The morning sun shone through the window and fell on the ground inside the house, where the three tired young people were still asleep.

The old doctor walked to the door of the house and looked around, then shook his head and carried the bamboo basket to pick herbs.

Jiang Yu heard the footsteps and jumped up from the straw mat on the ground. He walked to the door of the house and saw the old man's back disappearing into the distance.

Bo Langjun opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Jiang Yu standing at the door, and then closed his eyes again.

Jiang Yu picked vegetable leaves in the vegetable field and went to the kitchen. Bo Langjun, who was lying on the bed, smelled the aroma of the food and sat up.

"Wake up!"

Bo Langjun put on his shoes and socks, walked to Luo Jiaojiao's bed and pinched her nose.

"Stop it! Li'er! Let me sleep a little longer!" Luo Jiaojiao grabbed Bo Langjun's wrist and turned over to continue sleeping.

Bo Langjun wanted to pull out his arm, but Luo Jiaojiao held it tightly. He simply sat up with Luo Jiaojiao.

"What are you doing?"

Luo Jiaojiao opened her hazy sleepy eyes and looked for a long time before she realized that the person standing in front of her was Bo Langjun.

"Have a meal!"

Bo Langjun looked at Luo Jiaojiao's innocent sleepy eyes and slightly hanging bun and said softly: "Don't you smell the aroma of the food?"

"Eat!" Luo Jiaojiao suddenly opened her eyes wide and loosened her hands to put on her shoes and socks. Her bright eyes flashed, and a happy smile appeared on her pink face.

Bo Langjun couldn't help but stare blankly. It wasn't until Luo Jiaojiao stepped toward the door of the house that he took hold of her arm.

"You're just going out like this?"

"Oh! I forgot!" Luo Jiaojiao grabbed the dress and quickly put it on.

Jiang Yu served vegetable porridge to Bo Langjun and Luo Jiaojiao and placed it in front of them.

When Luo Jiaojiao saw that it was porridge with coarse vegetable leaves, she couldn't help but pick up the bowl and eat it.

But Bo Langjun hesitated to move his chopsticks. He had never eaten such poor food before, so he frowned.

"I really can't find any other food. How about just making do with it, sir?" Jiang Yu stood aside and said uneasily.

"Eat quickly! You won't be able to eat it when you go back!" Luo Jiaojiao said after swallowing a mouthful of porridge and rice.

Only then did Bo Langjun pick up the bowl, pick up his chopsticks, take a small bite, and put it in his mouth. The original fresh flavor of vegetables and grains whetted his appetite.

After Luo Jiaojiao ate two bowls, she wiped her lips and smiled. However, Bo Langjun had not finished half of the bowl.

"Uncle! It's time to eat!"

Luo Jiaojiao heard the sound of the fence door opening, and looked back to see the old doctor carrying a bamboo basket of herbs into the yard. She helped the old doctor take off the bamboo basket from his back.

Jiang Yu served the old man a bowl of vegetable porridge. The old man looked at Jiang Yu and said, "This kid is pretty good!"

"You're always joking! I'm just a servant!" Jiang Yu handed the chopsticks to the old man.

"There is no distinction between superior and inferior here!" The old man smiled and picked up his rice bowl.

Although Bo Langjun couldn't bear to listen to the old doctor's words, he didn't say anything. After all, he was treated for his injuries.

"Let your feet heal before you can walk!" the old man said as a guest.

"Then I'll bother you for another day." Mr. Bo was about to salute, but suddenly he remembered that the old doctor didn't like red tape, so he picked up the chopsticks and continued eating.

Jiang Yu picked up the wooden basin by the well to wash his clothes. Luo Jiaojiao borrowed clothes from the old doctor and put them on, and threw all the clothes he changed into Jiang Yu's basin.

Jiang Yu raised his head with the mallet and glanced at Luo Jiaojiao. Luo Jiaojiao cupped her hands at him and made a face.

"How can you let Jiang Yu wash your own clothes?" Bo Langjun poured a cup of tea and asked Luo Jiaojiao.

"I've never washed clothes before." Luo Jiaojiao took the teacup in Bo Langjun's hand and took a sip of tea.

"Who said you can't starve to death because you are a poor person?" Bo Langjun began to turn over some small accounts.

"Come here and help dry the herbs!" the old doctor shouted to Luo Jiaojiao and the other two.

"Let's go! Poor people!" Luo Jiaojiao naughtily nodded Bo Langjun's forehead and ran away.

Bao Langjun touched his forehead and smiled when he saw Luo Jiaojiao, who had already run to the old doctor's side. Jiang Yu happened to see his expression when he raised his head.

Could it be that Lang Jun really fell in love with Luo Xiaoniang? Jiang Yu felt a little sour in his heart. He also liked girls with Luo Jiaojiao's temperament.

How could Lang Jun like a woman like Luo Jiaojiao? He must have made a mistake! Jiang Yu took the mallet and beat the clothes in the basin, but his eyes stared blankly in front of him.

Bo Langjun is knowledgeable and proficient in medical science, but his knowledge of medicinal herbs is limited to the contents in books and classics.

The old doctor was drying the herbs and talking to Luo Jiaojiao about the names and effects of the herbs.

Bo Langjun kept it in his mind silently, and when he encountered any discrepancies with what was noted in the book, he humbly asked for advice.

"People in the world say, 'Gold and jade are on the outside, but they are ruined on the inside.' You seem to be different from them!"

The words of the old man were very helpful to Bo Langjun, and a smile appeared on his eyebrows.

"Look how beautiful you are!" Luo Jiaojiao caught a glimpse of Bao Langjun's expression and sneered.

"Everyone in the world likes to hear good things! Don't you want to hear it?" Bo Langjun said disapprovingly.

"Others can do it, but you can't! If you hear too much flattery, you may become more self-righteous and arrogant." After Luo Jiaojiao said this, she ran away.

Bo Langjun was startled when he heard this. He had never expected that Luo Jiaojiao would have such insight.

Luo Jiaojiao's father, Luo Hucao, was an upright official, and she learned a lot from him. However, Luo Jiaojiao was usually naughty and did things carelessly, so she gave people a superficial impression.

"Jiang Yu! With the speed you wash clothes at, can we still leave tomorrow?" Luo Jiaojiao couldn't help but exclaimed strangely when she saw Jiang Yu beating the clothes in the basin listlessly.

"You don't know how to wash clothes, why are you urging him?" Bo Langjun felt that it was not right to let a man wash clothes, but Luo Jiaojiao had no idea what to do and made sarcastic remarks in front of him.

"Do you know how to wash?" Luo Jiaojiao retorted.

"What's so difficult about this?" Bo Langjun looked at Jiang Yu's washing action and raised his eyebrows.

"Then let's wash it ourselves!" Luo Jiaojiao snatched the mallet from Jiang Yu's hand, sat on the low wooden stool next to him and started beating the clothes.

"Let me wash it!" Jiang Yuyao grabbed Luo Jiaojiao's hand and urged.

"What? You're not coming?" Luo Jiaojiao stretched her neck and looked at Bo Langjun standing next to the shelf.

Bo Langjun had finished speaking and couldn't take it back, so he could only walk to Jiang Yu's side and let him get up.

"Lang Jun! This is not what you did!" Jiang Yu refused to get out of the way.

"Get up!" Luo Jiaojiao and Bo Langjun pointed at Jiang Yu and shouted. After finishing speaking, they were stunned.

"Okay! You go ahead and wash it! I'll watch!" Jiang Yu stood up and stood aside.

Bo Langjun rolled up his sleeves, and then extended his arm to Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu quickly went to get another mallet and handed it to Bo Langjun. Bo Langjun imitated Luo Jiaojiao and began to beat the clothes. The two of them beat faster and faster, and finally splashed the soap water in the basin and got it wet.

They stopped only after taking off each other's clothes.

"Forget it! I'll do it!" Jiang Yu saw the two of them standing up, shaking the water from their clothes, then walked over and sat in front of the wooden basin and picked up the mallet.

"If you two are too busy, help me carry water to water the vegetables!" the old man said slowly, standing in front of his house.

"Pouring vegetables? This shouldn't be difficult, right?" Luo Jiaojiao looked at Bo Langjun sideways and teased.

Why did I get into trouble with her? Mr. Bo looked regretful.
Chapter completed!