Chapter 17 Treating Feet

Ye Anyian smiled subconsciously.

　　Whether it was in this life or in the previous life, he couldn't remember how long he hadn't laughed.

　　He brought a basket full of small fish to Jiang Zhu, but Jiang Zhu stared at him, frozen in place.

Just now, that was...

　　Jiang Zhu was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses. He was burned by Ye Anian's flashing smile.

　　It's like a ray of sunshine suddenly shines through the sky covered with dark clouds.

　　The sunshine was warm and gentle, penetrating through the layers of dark clouds and shining directly into his heart.

　　"look."

　　Ye Annian's voice rang in his ears again, and Jiang Zhu's hand hanging in his sleeve secretly pinched into his palm.

　　"So much? You guys have gained a lot this time."

　　He suppressed his emotions, took the heavy bamboo basket from Ye Anyian's hand, and welcomed several people into the yard.

　　A basket full of small fish and more than half a basket of clams weighed seven or eight kilograms in total.

　　Several people gathered around the courtyard, and Zhao Le told Jiang Zhu about the strange things happening today.

　　Jiang Zhu listened with a smile throughout, and finally touched Fu Zai's head and praised: "Our Fu Zai has the word "Fu" in his name, so he must be a lucky baby."

　　"Yes...it's good luck." Fu Zai's face turned red, it was the first time he was praised by so many people.

　　There were a lot of small fish and clams, and at Zhao Le's strong request, each gave half to Ye Anyian and the others.

　　Ye Annian always felt uneasy looking at the large pots full of river fresh food.

　　After all, he, Fu Zai and Ding Qiu didn't do much. It was Zhao Le and Shitou who caught the fish and touched the clams this afternoon.

　　"Then it's only because of Fu Zai's credit that we can catch so many fish. If you're so open-minded, I won't ask you to go fishing for clams with me next time." Zhao Le said simply.

　　"Okay then." Ye Annian had no choice but to accept it, thinking about what to bring back next time.

　　At this time, Jiang Zhu walked out carrying two large bags of dried wolfberries.

　　Ye Anian understood the idea and gave Zhao Le the wolfberry, asking him to take it back and soak it in water to drink.

　　The two rejected it for a while, but Zhao Le finally accepted it and said with a smile: "If it's done, I'll accept it and come back to you in two days."

　　The stone was also placed at the door, and he reluctantly said goodbye to Fu Zai.

　　"Fuzai, I'll come back to you next time and bring you a top to play with."

　　Fuzai looked at him with bright eyes and nodded repeatedly: "Okay!"

　　Then he asked, "Can you take Brother Qiu to play?"

　　Shitou was not a stingy child either. He patted his chest and said, "Let's play together!"

　　Fu Zai was happy and pulled Ding Qiu to talk about tops.

　　He had never played with a spinning top, but he had only seen Ye Anbo play it.

　　A small wooden knot can swish and turn with a whip. It's amazing.

　　After sending Zhao Le and Shitou away, Jiang Zhu invited Ye Anyian, Fu Zai and Ding Qiu to go into the house to drink rock sugar, snow pear and white fungus soup.

　　"It just simmered for a while and is still drying in the pot, just waiting for you to come back."

The table has been set up in the main room, and four people sat down around it, each with a bowl.

　　The snow pear and tremella soup is crystal clear. The snow pear pieces are cut into evenly sized pieces, all peeled off, and some wolfberries are put in it. They are bright red and very beautiful.

　　Ye Annian scooped up a spoonful. It was sweet and sticky in the mouth, and the pear chunks still retained some crisp texture. The taste was very good.

　　"This soup has the effect of moistening the lungs and relieving coughs. There are a lot of colloids in the white fungus, which can also nourish yin and nourish the skin. It is a good thing."

　　Jiang Zhu slowly drank the soup from his bowl and looked at the two younger ones: "We have taken advantage of your brother Ye, and we are not allowed to leave a bowl for each of us."

　　The soup was so delicious, even if he didn't tell anyone, no one would be left with it. Both Fu Zai and Ding Qiu's bowls were so clean that they didn't even need to clean them.

　　Ye Anyian finished the tremella soup in his bowl and stood up to clean up the dishes for the four of them.

　　Jiang Zhu also stood up to help him, and the two of them cooperated tacitly, one cleaning the dishes and the other cleaning the table.

　　Somehow, Ye Annian always felt that Jiang Zhu was in a very good mood today, and it was different from usual.

　　After everything was packed up, it was already dark.

　　Jiang Zhu asked Ye Anian to go to Yaolu with Fuzai, planning to treat Fuzai's leg before preparing for the evening meal.

　　As soon as Ye Annian led Fu Zai into the medicine house, he saw a long table filled with various herbal medicines. There were also two palm-sized plywood and a roll of white cotton on the side.

　　Fuzai's dark little eyes were rolling around. As soon as he saw the things on the table, he already guessed what he was going to do.

　　He hid behind Ye Anyian in fear, looking at Jiang Zhu with eyes full of vigilance and fear.

　　Jiang Zhu sat down on the stool behind the long table and laughed when he saw Fu Zai's expression.

　　Ye Annian also pulled Fu Zai to sit down on the stool next to him and asked him, "Why are you laughing?"

　　"Children are indeed afraid of doctors. Fu Zai praised me two days ago, but now I'm like a little mouse who has met a cat."

　　Little Mouse Fu Zai:...

　　His whole body was stuck in Ye Anyian's arms, with only his little head showing, looking at Jiang Zhu aggrievedly.

　　Jiang Zhu laughed again.

Ye Annian was helpless and touched Fu Zai's head: "Stop teasing him."

　　"Okay." Jiang Zhu touched his nose, suppressed his smile, and asked Ye Anian to sit with Fu Zai on his lap, and then rolled up the pants of the injured foot.

　　Ye Anyian did as he was told, and Fu Zai was very cooperative. He stretched out his foot obediently and did not move. He just hugged Ye Anyian tightly with both hands, but he was still scared.

　　"Come on, Fu Zai, eat some candy." Jiang Zhu suddenly said.

　　When Fu Zai heard him being called, he subconsciously turned towards Jiang Zhu and blinked when he saw that Jiang Zhu actually held a yellow-orange maltose in his hand.

　　Ye Anian obviously didn't understand what he was doing. Wasn't it bone setting? Why was he feeding him sugar?

　　Before he could think about it, Jiang Zhu had already fed maltose into Fu Zai's mouth. At this moment, he suddenly raised his wrist and nodded towards Fu Zai's head.

　　He saw that Fu Zai, who had been hugging him tightly just now, had closed his eyes and leaned into his arms unconsciously.

　　Ye Anyian's heart tightened and he asked, "What did you give him?"

"I haven't eaten anything." Jiang Zhu spread his hands, and the piece of maltose was still lying in his palm.

　　"That is..."

　　Ye Annian recalled Jiang Zhu's actions just now and looked at Fu Zai's head.

　　I saw a silver needle inserted in the upper part of Fu Zai's forehead.

　　"Shangxing acupoint, one inch above the hairline, can make people unconscious." Jiang Zhu curled his lips, "I'll just say it's very simple."

　　"Huh~" Ye Anian breathed a sigh of relief and adjusted his posture while holding Fu Zai.

　　"Then let's get started." He was afraid that Fu Zai would wake up and cry later.

　　"Okay." Jiang Zhu nodded, then put the candy in Ye Anyian's mouth.

　　The sweet taste melts in the mouth and has a mellow taste.

　　Ye Anyian had candy in his mouth and watched Jiang Zhu skillfully hold Fu Zai's injured foot.

　　I saw his hand pressing on Fu Zai's misplaced ankle, and then exerting force on his hand.

　　Two "clicks" were heard, and Fu Zai's misaligned ankle bones were straightened, and the previously bulging bump was reduced in size.

　　"Okay." Jiang Zhu picked up the handkerchief on the table and wiped his hands. Then he stood up and put various herbs on the table into a medicine bowl and crushed them into powder. After adding water to mix, he applied it to Fu Zai's ankles. superior.

　　Finally, he used two pieces of splints to fix it, and tightly bandaged Fuzai's feet with white cotton cloth.

　　"I don't know if he will cry when he wakes up." Ye Anyian said, looking at the sleeping little dumpling in his arms.

　　Jiang Zhu stretched out his hand to take Fuzai from his arms and comforted him: "Fuzai is a good boy, so you can rest assured."

　　"Yeah." Ye Anyian nodded.

　　Jiang Zhu put Fu Zai on the bed in the west room to sleep, and then asked Ye Anyian, "There are so many fish and clams, let's make some for dinner at night. What do you want to eat, I can do it?"

　　"Soybean braised fish fillet?" Ye Anyian thought for a while and asked.

　　She had made it for him before when his mother was still alive, but Ye Sheng didn't like it, saying it smelled of poverty.

　　Come to think of it, he hasn't eaten for a long time.