One hundred and sixtieth chapters bubbles on the feet

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What's wrong with your feet? Su Wangqin had already pushed open the door of the back room, frowning at her with a pair of thick brows.

Gu Chunzhu was holding his feet and carefully picking up blisters, but he didn't hear the sound of Su Wangqin walking in from the yard after work. When he looked up at him, there were tears in his eyes, which were painful.

An An pointed at Gu Chunzhu's feet and told her father, Mother is in pain, and her feet are bubbling.

Su Wangqin came over and clenched Gu Chunzhu's feet tightly in his hands. Her insteps were very white and tender, but thin calluses emerged on the soles of her feet. There were three blisters on one foot alone. The largest blister was even picked out by Gu Chunzhu and turned into a blood blister, which made him look stuffy.

I've walked a little more today, just pick it out. Gu Chunzhu waved the sewing needle in his hand indifferently, as if he would make persistent efforts.

Su Wangqin took the sewing needle from Gu Chunzhu's hand, turned around and went straight to the kitchen room, turned his head and said to Gu Chunzhu, Don't move, I'll get it for you.

This guy didn't pretend to be that simple and honest farmer, and he dared to order himself. If the soles of his feet weren't really hurting, Gu Chunzhu would get up and show him a ballet movement with his toes on the ground.

After a while, Su Wangqin came over with a pair of scissors, Gu Chunzhu shrank to the inside of the bed in fear, Brother Wang, are you going to use this to cut my blisters!

Yeah. Su Wangqin took out the fire stick, lit the oil lamp, and roasted the scissors on the fire, I'm good at cutting, so it won't hurt.

Gu Chunzhu was muttering, the intersection of scissors and swordsmanship.

Su Wangqin had already grabbed Gu Chunzhu's foot and used the tip of a pair of scissors to puncture the blisters on one of her feet.

And this one. She also stretched out her other foot, which had a blister.

Su Wangqin took care of both her feet and took the golden sore medicine from the mahogany box and sprinkled it on her. The distressed Gu Chunzhu wanted to retract her feet, but Su Wangqin didn't care about Gu Chunzhu's resistance. She put the medicine on her feet and used it clean. The handkerchief wrapped it around her.

Gu Chunzhu was sullenly lying on the bed and didn't want to pay attention to him. This golden sore medicine was so expensive that it was wasted on her small blisters.

However, seeing that Su Wangqin still had mud on his body, he was nervous to pick up blisters for himself before taking a bath, Gu Chunzhu tugged at the sleeves of his winter clothes, Do you know how to eat slaughtered pig rice at noon tomorrow?

Well, I'm eating at Liu's house, you can take the child. I'll go wash first, you stay in bed and don't move, I'll cook dinner. Su Wangqin said and stepped out of the Chaimen.

You... The point is that she hasn't asked which child to take? Gu Chunzhu held his cheeks.

After staying on the bed for a while, the little girl An An was very happy to put her head on Gu Chunzhu's arm for a while and her stomach for a while, and her two little feet were hanging upside down on the wall.

Little fool, you have pulled all the plaster off the wall. Gu Chunzhu gently pulled An An's feet over, put on her shoes and socks and told her to play on the ground.

She could smell the aroma of brown rice. In the evening, besides the bean sprouts, she had to make a cabbage stir-fry. Gu Chunzhu was afraid that Su Wangqin wouldn't make it, so he put on his cloth shoes and went to the kitchen.

Gu Chunzhu lifted the lid of the pot and looked at it, the rice was fragrant, and Xiaocheng cooked the brown rice to a moderate hardness.

She called Xiaocheng to heat another pot, put down the lard and started to fry the bean sprouts, and soaked the vermicelli with hot water.

Chinese cabbage is immersed in the basin for washing vegetables, soak for a while and wait until it is cooked and the water will be enough.

Mother, incense! An An hugged Gu Chunzhu's legs and turned around, her little nose moving.

The firewood was so hot, the bean sprouts quickly became fragrant, and the money I bought was shriveled, and there was still a big bowl. It's just that it doesn't look very good.

She remembered that she had watched a TV series about God of Cooking before, and she made a crystal phoenix with a handful of bean sprouts, a piece of sugar, and a few radishes.

It seems to be taking out a hole the size of an embroidery needle from the middle of the bean sprouts, melted sugar into the juice and stuffed it into the holes of the bean sprouts, and then used the bean sprouts to build a phoenix like a white feather. , and it tasted extraordinarily sweet.

She couldn't make it herself, so Gu Chunzhu shook her head and quickly put the fried bean sprouts in the pot. She pulled out a bean sprout full of soup in the bowl and blew it on the little girl. In his mouth, Come on, try the dishes for your mother!

It's delicious! An An chewed with her mouth, and her eyes fell on the bean sprouts on the table. She sat on the bench obediently, with her arms crossed.

Gu Chunzhu took out the cabbage and cut it into pieces of the same size, frying the cabbage first, then the leaves. When it was almost cooked, he put the fans down and shook the fans with chopsticks to prevent them from sticking together.

Su Wangqin shook off his winter clothes in the yard, washed his face and hands, and when he came in, Gu Chunzhu had prepared the food.

I said let me come. Su Wangqin went to look at her with a bit of distress. This woman doesn't take care of her body so much, she must have forgotten about her illness last time.

An'an Xiaochengniang's fried vermicelli is delicious, you can eat more if it is delicious. Gu Chunzhu gave each of his two children a chopstick of vermicelli, but the other dowries didn't hear Su Wangqin's words.

The children also ate sweetly. Su Wangqin reluctantly sat down and finished the whole bowl of rice, and sighed helplessly in his heart, the food she cooked was indeed better than his!

After dinner, Gu Chunzhu asked who was going to eat with her when she wiped the faces of the two little guys.

Killing pig rice, Xiaocheng humbly said to stay at home, An An is a greedy and happy to follow.

Gu Chunzhu thought about coming back tomorrow to cook egg fried rice for Xiaocheng alone, so he couldn't lose him.

That night, Gu Chunzhu fell asleep early, but the man who was sleeping beside her woke up several times and gave her the golden sore medicine on the blisters on the soles of her feet several times. Most of the medicine in the bottle was used up.

Early in the morning, the sky outside was white with fish belly, and Gu Chunzhu got up.

Yeah, is it scabbed? Gu Chunzhu glanced at the soles of his feet when he got up and put on his socks in the morning, and found that the scabs had already scabbed over. Although it still hurts a bit, it must be less painful when he went to help out today.

She ate the sweet potatoes from the pot and left, locking the firewood door.

Brother and sister, it's so early. Zhao Dafu's family had a pig to be killed, and Mrs. Fu couldn't handle it alone, so he didn't go to work at Liu's house. He stayed at home and tied a pig and Mrs. Fu brought it up. One person carried the pig's two front legs, and the other carried the rear legs. It was very heavy, and it took a few steps to rest.

The pigs in his family are very well raised, and Mrs. Fu and Da Zhuang usually don't have much trouble at home, so they only cut pig grass and raise pigs. This pig weighs 250 pounds.

Sister-in-law, let me help you.

Chunzhu, I won't bother you if it's very heavy. Sister Fu and Zhao Dafu stopped for a while, and the pig was laid on the ground and felt that death was coming, and screamed.

It's okay. Gu Chunzhu joined the pig-raising team.

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