Chapter 29 Crisis Awareness

The clouds outside the room gradually dissipated, and a large area of sunlight finally projected on the ground. Lu Mengji put down the things in his hand, opened the door and let the sunlight in.

"Auncle Li, I keep these pots are really useful. You may not understand now. I will definitely explain it to you in a couple of days." Lu Mengjian didn't know where to get a rag and carefully wiped the rust around the broken pot in the light.

Looking at Lu Mengjian's fascinated appearance, Aunt Li is very helpless. This woman's serious appearance is also pleasant, but sometimes it is always a little difficult to see through.

The bamboo was sent the next morning. Li Dazhuang has always been quick to do things. After hearing that Lu Mengzhen was in urgent need, he went to cut two bamboos in the bamboo forest. When the sky was bright, he cut out a bundle of bamboo baskets.

Aunt Li quickly weaved the bamboo strips together, and the craftsmanship was very exquisite. Lu Mengjian deliberately poured water on it, and no water stains oozed out for a long time.

According to the previous appearance, several broken pots were stitched together. After wrapping the periphery tightly with bamboo baskets, a few pieces of bark were tied to the seams and shook them hard. After confirming that they were correct, they put the strangely shaped "stillation pot" back on the stove head. Although there is not even a cooling tank on this distillery pot and needs to be manually poured with cold water, it is rare to make this appearance.

After two days of locust blossoms, Lu Mengji has already collected and prepared for the experiment. Aunt Li looked at the strange-shaped thing and didn't know what medicine was sold in Lu Mengjian's gourd. She stood by and watched.

Lu Mengji added the hole reserved for the well water to the furnace, closed the whole distiller again, leaving only one side of the small tube to guide the steam outflow. Thinking of the embarrassment of burning the fire two days ago, I couldn't help asking Aunt Li to help burn the fire, which made me feel relieved.

The fire quickly burned, and the water in the pot kept boiling for a while, and then I saw white steam coming out of the mouth of the pipe. However, as soon as I touched the bowl deliberately held by Lu Mengjie at the mouth of the pipe, it condensed into water droplets, slowly integrated into the injection, and fell down into the bowl below.

As soon as the heat arrived, Lu Mengzhi didn't care about the hot hand. He opened the small hole on the distillery pot, grabbed the locust flower and stuffed it in. Then he stuffed a basket of locust flowers into the pot, and then quickly blocked the hole. He raised the small bowl for cooling in his hand and put it at the steam outlet.

In a short time, you will see a continuous stream of steam coming out of the distillery. After agglutination, it will fall into a note. It's just that the bowl is getting hotter and hotter, and steam keeps coming out of the bowl and drifting into the air. As a result, there are fewer and fewer drops of water falling down.

"Mengjian, what are you doing? As long as you boil the water vapor, you will waste so much firewood in vain." Aunt Li saw that she had ruined so much firewood, but she couldn't help but feel sad to collect this little water vapor. You know, those firewood were cut back by her man from the mountain little by little. Now At first glance, it feels a little worthless.

Lu Mengjian picked up the bowl of water on the ground, carefully weighed it for a while, pointed to the thin layer of grease floating on the water and said, "Aun Aunt Li, touch the water with your finger and smell it."

Aunt Li stretched out her forefinger and scratched it in the bowl and put it under her nose. Her locked eyebrows suddenly unfolded and looked at Lu Mengjian with some doubt, "It smells so good! What a familiar aroma, like... I can't remember it at this time.

Gently put the bowl aside, Lu Mengjian looked at Aunt Li with a smile and was not in a hurry to speak.

"Oh, it's the fragrance of locust flowers! Why am I so familiar? It's strange. It's just that I boiled some locust flowers, and the water actually has the aroma of locust flowers. Mengjian, how did you do it?" Aunt Li looked at Lu Mengjian excitedly, which was happier than Lu Mengjian.

"In fact, these are just the simplest, and this is only the basic stage. When I purify this fragrance, it will be dozens of times more fragrant than what you smell now!" Lu Mengji looked down at the ** in the bowl. Although the density of water and oil is different, oil and water will automatically separate, and it is much more difficult to separate the oil on the water surface than simply getting this **.

"It smells better than this! Then I really can't imagine that the water alone is much more fragrant than the locust flowers on the tree. How fragrant can it be? Aunt Li still put her index finger under her nose and kept smelling the fragrance on her hands. "I'm not going to wash this hand today. I'll keep it for Zhonger's father to smell."

Lu Mengjian's eyes were full of smiles, "Aunuch Li is so shameless. Is it possible that she plans not to wash her hands all her life? I'm afraid that when she cooks, Zhong'er's father can't bear to chopsticks..."

"If this fragrance doesn't dissipate for a lifetime, I really plan to keep it like this. Which woman in the world doesn't love fragrance? It's just that the conditions in our small mountain village don't allow it. Otherwise, I really want to paint and powder like those little daughters-in-law in the city, and there is even a fragrance in the wind when I walk." Aunt Li thought of the flowery young ladies she saw in the city and yearned for it.

Aunt Li's confession made Lu Mengjian feel a little surprised. In her impression, ancient women were always restrained and implicit, and exquisite makeup was generally exclusive to dusty women. She didn't expect that the world would be so fashionable. Even rural women like Aunt Li have this consciousness, which shows her love for beauty. It is ancient.

In this way, Lu Mengji's original idea was more firm.

Seeing that Mengjian did not respond, Aunt Li suddenly came forward and said mysteriously, "Mengjian, now you are more handsome than when you came out of our Shita Village. I see that Mr. Lin's eyes are different from usual every time you two have been married for a long time. Why haven't you been moving?"

Lu Mengjian naturally understood these men and women's affairs after living for more than 20 years, but he was still felt blushing and heartbeat. She saw Aunt Li staring narrowly at her stomach. Her white cheeks were like red apples, and she pushed Aunt Li shyly and gently, "Aunt Li, what are you talking about? , me, we..."

She and Lin Daimo are originally a puppet couple. Naturally, there can't be a result, but she is ashamed to talk about it. She hesitated for a long time and can't explain it clearly, and her face turns redder and red.

"Oi, my aunt is an experienced person. Looking at your embarrassed appearance, I didn't know that I thought it was your aunt who bullied you. However, you should remember that men are all old and old. I think Mr. Lin is so good-looking, and I'm afraid that you can't suppress him in the future, so I remind you so that you don't have to be sad in the future," Aunt Li's earnest exhortation, which made Lu Mengjian's heart gushed out.

Although she may not have any results with Lin Daimo in the future, Lu Mengji was also moved by the concern of her elders.

"And according to Zhong'er's father, Mr. Lin's family must not be an ordinary family. I don't know what will happen when he goes home this time, and there is no news for two days... Meng Jian, don't blame your aunt for talking too much, you might as well go to the city to ask what's going on, so that you can know." Aunt Li was kind, but what she said was really inconsiderate. Lu Mengjian always felt strange in her heart, as if she had been abandoned.

"How can it be, Aunt Li? You think too much. He is not that kind of person, but don't worry, even if something happens, with an aunt, Mengjian will definitely not suffer losses!" Lu Mengjian pretended to be careless and laughed. She happened to see a few patches on Aunt Li's sleeve and had an idea and said, "But after I came to the village, I changed these two clothes. The weather is really not enough to wear. Why don't we go to the city tomorrow to buy a piece of cloth and make a laundry!"

As soon as Aunt Li said her words, she felt a little inappropriate, but when she heard Lu Mengjian's proposal to go to the city, she knew that she could not rest assured of Mr. Lin, so she relaxed and responded.

At this time, in the dungeon of Linfu, even if it was noon, it was still dark, emitting a piercing coolness everywhere.

Deep in the dungeon, a young man is lying motionless on the wet grass. There is a cold and hard iron ring on his ankle, connected to a long iron chain.

Next to the iron fence two meters away, there is a food box with a bowl of white rice and a plate of colorless dishes. This is the food delivered in the morning. After a morning, it is still in place.

Suddenly, someone came in, and the sound of footsteps kept echoing in the empty darkness. After a while, they came to the fence, took the morning food box aside, and put the new food aside.

"Young master, young master," the man tried his best to lower his voice and kept shouting the man lying not far away, but the man was still motionless.

"Young master, I'm Fang Yuan. You have suffered," the young man who came to deliver the meal was slightly choked. "Anyway, you should eat something. Fang Yuan looks uncomfortable like this."

"Cough," Lin Daimo turned his face and his eyes looked particularly bright in the dark. However, because the water had not come in for two days, his voice was hoarse and speechless. Looking at the accompanying student who had followed him for nearly ten years not far away, I had mixed feelings.

"Drink some water to moisten your throat first. I made all these meals myself. Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to save you!" Fang Yuan tried to hand over the water, but there was still a long distance from Lin Daimo, so he was so anxious that tears fell down.

"After the master went, the young master disappeared. Fang Yuan heard the girl in the house say that the lady had kicked you out. I still don't believe it, but today I saw the lady like this to you... Young Master, Fang Yuan is sorry for you. If I hadn't insisted on finding the young master, I wouldn't have let the young master return to Lin's mansion again." Fang Yuan knelt down. On the ground, looking at Lin Daimo lying on the ground trembling, his heart was cut like a knife.

"I have bought the guards of the dungeon, and I will serve the young master for three meals in the future. Young master, you should get better as soon as possible. I will definitely find a way to help you escape!"