After being widowed, I pampered the rough man general by farming

"Miss, can you tell me what's on your mind?"

Zhu Jiangjiang sat in the yard after dinner, looking at the mountains under the night sky with only hazy outlines left, with a worried look on his face.

Pei Ji cleaned up the dishes and boiled the bath water.

When I came to ask her to take a bath, I found that she was still in a daze, so I pulled a chair and sat down beside her, trying to solve her problems.

But Zhu Jiangjiang didn't seem willing to let him share her worries for her.

"I have nothing on my mind..." She turned her head to look at Pei Ji, and refused to admit it stubbornly.

Pei Ji looked at the smile on her face that was uglier than crying, sighed, and took her hand.

This time, he didn't want to pretend he didn't see it and let her fool him.

"My lady, aren't we husband and wife? Is there anything you can't tell me?"

He wanted to be a husband who was good to her and made her happy every day, but she was always like this and didn't tell him anything, and he actually cared a little in his heart.

Is he so unworthy of her trust?

Pei Ji's tone was a bit heavy, and Zhu Jiangjiang felt it.

She straightened her face, turned her body to him, looked at him seriously, and said, "Azhao, this matter is too incredible to say, please give me a little time to sort out my thoughts first, and wait for me to think clearly." I'll let you know, okay?"

She called him Ah Zhao...

Pei Ji looked at her with a complicated expression, and was silent for a long time before nodding.

He still couldn't beat her.

Pei Ji: "Go take a bath and rest."

Zhu Jiangjiang: "Good."

……

Zhu Jiangjiang lay in bed recalling the whole night, tossing and turning, and even Pei Ji was affected by her, so he didn't fall asleep all night.

When they woke up the next morning, not only were both of them in poor spirits, but Zhu Jiangjiang's memory of the fire burning the mountain had no progress, which made her even more depressed.

Is it because you have been here for so long that your memory is fuzzy?

Or is she too busy, with too many things in her mind, and she gets confused?

But in my mind, I do have this memory, and it happened recently.

The harder Zhu Jiangjiang thought, the more anxious his face became.

Not only Pei Ji saw it, but even several people in Jinqiu Pavilion saw it.

"Isn't it just adding a meal, cooking a meal, Miss Zhu doesn't have to act so painful?"

Xu Gu stared at Zhu Jiangjiang's very ugly expression, walked to the tea drinkers, sat down and complained.

When those people came to drink tea, they had already noticed that something was wrong with Zhu Jiangjiang. Their eyes had never moved away from Zhu Jiangjiang's body since just now.

"The business in the past few days has gone smoothly, and all the shopkeepers have been very polite to her. All cooperation is based on the conditions proposed by Miss Zhu."

"The college is fine, the restaurant is fine, the orchard is fine, and the mushroom greenhouse is fine... Then why is she so upset?"

In front of a group of masters, Qin Feng rarely interjected, and even started to analyze.

The results that can be analyzed seem to be unsatisfactory.

"If it's not because of business matters, then it's because of family matters..." Qin Feng turned his finger on Pei Ji.

Several other people also cast their eyes on Pei Ji, looking at him with a frank and lenient look, waiting for him to give them an explanation.

Although the few of them have no blood relationship with Zhu Jiangjiang, they have lived here for a long time and have a short mouth. If someone dares to bully Zhu Jiangjiang, they will still defend her.

Pei Ji glanced at them indifferently, with an air of defying power, "Don't look at me, I don't know either."

After all, Pei Ji, who didn't want to waste time entangled with them, got up and went to the kitchen to help Zhu Jiangjiang cook.

Not to mention, when he was helping in the kitchen, he really found some clues.

Pei Ji found that when Zhu Jiangjiang came into contact with fire, she would unconsciously be in a daze. Sometimes the fire was almost burning her, and she didn't even respond.

"Miss, be careful!"

Pei Ji, who had been paying attention to her all the time, didn't pay attention to her when he was cutting green onions, and her skirt caught fire.

And Zhu Jiangjiang who was burned was still in a daze, and he didn't realize that his skirt was burned at all.

Pei Ji dragged her up from the stove, and was anxious to pat the flames off her skirt with his hands.

The burnt material of the clothes stuck to his palm, he didn't care about the pain, and yelled at her, "Zhu Jiangjiang, what are you doing! Do you know it's on fire!"

His voice was loud, and it was the first time he yelled so angrily.

When the people outside heard the sound, they dropped the teacups in their hands and rushed to the study.

"What's wrong, where is the fire?!"

Hearing what Pei Ji had just said, they thought there was a huge fire in the kitchen, but when they arrived, they found that there was no fire anywhere other than the fire in the stove.

Zhu Jiangjiang was also frightened back by Pei Ji's roar, she flipped off her skirt, smiled at Wu Jinping and the others apologetically, "I'm fine, it's just that the sparks fell on my skirt accidentally, you go back and drink Tea."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head again, wanting to say something to Pei Ji, "Mister, I'm sorry, I...Master your hand!"

Before she finished speaking, she saw two blisters on Pei Ji's palm that were bigger than her thumb.

Zhu Jiangjiang grabbed his hand and took a closer look. There was such a big blister in such a short time, it must have been very hot just now.

"Go back to the room, I'll help you deal with it!" She pulled him away.

Pei Ji didn't resist, and left the kitchen with her with a sullen face, leaving the kitchen to Qin Feng and the others.

There is a medicine box in the study upstairs, because Xiaohuang Village is far away from the city, and there is a naughty child like Pei Xiaoyu at home, so Zhu Jiangjiang prepared a lot of medicine at home.

She can handle burns, bruises, knife wounds, and minor illnesses such as fever and cold by herself.

Zhu Jiangjiang used a needle to help Pei Ji break the blisters and squeeze out the pus, "Does it hurt?"

She didn't look up.

Pei Ji could only see the bridge of her nose but not her eyes, but he still asked, "My lady, what are you thinking?"

Whether it was last night or just now in the kitchen, she didn't look like she was okay.

She was already in a trance from the effect of that incident.

When Zhu Jiangjiang saw him asking about it again, she still just moved her mouth, but she still didn't say it, "It's nothing."

"Miss!"

Pei Ji was so angry that he grabbed her and stuck the needle into his palm, but he didn't care.

"The needle went in..."

"Zhu Jiangjiang, do you regard me as your husband-in-law? You have something on your mind, why can't you tell me?!" Pei Ji was really angry.

Zhu Jiangjiang wholeheartedly wanted to break open his fingers and take out the needle in his palm, "Sir, you have a needle in your hand."

Hearing this, Pei Ji let go of her, quickly took out the needle in the palm of his hand and threw it on the ground, then continued to grab her hand, "Can you say it?!"