I, surrounded by my body, and He Dayong, who was in a short fight, quickly decided to win. Except for the unfortunate mosquitoes on my face, I was well protected from other parts, but Dayong was completely involved in the sieve of the whole body, scratching his hands randomly on his body, twisting his hands to his back, trying to reach the back of his neck to scratch. Tsk tsk, the crackling sound from the joints was really shocking.

The harvest was good. I found more than a dozen random white orchids on a slightly flat slope on the south slope. They were blooming and were filled with a very strong fragrance. It was strange that, except for three or five bees from unknown places around, I really didn't see any mosquitoes.

It was it. I directed He Dayong, who was still scratching the itchy, to carefully pick the flowers. The white orchid bloomed twice a year. This is the last time it bloomed in midsummer. More than 40 flowers are not enough, so I will look for them again.

At the end of the day, we searched all over the hillside to the south, and there were roughly a hundred orchids. There was no time for the hillside to the west. He Dayong brought people up tomorrow, so I won’t go there. I almost didn’t know me. There was a possibility of rebellion, so I had to give my legs a holiday and rest.

"It smells so good. There are so many flowers in the mountains. What do you want to pick them?" Yu'er picked a blooming white orchid from the dustpan and put them on her body to apply it everywhere, hoping to get the fragrance of the flowers on her clothes.

"Hehe, my wife, don't understand. This thing can ward off mosquitoes and relieve itching and swelling." I spread out the flowers in the dustpan. This thing needs to be dried, but it cannot be dried. I put it in the yard at night and can be used after collecting dew tomorrow.

Yu'er put down the flowers, came to me, and grabbed my arm with excitement.

"Come on, smell it, is it fragrant?"

Yu'er is still very confident about her appearance and figure. Although there are no cosmetics in this era, it is just this natural and freshness that makes people feel very comfortable. In the aesthetics of later generations, Yu'er is not a beauty that can make people shine, but this natural beauty that is not without makeup is indeed not comparable to that of later generations.

In addition to the fragrance of flowers, I even think that the smell on Yu'er's body can make me feel more comfortable and calm. Of course, this calmness is fleeting, and what follows is a violent collision like a storm, and humans are the fruits that occasionally bear from this collision.

"Diet, don't move, your legs are sore."

Yu'er lay on me, and I teased her with unsatisfactory feelings, constantly teasing her body. Touching Yu'er's thick but smooth black hair on her head, sensing Yu'er's rapid but gradually slowing heartbeat, and listening to the buzzing sound of passing mosquitoes in his ears. Without TV or Internet, life can live like this, and I feel it feels delicious. It's really strange and I can't find the answer.

In the following days, Dayong dug hundreds of white orchids from the mountain and picked the flowers first. He was very satisfied. He was almost a dozen kilograms of white orchids, which was enough to make a few jars of mosquitoes to stop biting them. Then he asked Yu'er to arrange the white orchids that had picked the flowers to plant on the hillside in the east.

"My wife needs to be careful and let the farmers take care of them. This is more expensive than the crops!"

I specifically reminded me that it is not really more expensive than crops, but mainly to make the farmers feel important and let them plant this miscellaneous tree in the mouths of He Dayong and others.

Uncle Li took a sip, blinked his lips, and half-squinted his eyes like an alien like a magician on a street stall. He opened his eyes suddenly. Damn, pretending, I looked contempt, and Uncle Li couldn't see it at all, so he continued to pretend to be a god.

I was born with alcohol allergic to alcohol. I got drunk with a glass of beer and poured it into one sip. The work of tasting wine was handed over to Uncle Li, who was said to be uneducated by a thousand cups. After listening to Uncle Li’s storytelling history like a storytelling, and the process of drinking and lying down dozens or hundreds of times, Uncle Li finally picked up the wine glass and started to taste the wine.

There were four glasses of wine on the table, bought from the market and from the county town respectively. The main thing was to see the high degree of wine. When I was a child, I saw someone steaming wine with wine trash and steamer. There were big wooden barrels and steamers. Anyway, it was smoked, and now there was only the feeling of water vapor mixed with the aroma of wine. Although I was allergic to alcohol, I liked that fragrance very much.

Uncle Li's unpredictable expression was finally over. He probably had been negotiating with all kinds of gods and ghosts for a long time. Then he told me that the wine from the old winery in the county was really not very irritating to his throat, and it was a little more mellower than the wine in the market. However, the amount was too small. Should I buy some more and try it? It would be almost ten pounds, and I would definitely be able to taste it.

Damn, I think it’s beautiful, and I don’t drink it. No matter whether it’s alcoholic or not, forget it, I’ll pick the cheap ones. I still have to purify them when I go home, and I don’t care about steaming them once more.

Thirty jars of white wine were neatly placed in the corner next to the yard. The yard should be expanded. There is honeycomb coal to the east and wine jars to the west, so there is almost no place to cool off.

"Uncle Li, find a place to set up a shed, specializing in honeycomb coal. These days, the sky has caused coal ash to be everywhere in the house."

The honeycomb coal needs to be made out. The family does not have the financial resources to build a workshop, so they can only build a shed first, as long as there is no leakage of rain. For the time being, they will still have to gradually build the workshop in the future. This is a long-term matter, just make do with it first.

As for the steamed wine, first build a shed in the corner of the yard. The steamed wine is clean, and the recipe for the white orchid should be kept confidential. I denied the name given by Bailanlu, Yu'er. I have leaked the recipe. I gave Yu'er a blank look and said, why did this woman's brain short-circuit?

The name "Mosquitoes are not biting" has been circling in my mind for a long time. It is straightforward. Even if I am illiterate, I just decided that it was too rustic. Yu'er despised the name too rustic, but she couldn't think of any good name. So I decided to do it. With a wave of my hand, I wrote these three words on the paper with some momentum.

"Langjun, what did you write?"

I slapped my forehead and forgot that we were really illiterate in the Tang Dynasty, so I hurriedly rubbed it.

"Wife, why can't I write any more for my husband!!!"

"ah!!!"

Surprised, worried, and fearful, Yu'er made all kinds of very disgusting expressions. I shook my hand in front of Yu'er, and I was stupid!

"What should I do if my husband is doing? The provincial examination will be held at the beginning of next spring, but this word is still..."

"Nothing, nothing, it depends on how you are, what to panic!" I interrupted Yu'er's words. To be honest, I really didn't like the imperial examination and was very resistant to being an official. It was really not as good as a small family and courtyard. There were more people who were worried about the country and the people, and it was not our turn to take action. After all, the ancestors were still the lords, and they were demoted here. They still hoped to get any benefits from the officialdom. They were all intrigue and deceitful. Are you tired? Besides, the dukes in Beijing had not instructed me, and they would find a way to restore the Ning family's title if they had the chance. Then there would be nothing, and it would be a big deal to be the imperial examination.

I told Yu'er all these things, regardless of whether Yu'er understood it or not. Anyway, the meaning was very clear. I was not an official, and the officialdom was dark and not a common person. Be careful to ruin my life.

When it comes to life-threatening, Yu'er no longer insists. She just keeps accusing the dead old man and saying that she should explain it to her ancestors if she finds an auspicious day. Especially me, I, who want me to make a name for myself before dying, participate in the imperial examinations, and strive to restore the Ning family's title.

The ancestors of the Ning family (before the Tang Dynasty) were in the upper class, and their unfilial descendants burned incense and prayed for forgiveness of Ning Wen (between the Zhenguan period), did not participate in the imperial examinations, and did not intend to make progress. In short, all the sins were me. If you burn incense again, I am sorry, I have lost my memory and can't even write them. Just pretend that I have lost my son, and I am ashamed of my ancestors.

In a very strange occasion, Uncle Li looked excited, either, or sad. I was puzzled. I couldn't figure out what I am, whether I am an ancestor or the last generation, whether I was the descendant of the Ning family in the future, or I am the ancestor of the Ning family in the future? This question is too complicated, surpassing the existing knowledge and technology and exceeding the speed of light. Am I an alien?
Chapter completed!