy looking at the blue wound. How painful it must have been to fall down. The knee was swollen like a big bun. The couple were so careless.

"All the money in the family has been used to buy medicine for your aunt. I..."

"Money is more important, or life? If it's not handled properly, not only will your leg be broken, you might even lose your life." Xu Wenyan gently pinched the swollen area.

Zhou Jianye gritted his teeth in pain: "Hiss, it's so serious."

"How can I still lie to you, my second uncle?"

After the water boiled, Xu Wenyan first wet his towel and then wiped it. During this time, Xu Wenyan felt that Zhou Jianye was about to faint from the pain, but he held on tightly.

After a while, Wang Cuijuan came back: "Wen Yan, white wine."

After placing the white wine on the stool, Xu Wenyan used it for the first disinfection.

Zhou Jianye swallowed and said, "Wen Yan, does this hurt?"

Xu Wenyan smiled at Zhou Jianye and shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

As the alcohol touched the bruise, Zhou Jianye felt as if countless needles were piercing his skin: "Hiss." Xu Wenyan could see that Zhou Jianye's veins were bulging from biting his teeth.

"Ouch, Wen Yan, please be gentle." Wang Cuijuan was about to cry when she saw this.

Xu Wenyan rolled his eyes in his heart, how could this be taken lightly?

After the disinfection was completed, Xu Wenyan touched their family's kitchen knife again and then burned it on the fire.

"No, what are you doing?" Wang Cuijuan was frightened when she saw Xu Wenyan coming in with a knife.

"There is pus in the wound, it needs to be drained out." In order to stop Wang Cuijuan from worrying about it, Xu Wenyan assigned her another task: "Aunt, go to my house and ask Xiaohua to boil some golden peony that we picked together in the fall."

Wang Cuijuan didn't say anything but just rushed out. She felt really sad watching her husband suffer.

Zhou Jianye's heart trembled as he looked at the knife in Xu Wenyan's hand: "I'm afraid this will be a bit painful."

"Just a little, just a little bit." Xu Wenyan took advantage of Zhou Jianye's lack of reaction and cut the wound cleanly with a knife. Then he quickly squeezed the pus out of the wound with a cloth soaked in alcohol.

“Hiss, ah——!”

Zhou Jianye's voice echoed throughout the house.

After a while, Zhou Jianjia and He Xianhua came in with weapons in their hands: "Second brother, what's going on? Is there a thief?"

The two entered the room and saw that it was Xu Wenyan.

"What are you doing here?" He Xianhua looked at Xu Wenyan with sharp eyes.

"To treat an illness."

Zhou Jianjia walked over and asked: "What disease are you treating that requires a knife?"

Xu Wenyan made way for him: "Then you come, uncle."

Seeing his brother in pain, Zhou Jianjia didn't know what to do.

"Wen Yan, go on." Although it hurt, he could still bear it. He thought about what would happen if he lost his legs in the future. He wouldn't be able to work in the fields properly.

But when he saw Xu Wenyan pick up the glass of white wine again, Zhou Jianye took a deep breath.

"Second uncle..."

Zhou Jianye closed his eyes: "Stop talking, come on."

Then there was another howl of pain.

Wang Cuijuan heard the noise and ran home with the fried golden wine: "Boss, are you okay?"

Zhou Jianye: “…”

Do I look okay to you?

After applying the boiled angelica sinensis and bandaging it, the pain gradually eased.

The main function of this external application of Rhizoma Curcumae is to promote blood circulation, remove blood stasis, reduce swelling and relieve pain. Of course, whether it can be cured depends on Zhou Jianye's luck. After all, Xu Wenyan is not a doctor, so he can't say for sure.

Looking at the people chattering inside, Xu Wenyan quietly retreated.