Traveling through the famine years with the system to raise cubs

Even if Zhao Tianqi didn't want to hear it, he could only bite the bullet and nod.

The magistrate was very satisfied when he saw it. He looked at Jiang Ling and said, "Magistrate Zhao has already agreed. Don't worry, Mrs. Jiang. As for all the expenses incurred by him, I will send someone to settle the matter in a month's time! Alright Tianqi , and the rest of you will come with me too!" Saying that, the magistrate ordered several children except Zhao Qianyu.

Seeing this, they followed behind the magistrate again and again, just as Zhao Qianyu was about to cry, Zhao Tianqi kicked him hard, and at the same time warned Zhao Qianyu not to cause trouble for him, otherwise he would look good on him.

After all, Zhao Qianyu was only a half-grown child. Seeing this scene, he panicked and yelled to go back with his father.

But who would have thought that my father could only reluctantly push him away because of the majesty of the magistrate, so that he could reflect on himself here and take care of himself.

Zhao Qianyu sat in the courtyard of Jiang Ling's house and wept loudly, but Jiang Ling's head was full of black lines. She glanced at Jiang Zhishan and the four children and said, "Okay, you guys go to school, I will take care of the rest!"

Jiang Zhishan and the others all looked at Jiang Ling with worried eyes, but Jiang Ling raised the corner of his mouth to indicate that they were fine.

There was no delay in going to school, Jiang Zhishan and his party finally ran towards the school in a hurry.

Only Jiang Ling and Zhao Qianyu were left in the courtyard.

At this time, although the sun is not as vicious as it is at noon, it still exudes huge energy. Jiang Ling glanced at Zhao Qianyu who was still crying, and simply moved a chair to sit in the drink place and continued to watch Zhao Qianyu while drinking mint water. crying on the ground.

If it was normal, Zhao Qianyu would definitely come up to care about his grandma and all the servants as soon as he cried, especially his grandma would take him into his arms with distress.

But now I have been crying for several minutes, and no one has come to comfort me, and the scorching sun has made me sweat profusely and my mouth is dry.

He covered his eyes and peeked between his fingers. Jiang Ling was sitting leisurely in the shade and looking at him with a half-smile.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Qianyu suddenly became furious. He stood up from the ground abruptly, rushed towards Jiang Ling, stood in front of Jiang Ling with glaring eyes and said, "Hey! I'm thirsty! Pour me quickly! water!"

Jiang Ling gently put the teacup in his hand on the table and looked at him and said, "First of all, I don't call you hello, you can call me Aunt Jiang, or Mrs. Jiang, and secondly, no one will serve you when you come to our house, so all Everything needs to be done by yourself!"

"You!" Zhao Qianyu had never been wronged so much before, he stared fiercely at Jiang Ling standing there, a little at a loss.

Jiang Ling didn't bother to pay attention to him, stood up from the chair, went to the kitchen and started busy with work in the afternoon.

Jiang Ling didn't know how long she had been busy, when she suddenly heard a "bang" from outside the door, followed by the screams of several women, Jiang Ling quickly put down her work and ran outside.

Zhao Qianyu was lying on the opposite side with his eyes closed, pale face, and the screaming women were those who came to Jiang Ling's house to work.

"It's really troublesome!" Jiang Ling rolled her eyes and walked to Zhao Qianyu's side. Looking at her appearance, there was a high probability that she had suffered from heatstroke.

Jiang Ling sighed helplessly and turned to the village women, "Sisters-in-law, please lend a hand and carry this kid in!"

Seeing this, several village women ran over and carried Zhao Qianyu to the bedroom with Jiang Ling.

"Sister-in-law, is this Master Zhao's son?" One of the village women asked curiously.

Sure enough, the news that the county magistrate and magistrate came to Jiang Ling's house had spread throughout Lujia Village.

Jiang Ling nodded, and several village women looked at Zhao Qianyu with his eyes closed and asked worriedly: "Sister-in-law, is Mr. Zhao okay?"

"Hmm. Don't worry, I just fainted from anger! You go out to work first, and I will take care of him for a while!" Jiang Ling said.

These village women are not the kind of troublesome people. Hearing what Jiang Ling said, they all went out and started to do their own business.

Jiang Ling looked at Zhao Qianyu who was frowning tightly, cursed secretly for trouble, opened the system mall and bought Huoxiangzhengqi water, opened Zhao Qianyu's mouth and poured it mercilessly.

"Cough...cough..." After a few minutes, Zhao Qianyu coughed a few times and slowly opened his eyes.

Jiang Ling brought a glass of water to Zhao Qianyu's mouth and said, "Drink it!"

This is the anti-heat medicine that Jiang Ling bought in the mall.

Zhao Qianyu looked at the gray-brown liquid in the cup and raised his nose to smell it. A pungent smell of traditional Chinese medicine penetrated into his nostrils. Zhao Qianyu quickly shook his head and refused, "Do you want to kill me with this thing?"

Jiang Ling ignored Zhao Qianyu's rudeness, she put the cup aside and said: "Whether you drink or not is up to you, you just suffered from heatstroke, don't forget that the magistrate can tell you, your father is responsible for what happens to you alone It has nothing to do with me, even if you are dead, it has nothing to do with me!"

"Dead?" After hearing this, Zhao Qianyu's pale face was covered with a layer of dead gray.

"Drink it or not, it's up to you! Anyway, I'll tell you that it's a heat cure!" Jiang Ling got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Zhao Qianyu looked at the cup of Chinese medicine hesitantly. After a long time of ideological struggle, he finally picked up the Chinese medicine and frowned and drank it.

In the afternoon, Jiang Zhishan brought his nephew and niece back to Jiang Ling's house. Jiang Ling had already prepared lunch, a few omelettes from an egg stand, a plate of homemade mountain pickles, some croquettes mixed with a lot of starch, and Brown rice mixed with white rice.

"Go and wash your hands, and then eat!" Jiang Ling looked at the children with kind eyes and said.

The children obediently finished washing their hands and sat around the dining table. Jiang Yaojie, who was closest to Jiang Ling, glanced at the people at the dining table and turned his head to whisper to Jiang Ling: "Mother... there is a distinguished guest in our family!"

"Yaojie, go ask him to eat!" Jiang Ling glanced at the bedroom and said.

Jiang Yaojie nodded and stood up, but not long after, he returned to the dining table with a downcast expression. He lowered his head and said to Jiang Ling, "Mother, he...he won't come out!"

Looking at Jiang Yaojie's current appearance, Jiang Ling knew that the young man lying in the bedroom definitely did not give Jiang Yaojie any good looks.

Jiang Ling patted Jiang Yaojie and said softly: "Well, it's okay, mother will deal with it. You and uncle have dinner first! Mother will come as soon as she goes!" Said Jiang Ling got up and walked towards the bedroom.

Sure enough, as Jiang Ling expected, as soon as he walked in, he saw the master lying on the bed with his legs crossed, looking like he was not afraid of anything.

"Zhao Qianyu has eaten!" Jiang Ling said blankly at the door!

"Eat? Is the kind of pig food in your house that I can swallow? If you are sensible, go to the Yuchulou and buy me an eight-treasure duck and a plate of cold tripe! Otherwise, I will let..."

"Snapped!"

Before Zhao Qianyu finished speaking, Jiang Ling slapped Zhao Qianyu hard on the face.

Zhao Qianyu sat up suddenly from the bed, covered his face which was red from Jiang Ling's beating, and shouted at Jiang Ling with an incredulous expression: "You...you...you dare to hit me, you bitch?"