Quick travel: The poor little thing in the period novel strikes back

Zhao Ze had been busy for the whole morning and was not too tired, but his arms were a little sore from being stretched all the time, especially the last step of making the quilt, "kneading the cotton".

You need to use a 20-pound round grinding wheel to repeatedly roll and crush the cotton batting to allow the cotton thread and cotton to better blend. Only after this step can the quilt be strong and warm.

This process is not complicated, but it tests arm strength. Zhao Ze worked for a while and even though he was wearing a vest, sweat kept dripping down.

At first, Zhao Ze just wiped the sweat with his arm because he didn't want the sweat to drip onto the cotton wool. Later, he couldn't control himself. Just when he was about to stop and wipe it properly, something warm and soft passed across his forehead.

"Zhao Ze, sit down and take a rest."

When Zhao Ze turned his head, he saw Shi Yan's smiling face, and she was wiping his sweat with a handkerchief.

A wave of heat spread from the soles of his feet upwards. Zhao Ze felt that he was completely cooked. The curve of his mouth could not be suppressed. He coughed twice and brushed his slightly wet hair:

"Oh, it just so happens that I do want to take a break."

Taking the handkerchief from Shi Yan, Zhao Ze wiped it roughly on his face, then sat down on a random stool. Looking at the kitchen knife and half-cut chestnuts on the table beside him, he started to work consciously.

"Don't bother, aren't you tired? I'll do it myself."

"No, no, as long as you can sit down, you can rest. Besides, these are all trivial matters and not tiring."

Zhao Ze dodged to the side, not wanting Shi Yan to touch the kitchen knife in his hand.

Shi Yan didn't want to compete with Zhao Ze at first. She sat there with nothing to do, so she took out her needle and thread again. However, she still paid some attention to Zhao Ze. She saw him holding a kitchen knife and clumsily cutting the chestnut. Either he used too much force and split the chestnut in two, or he cut the small chestnut into many different pieces.

The sight of the chopped chestnuts placed together with the chestnuts that Shi Yan had already cut and placed aside was really unbearable.

Shi Yan couldn't bear it anymore and reached out to grab the knife, but Zhao Ze just changed his hands with the blade facing outwards, and he failed to brake in time, so Shi Yan's palm was directly on the blade.

Bright red blood dripped down the blade onto the table. Although Shi Yan had reduced her strength when she realized something was wrong, the cut on her palm still made her shiver in pain, and tears fell down her face.

"Xiao Lian, it's all my fault. Let's go to the village doctor. Let's go now. I'll carry you. It's all my fault."

Seeing the person in front of him crying in pain, Zhao Ze felt extremely guilty and reached out to carry the person on his back, but Shi Yan choked up and stopped him.

"Zhao Ze, don't be nervous. I know medicine. There are some herbs I transplanted from the mountain over there in the corner. You can pick the fruits and grind them into powder. Apply it on your hands and it will stop the bleeding."

"it is good."

Zhao Ze went to get the herbs, and Shi Yan used water to rinse off the chestnut crumbs on the wound. In fact, Shi Yan could completely use her plant-based abilities to heal the wound, but seeing that Zhao Ze was seriously pounding the herbs, she could only leave the wound like that for the time being and wait for Zhao Ze to come and treat her.

Because he was anxious, Zhao Ze moved quickly. After a while, he walked to Shi Yan's side with the pounded medicine powder. He couldn't hide the heartache in his eyes. He didn't know how to treat illnesses, so he could only sprinkle the medicine powder on the wound carefully little by little, and then tore off a piece of gauze to bandage Shi Yan's wound.

"Xiao Lian, how are you? Are you feeling better after taking the medicine?"

"Well, much better!"

Shi Yan nodded. After applying the medicine, she only felt a slight stinging pain on her palm, but her tears were completely out of control. They were still falling. It looked like she was enduring the pain and pretending to be strong. Zhao Ze felt even more distressed when he saw this.

He pulled Shi Yan's gauze-wrapped hand to his mouth and blew on it, trying to make the person in front of him feel better.

"Xiao Lian, will this make you feel better? You don't have to work recently. Leave it to me if you have anything to do. I will do it for you. Don't touch the water with your hands."

"Zhao Ze, you have to call me sister-in-law." Shi Yan did not respond to Zhao Ze's question, but corrected his address.

Hearing Shi Yan's words, Zhao Ze froze, but still pretended to be calm.

"What sister-in-law? You are two years younger than me! My mother treats you like her own daughter, so it's just right for me to call you Xiaolian. Every time I call you sister-in-law, I feel like I'm calling you old."

Zhao Ze let go of the tender little hand in his hand with some regret, sat back at the table and started to talk to Ban Li, but his heart was in turmoil. From time to time, he glanced at Shi Yan sideways, and only felt relieved when he was sure that he didn't see any unwilling expression from Shi Yan.

After the chestnuts have opened, they will be put into the pot. Shi Yan will direct and Zhao Ze will operate: pour all the chestnuts into a large iron pot, add oil and stir-fry evenly, then add sugar and water and stir-fry, finally cover the pot and simmer until the water evaporates, then open the lid and stir-fry before serving.

"Xiao Lian, I've cooked it. Do you want to try it and see if it tastes good?"

"it is good."

One of Shi Yan's hands was wrapped, making it inconvenient to peel the chestnuts. It was not convenient for her to put the chestnuts down or put them directly into her mouth. If Zhao Ze was not here at the moment, Shi Yan would definitely use vines to break the chestnuts, which would not only keep her hands clean, but also allow her to eat the fragrant and sweet chestnuts.

"Come, Xiaolian, I'll peel it for you and you can just eat it."

Zhao Ze took a large enamel jar, peeled a jar of chestnuts and asked Shi Yan to eat them, then he stood up and continued to complete the last step of making the cotton quilt.

Shi Yan's first new quilt was ready before Liu Cuimiao brought dinner. When Liu Cuimiao learned that Shi Yan's hand was injured, she was naturally heartbroken.

"Xiao Lian, please don't be polite to your brother Ze. Now that your hand is injured, let your brother Ze do any work for you. Don't get involved yourself. Before your hand heals, I will ask your brother Ze to deliver meals and do the housework. If you don't mind, auntie can also give you a hand."

"Aunt, thank you for your help. It's not a serious injury. Maybe it will be healed tomorrow."

"Okay, okay, let's talk about it tomorrow. You two should eat first, and then you can let Brother Ze clean up after you finish eating."

Liu Cuimiao left the space to the two young people and went home happily.

"Xiao Lian, eat first. I'll go boil some water for you. Just wash yourself up at night. I'll stay here for a while. After I re-apply the medicine to you, I'll go home."