"Oh!" she shouted hurriedly.

Chen Zhaoben was talking to her, closest to her, and immediately reached out to pull her.

Gu Qiao's kick was very hard, Chen Zhao was thin and his feet were unstable. He finally grabbed her, but she almost pulled her down.

Both of them were shocked and were breathing heavily.

When she recovered, Gu Qiao saw that her feet were stuck in the bean straw.

"Hiss." She couldn't help but gasp.

Chen Zhao immediately squatted down, reached out and lifted her trouser legs, and saw that her ankle had been scratched several times. He asked her: "Does it hurt if it hurts?"

Gu Qiao frowned slightly and replied reluctantly: "It's okay."

Mrs. Gu also hurriedly stepped on the pile of bean straws, squatted down, and looked at Gu Qiao's feet with concern.

She reached out and held Gu Qiao's ankle, then looked up and told Gu Qiao: "You stretch out your hand to support grandma's shoulders, grandma will help you take off your shoes. When I shout one, two, three, you will raise your foot."

Gu Qiao nodded, indicating that he understood, and then reached out to grab Gu Pozi's shoulder.

Mrs. Gu took off Gu Qiao's shoes with difficulty, then reached out and pulled open the bean straw slightly, and ordered Chen Zhao: "Press it."

Chen Zhao immediately reached out to press the bean straw at Gu Qiao's feet, and gently broke the longer branches beside him with his other hand.

Seeing this, Mrs. Gu immediately gave him a look of praise.

Then, she looked at Chen Zhao and shouted: "One, two, three!"

Gu Qiao raised her foot, but fortunately, Mrs. Gu and Shen Zhao cooperated well, and her feet were no longer scratched by bean straw.

Because the weather was too hot, Gu Qiao only wore shoes and no socks, so she could only stand with Mrs. Gu shrank her feet.

There was an injury on her feet. Seeing this, Chen Zhao simply squatted in front of her.

Gu Qiao raised her eyebrows in surprise, couldn't help but poke his back, and asked suspiciously: "Can you carry me with me?"

Chen Zhao's back stiffened, and then he replied coldly: "Just two steps, you can."

"Then go under the roof first." Mrs. Gu also preached.

She was still helping Gu Qiao pick her shoes from the bean straw hole, but the shoes were stuck and it was not easy to get them out.

Gu Qiao then lay on Chen Zhao, but was uneasy in her heart and asked again: "Can you do it?"

Chen Zhao reached out and grabbed her leg bend and stood up suddenly. Gu Qiao was so scared that he hugged his neck. Before she could react, Chen Zhao was carrying him under the eaves and then placed on the bench by him.

"Thank you." Gu Qiao thanked him, subconsciously huddled his injured foot behind the other foot.

She suddenly understood Chen Zhao's behavior of blocking his forehead that day, and she felt inexplicably embarrassed.

Chen Zhao did not stare at people as carelessly as she did, but turned around, went to the kitchen to find Mei, asked for a foot basin, and then went to the well to fetch clean water.

When Mei heard that Gu Qiao was injured, she had already rushed out of the kitchen. Mrs. Gu also took out Gu Qiao's shoes and came to her side.

Seeing that both of them were surrounding Gu Qiao, Chen Zhao put down the basin and stepped back, and then walked silently to the pile of bean straws to work.

Gu Qiao looked at his back and suddenly felt that although he didn't like to talk, he was very organized in his work. Just like Mrs. Gu said, he was cold and warm. No wonder both his grandmother and his mother liked him.

"Qiao'er, wash it quickly, mother, see where the injury is?" Mei brought the foot basin to Gu Qiao.

"Mom, I'll do it myself!" Gu Qiao was embarrassed to ask her mother to help her wash her feet, so she put her feet into the basin, and then bent down to clean the wound.

There were a lot of fine bean stalks and dust stains on his feet. Gu Qiao avoided the wound and carefully washed them with water.

Mei brought her another basin of water, then cooperated with her, and washed the wound alone.

After finishing it, Gu Qiao was only careful to count it carefully. When she saw that five cuts were scratched by bean straw in front and back of her ankle.

No one else is this luck.

Gu Qiao couldn't help rolling her eyes.

This kind of scratch is not very painful, it just looks bad, one by one, and it is not easy to get wet in the future. To prevent infection, it cannot get dirty.

"It's hot, don't cover the wounds, just hang them like this. Help your mother do some light work, don't worry about beans." said Mrs. Gu.

"Oh." Gu Qiao bulged his cheeks and agreed.

She bent down and tied up her trousers again, put on her shoes, looked at Chen Zhao who was still stepping on soybeans, couldn't help but sigh, and turned around and followed Mei into the kitchen.

Chen Zhao saw her small back disappearing behind the door, staring at the door for about a few breaths, then retracted his gaze and continued to work.

In the kitchen, Mei's mooncake filling has been fried.

Last time I was selling grain, Mrs. Gu bought red beans, which happened to be able to make bean paste.

I saw her clever hands and wrap them, and the bean paste was wrapped in her dough.

"It's a pity that the mold I treasured at home was burned in the fire that year, otherwise the mooncakes they made would have been very beautiful." Mei Shi was always very focused and serious about what she had eaten. She had a delicate hands, gentle eyebrows and a gentle and peaceful temperament. At this time, she was undoubtedly the most beautiful.

Gu Qiao couldn't help but be stunned and couldn't help but praise: "Mom, you are so beautiful."

Mei immediately blushed, "What are you talking about, you kid."

"To be honest, my mother is so beautiful." Gu Qiao said sincerely.

Mei couldn't help laughing, her face flushed, and she hurriedly pushed her away, "Go to the stove door to help me see if there is still fire in the stove."

"Okay." Gu Qiao turned around and looked at the fire. After seeing the situation in the stove, she reported: "Mom, there is only a small fire, do you have to add firewood?"

"Let me see." Mei hurried over, then bent down and looked at it, then stretched her head to the pot and sniffed it gently, asking Gu Qiao, "Did you smell the fragrance?"

Gu Qiao sniffed, "It's a little bit."

"Then don't add it first, and simmer it."

Gu Qiao was surprised and couldn't help asking: "Mom, there is no oven, how can you bake mooncakes in a pot like this?"

"Oven? You're talking about an oven. There's no good thing in our countryside. It usually only needs to be available to big families or pastry shops, but we have our own method."
Chapter completed!