"Oh, Huang Cai, I remember you used to apply a pale yellow ointment to your hands and feet before bed when it was scorching hot, what was that for?" Jiang Biyun leaned in with interest and took a whiff, "It smells very fragrant."
"It's to prevent mosquitoes and such~" Huang Cai replied, "I made a small box of it before the semester started using herbs I gathered from the mountain."
"You can make this?" He Zhilan exclaimed, "That's impressive."
"What's so impressive? In our village, every family knows how to make a simple salve for minor injuries. There are plenty of these herbs growing wild on our mountain. When the season comes, they cover the entire area." Huang Cai shrugged nonchalantly.
"You're really something, keeping all the good stuff to yourself. Didn't you see us cursing and swearing from all the mosquito bites we got in the summer?" Chen Xiting scolded, leaping towards Huang Cai and wrapping an arm around her neck in a jokingly interrogating manner.
