The master often complained that there were too few medicines in stock. Zhu Yuanyuan heard it so hard that his ears almost became calluses, so he took it into his heart. Seeing that the leader's anger was not serious, he naturally refused to give more medicine.
Bai Danian was worried that something might happen to the great witch disciple who was treating the disease independently in the first year, so he came to inquire about the situation on the pretext of getting angry. He didn't really care about how much medicine he got, so he readily agreed, "I will send it to you when the snow stops next time."
"There's no rush," Zhu Yuanyuan said very reasonably, "It's difficult to walk in the thick snow. The bamboo tubes I have here are enough. You can give them to me after spring."
Bai Danian laughed and said, "Okay."
"Why don't you, chief, finish your breakfast here before leaving?" asked Zhu Xiaofen, who had just come from the kitchen.
The so-called brunch is a combination of breakfast and lunch. During the snow season, I stay at home to rest and exercise less, so my appetite becomes smaller accordingly, so I might as well change it to two meals a day.
Every household in the tribe was like this. Bai Danian didn't find it strange. He just shook his head and refused, "I'll go back to eat. My wife is waiting at home."
"Okay," Zhu Xiaofen didn't force her to stay. She turned back to the kitchen and brought out a small rattan bag with fried chestnuts in it. "These are round fried chestnuts. They taste pretty good. You can take them back and give them to my aunt to try."
The poison-testing rat was fed with chestnuts for more than half a month and was still hopping around. There was no need to keep it any longer. In the end, it was roasted and eaten by Brother Zhu who was greedy for fresh meat. Zhu Yuanyuan began to toss the chestnuts.
Whether it is eaten boiled, stir-fried, peeled out and stewed, it is delicious and has been well received by the whole family.
Bai Danian was not polite, collected his things and left, "I have to go back early."
Before going out, he didn't forget to tell Zhu Qiang, "Let Yuanyuan work hard and use the herbs sparingly and don't waste them."
Zhu Yuanyuan was embarrassed, and she was following behind. Why didn't she tell her directly?
It's weird to have someone say something in front of someone.
"You heard what the leader said," Zhu Qiang said as he closed the door. "He is so conscientious that he comes to see the situation even in heavy snowfall. If there are many sick people, it is probably time to call a meeting with the young people."
"Well, most of the people who got sick this year are young adults," Zhu Yuanyuan shrugged. "The only exception is the nine-month-old cub who got sick because of a fever."
If there is a meeting, the young and middle-aged people will probably have to go out even though they are sick, and the crowd will groan, and the scene will definitely be lively.
E~ It has a sense of picture.
"What are you thinking about again? Come down quickly," Zhu Qiang frowned and urged, "It's cold on the second floor. You'll catch a cold if you stay too long."
"I know," Zhu Yuanyuan smiled with her eyes turning into little crescent moons, "My father helped me carry the bag of chestnuts down and peel them to make chestnut cake for everyone."
Zhu Qiang snorted coldly, "You are almost an adult, how can you still lift a large thorn ball weighing more than 100 kilograms?"
"How is that possible?" Zhu Yuanyuan denied.
"Then you move it yourself, don't ask me to do it," Zhu Qiang walked downstairs quickly, "It's not easy for little females to be lazy. If word gets out, no males will like it."
Zhu Yuanyuan was very confused when she mentioned this, "You used to worry that I would be coaxed away by males because I was young, and you would not look good when you saw Brother Baishi. Why did you suddenly change your mind and worry that no one wants me?"
Dad's attitude changed too quickly, as if he had become a different person. Could it be that something happened to him after he was in danger and someone passed him by?
The more she thought about it, the more panicked she became. She couldn't help but use the code commonly used by time travelers to test, "The king of heaven covers the tiger of earth."
Zhu Qiang answered smoothly, "The pagoda suppresses the river demon."
"You, you, you..." Zhu Yuanyuan's pupils suddenly shook, "Who are you? When did you wear it?"
How was she going to kill the strange soul in her father's body and get him back?
Don't say that time travelers should unite, help each other, and cooperate for win-win situations. Anyway, it will definitely not work for her cherished family members.
"I am your father!" Zhu Qiang stopped and looked up at his daughter to reprimand, "Don't say these strange words all day long and make the whole family imitate them. If you mislead your niece again in the future, you will be beaten."
Zhu Yuanyuan choked, her father was so cruel, but what he said made sense.
The memory of the past life is too deep, and this life is bound to the Tongzi. It is inevitable to talk nonsense when you are careless.
Forget it, these are not important. What is important is that dad seems to think that the baby in the second sister-in-law's belly is a little female. No wonder he treats her more and more.
Becoming more and more stringent.
Zhu Yuanyuan, who thought she had found the truth, was a little sad. The almost-adult cub was no match for the unborn cub. Was it a loss of morality or a distortion of human nature?
The power of intergenerational marriage is truly extraordinary.
"Sister," Zhu Yongmeng ran up and rubbed his hands and asked, "I heard that daddy said you want to bring big thorns, no, chestnuts to make delicious food. Is one bag enough? How about two bags? Make some so you don’t have enough to eat.”
Zhu Yuanyuan was filled with sadness all over the floor, and said angrily, "Don't ask, how many bags do you want to move? Even if you can't use them all today, you can save them for next time."
"Okay, I'll carry six bags down right now," Zhu Yongmeng got the word and started immediately.
Zhu Yuanyuan was speechless. The second brother was really greedy, but it didn't matter. She was the one who made the chestnut cake. She had the final say on how much she made, and no one dared to have an opinion.
With this in mind, Zhu Yuanyuan also carried the bag down.
Maodong was idle when she was idle, finding some work for everyone so that her father would not have time to pick on her.
The brother and sister each had their own plans, so they directly carried seven bags of nearly a thousand kilograms of chestnuts downstairs, and gathered everyone in the kitchen to roast and peel the chestnuts. There was a lot of people, and they could save some firewood by not burning the kang for the time being.
Zhu Qiang prides himself on being a mature and stable parent. He doesn't like snacks and is not interested in the chestnut cake his daughter mentioned, but he still has to do the work he should do.
An adult must be diligent and progressive, and he must set a good example for his cubs.
"Work hard," Zhu Qiang scolded his children. "The lazy ones will have no meat to eat tonight, and they won't even think about sleeping."
Brother Zhu cried on the spot, "You are such a good dad."
"I am the better mother-in-law," Zhu Xiaofen stepped forward. She was holding a small stone pot in her hand and her eyes wandered back and forth on her children. "Who is thirsty? Come and drink potato sweet fruit soup for me. Have a taste."
Put potatoes and sweet fruits together to make soup and drink it. Hey, you can tell it tastes strange without even tasting it.
The room fell silent for a moment, and everyone began to work hard. There were those who pry the shells, and some who peeled the chestnut shells. There was a good understanding, but no one wanted to try the dark juice.
"No one drinks?" Zhu Xiaofen was displeased, "Then the old rules are, one bowl per person, until all is finished."
After saying that, he placed the small stone pot on the big stone table and ran to the cupboard to get the bowl.
Zhu Yongmeng grimaced and muttered in a low voice, "The old rule is not to pull out branches. Whoever pulls the shortest one gets the prize? Why did it change to the whole family sharing it?"
"Oh, it's a pity that Master didn't join us during the snow season this year," Zhu Yuanyuan muttered, "How did I get so obsessed with making delicious food? Just make it, and you learned how to innovate."
"What did you two say?" Zhu Qiang scolded him with a straight face, "You have good intentions too."
Zhu Yongmeng curled his lips and said, "Dad, it's easy for me. How about you try it alone?"
"Ahem," Zhu Qiang cleared his throat and abruptly changed the subject, "There are a lot of chestnut kernels. Yuanyuan is not going to make chestnut cake. Come on, it goes well with the sweet fruit soup."
Drink potato sweet fruit soup first, then eat a piece of cake to soak up the taste, perfect!
