Traveling through time as a peasant girl, buying a husband and raising a child

At noon, Mu Jiaojiao cooked a large pot of noodles with scallion oil, and then brought it to the yard, calling all the new guests in the guest rooms to eat together.

Everyone ate with gusto. Although the ingredients were simple, the taste was different after being prepared by Mu Jiaojiao.

Especially Xia Xiao, who now has almost seven or eight teeth, grabbed the noodles in the small bowl in front of him with his hands and slurped them up, filling his mouth and face with them.

Mu Jiaojiao didn't care about him. She had never taken care of a child before, but she still felt that children should be educated from a young age and should not develop the bad habit of chasing after them to feed them.

"My Lady, this is so good..."

Xia Xiao can now speak more fluently. Although he still cannot express long words, he can still speak simple sentences in full.

"Hahaha...If it tastes good, eat more, little cat."

Mu Jiaojiao couldn't help but smile when she saw his silly look and greasy face. She didn't mind his chubby and dirty face and poked it.

"Cat...good times."

Xia Xiao saw his mother laughing happily, so he also laughed and said something, although no one understood him.

"Xiao Xiao'er is so well behaved. Madam Mu has raised him well."

Zhao Jianjia looked at Xia Xiao who was sitting alone on a stool eating beside her, and she couldn't help but admire Mu Jiaojiao.

She was speaking the truth. She had seen her younger brothers and sisters, who were four or five years old and still being chased by their nannies to be fed, but none of them was as well-behaved as Xia Xiao.

"Miss Jianjia hasn't seen his skin yet."

Although Mu Jiaojiao's words were unpleasant, there was a hint of doting smile on her face. She didn't know because she had never raised a child, but this child should be considered well-behaved, right?

"What kind of child is not noisy?"

Zhao Jianjia touched Xia Xiao's little face and said happily, "This baby's face is really nice to touch."

"Mother, Zhao'er won't make any noise."

Suddenly, Xia Zhao, who was sitting next to Mu Jiaojiao and eating noodles quietly, looked at her and said something. After he finished speaking, he seemed to realize what he had done, and his face suddenly turned red.

He straightened his face, lowered his head embarrassedly, and ate the noodles in the bowl politely.

"Pfft...yes, yes, our Zhao kid is the best."

Mu Jiaojiao paused, then looked at Xia Zhao, who was too embarrassed to raise his head, and laughed out loud.

"Hahaha……"

The others at the table couldn't help laughing when they saw Xia Zhao, who always acted like a little adult, showing such an expression.

"Eat quickly, my lady."

Seeing this, Xia Jin touched Xia Zhao's head, and then spoke gently to Mu Jiaojiao.

"Ah."

Mu Jiaojiao looked at him and nodded, and stopped making fun of Xia Zhao, the little straight boy.

Everyone had a hearty lunch in this joyful atmosphere.

*

Inside the pharmacy, Xia Jin sat upright on the couch.

Mu Jiaojiao was busy on the side, and Wushuang was helping her. Mainly, Mu Jiaojiao wanted Wushuang to use his internal energy to help Xia Jin force out the poison.

This time, Mu Jiaojiao did not call Meng He. After all, Xia Jin had a special identity and the poison she was infected with was rare. Although the detoxification would take a long time, the procedure was not complicated, so Mu Jiaojiao did not call him.

"I will give your master the antidote in a quarter of an hour. Then you can use your energy to guide the poisonous blood from his heart to his ten fingers."

Mu Jiaojiao gave Wushuang detailed instructions, saying that this poison was very powerful and no mistakes could be made.

"Yes, Mistress."

Wushuang replied to Mu Jiaojiao a little excitedly and nervously. This was related to his master's life, how could he remain calm?

"Wushuang, just do as my wife says, it's no big deal."

Xia Jin noticed that his subordinate's limbs were so stiff that they were like hands and feet, and then he comforted him.

Although he was a little nervous and a little happy inside, his facial expression did not change, as if the poison could not be cured or not and it would not affect him at all.

However, only he knew how uneasy he was after having his bones and muscles corroded by this poison for years. Now that the day had finally come when the poison could be cured.

"Yes, master."

Wushuang replied to Xia Jin dryly again, and then seemed to feel that he needed to say something else, so he added another sentence.

"Wushuang will definitely not let down the mistress's trust."

The main reason is that in Wushuang's eyes, Mu Jiaojiao trusts him to do such a big thing that concerns the master's life.

"Ah."

Xia Jin also nodded, then turned to look at Mu Jiaojiao, his eyes settled, and said to his wife: "Madam, let's start!"

"it is good."

Mu Jiaojiao looked at him when she heard that, then walked closer to him, put her jade hand into Xia Jin's clenched big hand and squeezed it.

"Don't worry, I'm here!"

Mu Jiaojiao looked at him, her voice calm and soothing.

"Okay, my wife is here."

When Xia Jin heard Mu Jiaojiao's low and confident words, her tense body gradually relaxed.

He still has a wife! He's not afraid!

Seeing that he had relaxed a lot, Mu Jiaojiao felt at ease and gave him the prepared "Mu Lanxin" to take first.

"Wushuang, use your energy to dissipate the effects of Ajin's medicine."

Mu Lanxin can protect Xia Jin's heart meridians, so it is best to take it first.

"Yes, Mistress."

As soon as Mu Jiaojiao finished speaking, Wushuang sat cross-legged behind Xia Jin and used his internal energy to help Xia Jin take effect of the medicine.

After about half a cup of tea, Mu Jiaojiao held Xia Jin's wrist and felt her pulse, and felt that the time was almost up.

He was then given a mixture of 'Wandujie' and 'Seven-Colored Poison Spider' medicine to drink.

"Wushuang, start forcing the poison out from the heart meridian."

Mu Jiaojiao was also nervous at this time. This poison was powerful, and the antidote was naturally powerful as well. He was afraid that something might happen to Xia Jin.

But she didn't show any sign of it. Everything seemed to be under control. She concentrated on observing Xia Jin's situation.

Upon hearing this, Wushuang also cooperated to force out the poison. As Wushuang's internal force was input, large, crystal clear beads of sweat appeared on Xia Jin's forehead because of the pain. The sweat fell from her face and wet her clothes.

Wushuang slowly moved his hand, forcing the poisonous blood from Xia Jin's heart to his ten fingers. When Mu Jiaojiao saw the poisonous blood gathering in her ten fingers, she swung the needle with one hand, and in a flash, her ten fingers were pierced by the silver needle.

I saw drops of black blood with a hint of blue flowing down from his ten fingers.

Xia Jin's face, which had been slightly rosy a few days ago, suddenly turned pale.

"Wushuang, don't stop."

When Mu Jiaojiao saw this, she felt a little distressed. After all, this was her man, and it was painful for her to see him doing this. However, this was a critical moment and she couldn't stop.

Wushuang said nothing upon hearing this, but continued to precisely control his internal energy, forcing the poisonous blood from Xia Jin's heart meridian to his ten fingers over and over again.

"Wushuang, that's enough."

About half an hour had passed. Mu Jiaojiao saw that the blood on Xia Jin's ten fingers had finally returned to its normal red color, and then she called Wushuang to stop.

After hearing Mu Jiaojiao's words, Wushuang slowly stopped channeling his internal energy and lowered his slightly stiff arms. His face was not very good at this time. After all, concentrating on channeling his internal energy had consumed a huge amount of energy both physically and mentally.

Mu Jiaojiao quickly ran over to support Xia Jin. Although the poison in Xia Jin had been mostly removed, his face was abnormally pale due to excessive blood loss.

His lips were still tinged with purple, and if it weren't for the faint rise and fall of his chest, he would have looked like he was dead.

"Madam, the master?"

Seeing this, Wushuang asked Mu Jiaojiao worriedly. It was not that he did not trust Mu Jiaojiao's medical skills, but his master's condition was very bad.

"It's okay. He just lost too much blood. The poison was expelled so quickly that his body hasn't adapted to it yet."

Mu Jiaojiao explained that this method was indeed a bit faster, but the poison was too strong and there was no other way.

And I had to use the Wandujie drug myself, otherwise it would be difficult to eliminate the poison.

"Hold him for a bit, I'll give him some medicine."

Wushuang obediently raised his hand to support his master. Mu Jiaojiao took out a bottle of transparent yellow medicine from her sleeve, opened the master's mouth with her hands, and poured it into the master's mouth.

Wushuang: "..." Isn't the mistress a little rude? !

Forgive him for the gentle and considerate way the ladies in Yudu fed the medicine he saw.