Vicious cannon fodder is prohibited for beauties to play

Chapter 271 He is the cannon fodder control group (27)

"Hold on, don't struggle. If I catch it wrong, it won't grow straight this time."

Those hands seemed soft to the touch, but they crushed the leg bones of an adult male with ease.

Now, every time I move along the broken bone, I feel a piercing pain.

The usually well-behaved young husband now had his eyes downcast with no expression on his face, revealing an aura that Gu Yao had never seen before.

In fact, he always knew that his young husband was not as obedient and gentle as he appeared to be in front of him.

There are even many secrets hidden in him.

But if he doesn't say it actively, Gu Yao will never ask.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his little husband who was earnestly picking his bones. His eyes were closed and his expression was very quiet and indifferent, but he inexplicably had an aura of being in control of everything. It was completely different from his usual appearance of either acting coquettishly and staying in bed or being obedient and wanting to be hugged. It was another kind of heart-pounding feeling.

He didn't know how much time had passed until the young husband raised his head and gave him a sweet smile, "Okay, you have to take care of this leg for at least a month."

Si Cen had fixed his legs with a wooden board and wrapped them with cloth strips. The piercing pain when the bones were grabbed had now become a long, dull pain.

In fact, whether it is breaking bones or piecing them together bit by bit, it is a pain that ordinary people cannot endure.

But Gu Yao didn't say a word.

If it weren't for the sweat on his forehead, one would doubt whether he had no sense of pain.

At this time, Gu Yao came back to his senses, and instead reached out to wipe the sweat off the tip of his young husband's nose, and whispered, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Then you better get better soon, my cooking is terrible." Si Cen grabbed his hand and rubbed it in his palm.

Gu Yao touched his cheek lovingly, "I can still cook for you even with one leg."

Si Cen didn't say anything, but he couldn't do such a thing as letting Gu Yao, who had a limp, cook for him and serve him. What would he have become then?

Unexpectedly, Gu Yao, who only has one leg, is much better off than him, a man with four healthy limbs. Not only can he still take care of himself easily, he even made a wooden wheelchair for himself. He can do everything in the wheelchair almost the same as before, including cooking, chopping wood, washing clothes and cleaning.

Cen Cen was stunned.

Well, he'll continue to be a waste.

The snow was getting heavier day by day. It was too cold in winter and there was no farm work. Almost every household stayed at home during the winter.

Apart from the couple, only Aunt Zhao and her family knew about Gu Yao's treatment for his leg injury. They came to see them from time to time and occasionally brought them food because they were worried about them.

Most of the time, Si Cen stayed on the kang to keep warm. He still remembered what he had promised Jin Ge'er, so he learned how to make a toothbrush from Gu Yao.

However, the first toothbrush he made was taken away by Gu Yao, and all the toothbrushes given to Jin Ge'er's family were made by Gu Yao.

Si Cen also told Gu Yao about his plan to start a toothbrush business.

Gu Yao just said that he could do whatever he wanted and he could use the money if he needed it. When he ran out of money, he would go up the mountain to earn more in the spring.

He acted like he didn't care at all about Si Cen's squandering of money.

Si Cen was not completely idle either. From time to time, Jin Ge'er would bring little Gu Yulin to play with him. He would discuss with Jin Ge'er the tooth powder that everyone was using now and come up with some new ideas, such as adding some more expensive high-end tooth powder with medicinal materials in it that could have effects such as whitening and anti-inflammatory effects.

For example, you can try to develop a toothpaste that is better than tooth powder.

Brother Jin must be a very extraordinary person. He has read a lot of books and knows a lot of things.

The two people's imaginations exploded, and with the help of the system from time to time, they actually figured it out.

"This is really good. After using it, your mouth will feel cool and fragrant. Those rich people, especially the rich ladies and girls must like it very much!" Jin Ge'er looked at the finished toothpaste in his hand, which was packed in a simple little wooden box, his eyes full of joy.

Si Cen was teasing the kid next to him with a smile, and said casually, "If you want to sell it to the ladies of rich families, the packaging has to be higher-end. Also, you can make toothpaste with different scents and different functions. Well, it won't work in this season, the flowers and plants are too monotonous, let's wait until spring."

Brother Jin sighed, "Brother Man, how come you are so smart!"

Si Cen curled his lips, "I have something smarter. Toothpaste and toothbrush are nothing. Madam and Miss don't like these. I was researching toothpaste recipes recently, and it occurred to me that we can actually make skin care recipes."

Jin Ge'er got even more excited when he heard this, "Tell me what you think!"

He insisted on talking to Si Cen non-stop. If Gu Yao hadn't come in in a wheelchair and said it was time to eat, he would not have stopped.

It's impossible to stay and eat. Food is precious these days.

Not to mention that it was made by a person who was recovering from an injury and had a disabled leg. Jin Ge'er couldn't swallow it! He was terrified.

Speaking of which, when he came to visit Man Ge'er for the first time and found that it was Gu Yao who was cooking, Jin Ge'er's eyes almost popped out.

He held his son and quickly said goodbye, but the corners of his mouth were raised high.

It was also at Man Ge'er's house that he realized that washing clothes and cooking were not necessarily jobs that could only be done by wives or husbands, and that being married did not necessarily mean being restricted to taking care of the husband and children, but one could also do what they wanted and pursue their own value in life.

It’s really great to know Brother Man.

Gu Yao took her husband to dinner. Seeing his shining eyes and listening to him chattering about the successful development of their toothpaste, she felt a soft joy in her heart.

"Cen Cen, when my leg gets better in the spring, shall we build another house?"

In fact, he had this idea a long time ago. Ever since he discovered that his little husband had a great difficulty adapting to the simple toilet behind the house, and ever since he discovered that his little husband was particularly fond of cleanliness and could only boil water to take a bath in the house when the weather got cold because of lack of conditions, he had already had the idea of ​​building a house.

He wanted to build a brick house for his husband with bright windows and comfortable furniture.

A convenient bathroom and clean toilet should also be built.

Si Cen actually thought of the disaster that might happen later in the plot, but looking at Gu Yao's expectant eyes, he nodded and said, "Okay, then your leg should get better soon."

During this period, Si Cen would also boil herbs for Gu Yao to drink every day, all of which he had dug from the mountains before.

Drinking some medicine can relieve the pain in his bones and promote his recovery from injuries.

In fact, he was waiting for Gu Yao to ask.

But Gu Yao never asked him why he knew these things or where the medicine came from.

"When your leg is healed, I want to go into the mountains with you. I heard from Aunt Zhao that you used to like living in the mountains, right? Do you have a house in the mountains? Or a cave? Or a tree house? Wow... that would be so interesting. You must take me there!"

Gu Yao looked at his sparkling eyes and couldn't help but hug him in his arms and kiss his lips, "Okay."

"Hey wait, you haven't finished eating yet...your legs..."

"It can't be crushed."

Amid the rustling sound, the man's voice became hoarse, "Can we eat later?"

"Well... at least, go to the kang..."

"Is this all right?"

"..."

Oh my god, who said that ancient people were conservative!

Cen Cen and the wheelchair both have something to say...