The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

Xiao Hei had taken a bath a few times when he was a child. At that time, Zicheng always liked to hug him and let him go to bed. Ye Xiuying was afraid of fleas, so she often bathed Xiao Hei. But later, Xiao Hei grew up and became bigger and bigger, so they locked him in an iron cage. After not giving him a bath for a long time, he became very resistant to taking a bath. Wen Qingcheng and Ye Xiuying alone could not bathe him at all.

In winter, Xiao Hei's fur became tangled. I didn't wash it then because I was afraid it would be cold. Now it is May, and I am not afraid of it getting cold even if I bathe it in the yard.

Ye Xiuying found two pieces of torn sheets to wipe its body, and also found an iron comb to comb its hair after washing.

Ah Falcon watched Mo Jinghong diligently lead the dog to the backyard and chat and laugh with Wen Qingcheng. He suddenly felt that his son was really fascinated by Wen Qingcheng. Who would believe it if he told others that his son was actually washing a dog? He had never done such a job!

Xiao Hei didn't want to take a bath. As soon as he got wet, he started howling and struggled to run away. He was controlled by Mo Jinghong's long legs. After his whole body was wet, he resigned himself to letting Wen Qingcheng wash him.

Ah Shun also went over to help scrub his body. Ye Xiuying wet a rag and went to wash Xiao Hei's face and wipe his head.

The four of them worked together and finally finished washing the 60-kilogram mastiff. Mo Jinghong was still pinching Xiao Hei's neck, "Get away from me, I'm going to let go."

Wen Qingcheng and the others knew that Xiao Hei liked to shake his fur after taking a bath, so they quickly stepped aside. The next second, Mo Jinghong let go of the dog and ran to the side. Xiao Hei shook his fur vigorously. You know what, after shaking it, the fur was much drier. Ye Xiuying covered it with a torn sheet and wiped its body.

The sun in May was very hot, Xiao Hei ran around the yard a few times and finished the job in a short time. Wen Qingcheng wanted to comb the dog's hair, but Xiao Hei seemed to have a shadow and refused to let Wen Qingcheng catch him.

Mo Jinghong stepped forward to control Xiao Hei. Facing Mo Jinghong, Xiao Hei did not even struggle in the face of absolute strength. He lay obediently on the ground and let Wen Qingcheng comb his hair. The hair he combed was piled all over the ground.

Ah Falcon looked at the two people who were working in perfect harmony, his mouth opened wide in an O shape, and he thought to himself, isn't his son a germaphobe? How could he be so happy with all the dog hair on his body?

Xiao Hei's hair had been combed and was shiny and fluffy. He was very human-like and knew that he was clean. Everyone liked him. He pounced on Mo Jinghong, then Ye Xiuying, and frolicked around the yard.

"Young Master, it's time to go." Ah Falcon saw Mo Jinghong's reluctance and reminded him.

Mo Jinghong restrained his smile. Yes, he had to leave eventually. He had important business to attend to and could not stay in Qinghe County for too long. However, he would come back after he was done with this busy period.

Mo Jinghong went back to his room to change his clothes. A Falcon had already loaded all the luggage into the car. Wen Qingcheng used the excuse of going back to her room to change clothes and never came down again.

She didn't come down until she heard the carriage leaving the gate. She didn't dare to face the separation. Whether in her past life or this life, she seemed to have a fear of separation. The closer the person was, the more afraid she was.

Ye Xiuying entered the house and saw Wen Qingcheng coming out, sitting in the yard petting the dog, looking distraught.

"Qingcheng, you didn't even go to see Chuyi off, and you acted so cold. I was very disappointed when I didn't see you when he left." Ye Xiuying sighed softly. She knew her daughter's feelings for Mo Jinghong, but Mo Jinghong might not fully understand it and thought she was a heartless and emotionless person.

"I'm afraid of separation..." Wen Qingcheng stood there and kept stroking the dog's head.

"You obviously care about him a lot. If you don't come to see him off, he won't know that you are afraid of separation. He will just think that you don't care. Chuyi will be very sad."

Will Chuyi be sad? Wen Qingcheng trembled when she heard this. She was afraid to watch him leave, but she was even more afraid that he would misunderstand her.

Wen Qingcheng no longer hesitated and rode her horse all the way to the thatched pavilion outside the village. She could only see the wheels raising dust from afar. Wen Qingcheng watched Mo Jinghong and his servant's carriage go farther and farther away. She didn't know when they would meet again. If they met again, would he already have a lot of children?

Wen Qingcheng suddenly chased in the direction the carriage went like a madman. She ran for more than 500 meters and finally squatted on the ground, looking at the fallen flowers and leaves crushed in the mud by the wheels, feeling sad.

How she wanted to tell him that she couldn't bear to leave him, but what was the use? He came from a powerful family, a class she could never cross. Their statuses were so different, how could she expect to be together for a long time?

This is where Wen Qingcheng is conflicted. Even if she believes that everyone is equal, is that really the case? Can her generation’s efforts help them transcend class boundaries? Can two people who love each other overcome all difficulties and stay together forever?

She had studied psychology in her previous life, and she understood human nature too well. Love would not last forever, especially for a rich man like him, who had to face too many temptations every day and was helpless.

Wen Qingcheng rode home on horseback and met Aunt Song Jiao in the village. "Hey? Aunt. I thought you looked like me from a distance." Wen Qingcheng stopped her horse and greeted her.

Song Jiao said with joy, "Qingcheng, your mother brought me that donkey-hide gelatin cake last night. It's so delicious. My family loves it. I heard that you spent two days and two nights to make it."

"Yeah, wait till I make some more and send you some more."

"It's not easy for you to make that little donkey hide glue, and a piece of donkey hide is not cheap. I heard your mother say that it cost 700 coins, and she really gave it to you. Donkey hide is not that expensive. Your mother said that on purpose because she wanted to. A larger donkey hide costs at most 500 coins, and some smaller ones are only 400 coins."

"This is also the first time I buy it. Who would have thought of this?" Wen Qingcheng said. In fact, it doesn't matter if I spend a little more money this time. When I do it for a long time in the future, I will definitely find a partner.

"I was just on my way to your house, but I ran into you, so I won't go over. Here are some multi-grain steamed buns I just made. You can take them back."

"Please go sit at my aunt's house. You worked so hard to make these, why did you give me so many? It's not easy to steam a pot of steamed buns in such a hot day. There are many people in your family, so I will only take two or three."

After some pushing and shoving between the two, Wen Qingcheng couldn't resist Song Jiao and had to accept it with a smile.

Wen Qingcheng got on the horse and returned home. Ye Xiuying saw Wen Qingcheng coming back with a cloth bag and asked, "Did you catch up with Chuyi and the others?"

"No." Wen Qingcheng gave a bitter smile.

Ye Xiuying also felt a little regretful. She knew that the two young people were in love, but this was the way the world was. Her daughter was at an age when she was very sentimental, and it was really difficult for her to keep her heart and face the reality calmly.

It's a pity that such a good daughter has been abandoned by the villagers. It will be difficult for her to find a good partner in the future unless she knows everything about him. These things are not suitable to be mentioned to my daughter now, so I changed the topic to divert her attention.

"What are you holding in your hand?" Ye Xiuying asked.