"No, I can do it." Qi Yaoyao looked at Chen Zhouheng with lacquer and mo's eyes and said seriously, "You'd better go to the yamen!" His voice was soft and glutinous, without any momentum, and less convincing.

"Have your heart meridians been well? Can you do this heavy work?" Chen Zhouheng said with his eyes full of worry.

"Didn't Lu Ming tell you? Her illness has been cured long ago." Chen said to him sarcastically.

"Give me your hand." Chen Zhouheng's eyes fell on Qi Yaoyao's left hand and said, "Only he could take the pulse himself, he could feel at ease."

"I'm really fine, let's talk about it later!" Qi Yaoyao glanced at Chen's eyes.

Chen Zhou stretched out his hand at her and stopped in the air stubbornly without moving. "Give it to me." The amber pupils stared at Qi Yaoyao's white little face without blinking.

Chen couldn't see it anymore and spoke, "Qi took your pulse, but it was only a short moment. What are you doing?"

Qi Yaoyao looked at the mother and son helplessly, her eyes turned around on them, and she stretched out her hand that was half-stood with water.

Chen Zhouheng raised her arm with his left hand and put three fingers on her wrist with his right hand. His eyes lit up, "Huh!"

"What's wrong? Isn't it right?" Chen asked at him worriedly.

"It's OK, it's too good." Chen Zhouheng said without any concealing his surprise, "According to the prescription I prescribe, I have to take two or three months, but now my pulse is all cured." He looked at Qi Yaoyao without blinking.

"Uh... Maybe I'm in good health!" Qi Yaoyao looked at him with shiny eyes and said in vain.

Chen is really a powerful executor in this regard. He stared at her and couldn't even fall into it secretly.

She could only pinch her nose and drank two more pieces of medicine. Chen, who wanted to continue to catch the medicine, asked Qi Yaoyao to give up on the grounds that she would not disturb the county magistrate!

"It's good if you're done, you don't need to get medicine, you can save money!" Chen said happily at them.

Qi Yaoyao took the opportunity to pull her hand back, but was caught by Chen Zhou's quick-witted hand again, his eyes locked on her hand and said, "Open."

"Uh..." Qi Yaoyao deliberately pretended to be stupid and said, "What?"

"Stretch your hand." Chen Zhou pointed his hand with his chin and said.

"What are you doing when you stretch it out? I don't have anything in my hand." Qi Yaoyao's dark and thick eyes that could not be dissolved ink said casually at him.

"Stretch out." Shenzhou looked at Qi Yaoyao with a dip in the cross-section.

Qi Yaoyao turned his face away and slowly spread his hand that he was holding.

"What's wrong with this hand? I have to let you..." Chen covered his mouth with a whimper. Qi Yaoyao's fair little hand shaved five large blisters. The water shaking inside could be seen transparently.

Qi Yaoyao complained in her heart: Oh... it's really not that I want to 'reproach', your son's eyes are too sharp.

She really didn't mean to be a little white flower, she was so delicate.

Qi Yaoyao opened her mouth and finally chose to shut up.

"Who will tell me what's going on now?" Chen Zhouheng asked in a deep voice with his deep eyes turned around on the two of them.

"This Qi is really good. Why don't you say anything after you have polished your hands? I'll pick it up for you and just apply some medicine." Chen said briskly again, "I'll go get the medicine now." He turned around and applied oil to the soles of his feet to escape.

"Mom!" Chen Zhouheng looked at Chen's back with a sharp look.

Chen twisted her body, wandered her eyes away from her sharp gaze and said, "How could I know that her body is so delicate, just hoe the ground, and she grinds her hands like this."

"Hoke the ground?" Chen Zhouheng suddenly raised his voice.

The sound was like thunder, which scared Qi Yaoyao to tremble.

"I asked Qi to choose this hoe and weaving cloth, and she chose the hoe, regardless of my business." Chen said quietly with his neck shrank.

"Weaving cloth?" Chen Zhouheng said in a low voice, closing his eyes. Yaoyao was here, and there was something he couldn't say. Let's talk to his mother again.

Chen straightened up and said simply, "What's wrong with hoeing the ground and weaving cloth? I haven't done this before. What's wrong with it? I can't do it! Isn't it just grinding and soaking? It'll be fine after a few days, and you won't be afraid of grinding into cocoons."

Then he waved his hand and urged, "Okay, I'll treat her blisters immediately. Don't worry, go to the front office to handle official business!"

"Let me water this place when I come back! Whose house is watering the ground at noon?" Chen Zhouheng, who was still in motion, looked at Qi Yaoyao with crystal clear eyes like amber and said softly.

"The blisters are not broken yet, and it can't be broken by the ground as big as a palm!" Chen took a deep breath, and he was really disgusted. "Your mother, I carried the water and walked for seven or eight miles, but I didn't feel as sad as I saw you."

Qi Yaoyao's lips twitched when she heard this. Is this kid really stupid or fake stupid? I can't tell that Chen's jealous jar should have been knocked over by the jealous jar.

Qi Yaoyao's ancient well Wubo's deep eyes looked at him and said, "I can."

She must come out little by little, let them adapt to their current self and her strength to have excuses to improve their lives.

She was so fed up with the lack of water. Now she felt her stomach was empty and her feet were unstable.

"I'll do these rough work." Chen Zhouheng lowered his voice and said softly.

But I'm used to loud voices, and it still sounds loud.

Qi Yaoyao lowered her eyes and complained in her heart: I didn’t see that Chen’s head was starting to get angry.

"I'll do it!" Qi Yaoyao looked at him firmly and said, bent down and continued to water with a scoop of water.

Chen looked at Qi Yaoyao, who was quite sensible, and pushed the sunken boat across the road, "Go away quickly, you can't get tired of this work." He directly pushed him out of the yard.

"Wait! Mom, please let me change my official uniform at least!" Chen Zhouheng turned around and looked at her and said.

Chen looked at his short brown dress and said, "Hurry changing your clothes."

Chen turned around and looked at Qi Yaoyao obediently watering, and nodded in satisfaction.

Chen Zhou walked to Qi Yaoyao in three or two steps, snatched the ladle from her hand, and scooped a ladle of water, "Splash it quickly."

Bang... a scoop of water poured into the vegetable field.

Seeing this, Qi Yaoyao's face was covered in black lines and looked at the vegetable field that was splashed with water.

Childish guy, self-righteous, is asking for trouble!

"I'm going to die, you can throw the seedlings to death." Chen rushed over and took away the ladle from his hand.

"It hasn't sprouted yet? Where did the seedlings come from?" Chen Zhouheng said, looking at the vegetable field.

"That handful of seeds were splashed out." Chen said, pointing to the vegetable field.

"The seeds are not that fragile." Chen Zhouheng bent down and lifted the bucket.

"You...what are you doing?" Chen said, looking at him with a drastically changing face.
Chapter completed!