The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man-Chapter 342 - : Apply medicine on the face 342

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To avoid being rushed the next day, she washed and processed the fern before nightfall, and also prepared the tree leaves for wrapping the cabbage and the grass for bundling. Yesterday, some of the bought garlic and carrots hadn’t been stir-fried, so together with today’s purchase, there were enough ingredients for a pick of stir-fried fern.

She woke up at four in the morning, started frying directly, and took the cow’s car to town to sell the stir-fried fern at five o’clock.

Since the money was spent all yesterday, today’s cow’s car fare was owed first, and would be paid on the way back.

Selling fresh stir-fried fern that day went very smoothly, with many return customers who liked the taste from yesterday’s purchase.

Su Qingyue’s pick of stir-fried fern was sold out in just over two hours. She earned 590 cents, and went to the porcelain jar shop again. A fist-sized porcelain bottle cost one cent each, she bought a hundred of them, and also bought a big wooden basin, and then headed home the same way.

After paying for the taxi fare in the morning and at noon, she still had more than 400 cents left. When she got home, she went about her business just like yesterday. However, she took the time to process the medicine suitable for facial sores first, then fused it with the poison spider juice she had been saving, and made it into an ointment, which she applied carefully to her face in front of the water basin.

In a short time, the sores on her face would be healed.

However, with the ointment on her face, the pus sores looked green and unsightly.

As soon as she entered the master bedroom, the three men on the bed looked over at her.

Xiao Yishan and Xiao Qinghe were startled for a moment, then showed concern in their eyes.

Xiao Yuchuan gasped, “Wife, what happened to your face?”

“Disfigured,” she replied.

“Pfft! Wife, you can’t be serious.” Xiao Yuchuan stared at her, “Your face is already ugly enough, why worry about being disfigured or not…”

She felt a surge of anger, “Xiao Yuchuan, will you die if you don’t insult someone with that mouth of yours?”

“I won’t die.” He shook his head and whined, “I’m just telling the truth, where am I hurting you…”

She was overcome with the impulse to burst into tears, “So you mean I’m very ugly…” Even though she knew she was ugly now, she didn’t like to be called ugly!

Xiao Yuchuan was about to say yes, but seeing his wife’s murderous eyes, he shrank his neck, “No…”

Su Qingyue was a little upset. She could have applied the medicine for facial sores two days earlier, but she was just too busy these two days. She thought making money was more important, so it wouldn’t matter if she was late for a day or two. But who knew that as soon as she applied the medicine, her third brother would start to ‘hurt’ her heart.

“Yue’er, is your face okay?” Xiao Yishan asked with concern.

“I made my own medicine for face sores. Second brother, don’t worry.”

“That’s good.” Xiao Yishan was relieved. He believed in his wife’s medical skills.

Qinghe said nothing. His quiet gaze filled with concern made Qingyue feel very warm.

Only Xiao Yuchuan’s annoying appearance made her want to slap a few times.

“Wife, will your face be okay after applying the medicine?”, Yuchuan asked curiously.

She snorted coldly, “None of your business.”

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“How is it not my business? You’re my wife!”

“It won’t get better,” she didn’t feel like telling the truth. In a short time, when the sores on her face healed and she became beautiful, he would be shocked!

“Awoo… Awoo…” The little bastard entered, dragging his injured leg. His small body rubbed against Su Qingyue’s feet.

Su Qingyue squatted down and put the little bastard on her hands, “Little guy, you’re even better than my husband.”

That sentence made the hearts of the three men on the bed stir.

Both Xiao Yishan and Xiao Qinghe were nervous.. Wasn’t a little wolfling even more important than her husbands in their wife’s heart?