Probably the bowl of soup he drank before was so bad that it made Su Qingluan's toes touch the ground. Instead, it had the effect of "putting oneself to death and living again". The next day, after Su Qingluan slept all night, he felt tired. The feeling has actually eased a lot, and not only that, even my appetite has returned a lot.
Su Qingluan muttered: "Is this the effect of the extremely unpleasant decoction?" Because the effect is indeed remarkable, even if Su Qingluan wants to cut off his tongue immediately every time he drinks the medicine, he will pass out on the spot. She still followed Mu Xingzhi's instructions before leaving and drank the decoction three times a day for three consecutive days.
After these days of "baptism" with the decoction, Su Qingluan felt that her body and mind had been baptized and purified, and she was able to withstand more pressure from life.
After drinking the decoction, Su Qingluan put a piece of malt candy into his mouth, which relieved the terrible bitterness and finally allowed Su Qingluan to return to the world from the hell of taste.
Yang and Su Guangfu did not feel Su Qingluan's resentment about the taste of the soup. Instead, they watched Su Qingluan's condition getting better day by day. They sighed more than once, "Mr. Mu can cure his illness with the medicine, and he is like a living god." .
Su Qingluan always felt that the two of them had already worshiped Mu Xingzhi personally, and now they wanted to set up an immortal tablet for him, eat fast and chant Buddha's name every day to make offerings to Mu Xingzhi.
However, Su Qingluan was also very grateful to Mu Xingzhi for diagnosing her pulse and prescribing medicine - although she a little suspected that this person was behind her and made some adjustments to the medicine - so when she could move freely, she no longer had to be bedridden. At that time, Su Qingluan decided to think of some food and bring it to Mu Xingzhi as a thank you gift.
After thinking about it, Su Qingluan decided to make a mung bean cake that combined elements of flower cakes - of course, she admitted that part of the reason was that there were still a lot of pickled flower petals left, which would go bad if not eaten for a while, so it would be a waste.
With this in mind, Su Qingluan took out the leftover mung beans from the summer mung bean soup at home, poured them into the water and soaked them.
It was still early in the morning, and Yang and Su Guangfu had just gone out. Although Su Qingluan said everything was fine, it seemed that the two of them still felt that Su Qingluan had just recovered from a serious illness and was not suitable to follow them to the town immediately.
What's more, Su Qingluan's working status around the clock was a bit shocking to the peasant couple who had not been baptized in 1996. They firmly believed that Su Qingluan's small body should not be overworked and let her rest at home.
But now that Su Qingluan has generally recovered, she can't rest.
"Sister, sister, what are you doing?" Su Xueyan's soft and waxy voice came from behind.
"Are you awake?" Su Qingluan looked at the casserole on the stove: the preserved egg and lean meat porridge was steaming, with shredded salted bacon and preserved eggs that had been boiled until they became translucent rolling inside. , there are faintly floating light yellow ginger shreds, just waiting for a handful of chopped green onion as an embellishment.
The wild vegetable pancakes made by Yang last night were specially reserved for the two sisters who stayed at home. Su Qingluan poked the pancakes on the basket with chopsticks: Well, they should be warmed through.
"Go and wash your hands and face. You can have breakfast later." Su Qingluan turned around and said to her sister who was leaning against him, but he did not lower his head to touch her little head or pinch her as before. nose.
It's not that Su Qingluan doesn't think about it, it's actually that the disease is making the difference between recovery and recovery. Su Qingluan is not sure whether she is still contagious at this stage. She didn't want one more person to suffer due to her negligence - Liu Yuniang had already been careless, and if her little sister was infected again, she would be a bit guilty.
Thinking like this, Su Qingluan still patiently kept her head and didn't look back, but she touched her little hands around her waist and explained: "Now I'm not sure whether my condition is really completely cured, so I can't be too far away from you." It's close. But in a few days, when I'm fully recovered, I can play with you."
"Sister, please get well soon." The little girl looked at Su Qingluan's chin eagerly, "Aunt Li next door has been getting fatter and fatter recently, and she can't even play with me anymore!"
Su Qingluan smiled and said: "Aunt Li is not getting fat, but she is going to give birth to a little brother or a little sister." Children over three years old have no concept of "pregnancy", so they can only go by the impression that the belly is getting bigger and bigger. Sun Guixiang is "fat".
But when she heard that there was a younger brother or younger sister, the little girl immediately became energetic: "Can my younger brother or younger sister play with me?"
"Well...it will probably take some time before he or she can play with you - but you can wait until your younger siblings are born and visit them more, so that they can grow up faster and accompany you. How about playing?"
So the little girl stopped being unhappy about the problem of Aunt Li's "getting fat", and started thinking about when her new little brother and sister would be able to meet her.
After Su Qingluan and her sister had breakfast, they tidied up the housework at home for a while, and then showed Su Xueyan the "homework" that Su Xuanhe had assigned her in recent days.
I have to say that Su Xuanhe has made great progress in calligraphy since he went to school. His original problem of being impatient while writing has improved a lot, and he has also mastered the structure of fonts much better.
However, in order to prevent Su Xueyan, who had no foundation, from being led astray by Su Xuanhe, who had a weak foundation, Su Qingluan retyped her sister's handwriting according to the original font and asked her to write in the room.
After writing for a while, Su Qingluan thought that she could not let the child sit in the house all the time, so she thought about the games she played when she was a child without electronic devices. Finally, Su Qingluan decided to take her sister to hopscotch in the yard.
This is a very simple game that not only exercises physical fitness, but also exercises balance ability - draw a semicircle or triangle on the ground to represent the "roof", and connect one or two squares side by side below. The size should be enough to put your entire feet in and still have room for your hands.
The row before and after the two squares must be a single square, and cannot form a "field grid" with two consecutive rows of side-by-side squares. The number of times a single square appears can be arbitrarily specified two or three times.
Only one foot can enter a square, and you cannot change feet before entering two side-by-side squares.
Therefore, if independent squares appear two or three times in a row, the player must jump forward on one foot.
Each square must be numbered, and the order of the numbers can be disrupted to increase the difficulty and interest of the game.
The player takes the pebbles and throws them into the corresponding squares in order from small to large, then jumps to the corresponding number with one or both feet to grab the pebbles. If all the numbers are thrown without making any mistakes, the victory is considered.
