Cheng Wanwan put down what she was doing and followed Aunt Wang to the old house.
As soon as she walked in, she smelled the fragrance of rice and saw Loach feeding millet porridge to the man lying on the bed.
This millet porridge is yellow in color and is not mixed with other grains or wild vegetables.
Aunt Wang said: "He is covered with injuries and can't eat anything else. Drink more corn porridge to nourish his energy and blood and recover quickly."
Cheng Wanwan felt that Aunt Wang was really a kind-hearted person.
When I was poor in the past, I had nothing to eat at home, and I would still feed Sidan with steamed buns.
Now that the Wang family has just gotten better, they cooked a large bowl of corn porridge for a stranger.
It was really the right decision to hand over the braised food business to the Wang family.
After Loach finished feeding the millet porridge, Cheng Wanwan walked into the house and saw the person lying on the bed with a pale face, but his open eyes were full of vigilance. .
Cheng Wanwan took the initiative to speak: "Remember that I brought you back, right? Then, can I ask why you were injured and fell on the grass?"
The man was silent and did not speak.
Cheng Wanwan continued to speak: "Since I saved you, I will not harm you again. Moreover, you are covered with injuries and it is difficult to move. What if the people who are chasing you come to your door again?"
"My surname is He, and my last name is just one character for Xiao, He Xiao." The man finally said, "I was being chased and fell from the mountain. Those people should have thought that I was dead and would not come after me."
He Xiao closed his eyes in pain, unable to look back on the past.
"Since they think you are dead, you don't have to rush back." Cheng Wanwan smiled, "I saved your life, how should I repay the favor of saving my life?"
He Xiao's eyes opened.
In the past, he could promise thousands of dollars, but now, he has nothing.
He was silent for a long time and then said: "You can say whatever you want, as long as I can do it, I will never refuse."
Cheng Wanwan said: "You have a sword on your body..."
He Xiao tightened his fingers.
This is the Blue Moon Sword that Master found the best craftsmen to make. It was a gift from Master. No other sword can be found in the entire country. This is the only thing he has left. Master once said that the sword is as long as the person is there, but the sword is destroyed. Then people die.
Others are not dead, but their hearts are dead.
Even though this sword is priceless, it has no meaning.
He said: "Then take it away..."
"I mean, you have a sword on your body, do you know kung fu?" Cheng Wanwan looked at him and said, "After you recover from your injury, teach my son to learn kung fu and spend a year to repay the kindness of saving your life. How about it?" "
He Xiao was stunned: "Aren't you afraid that I will hurt you by staying here?"
"Didn't you say that those people thought you were dead? What's there to be afraid of when you're already dead?" Cheng Wanwan laughed, "From now on, you will be my sons' distant cousin. He’s my distant cousin, his name is Xiao He.”
The words "distant relatives" are the most difficult to trace back. Even if Mrs. Cheng comes, she may not be able to calculate how many distant relatives there are in the Cheng family. This identity will not cause any problems for the time being.
He Xiao cupped his hands and said, "Cousin Xiao He, I have met my cousin."
"Then you stay here and recover well. I will have food and food delivered to you."
Cheng Wanwan gave some instructions and walked out of the house.
Outside, the Wang family was cleaning up the pig offal, and the barley, wheat, and loach were all helping. The whole family was busy.
"Dashan Niang!" Aunt Wang stopped her and handed over a bamboo basket, "It's not even bright yet, and this kid like Loach followed Zhang Dagang to fish in the river. I've told you a long time ago that the water in the river is just fresh. Get up, there are no fish, this kid insists on going, he didn’t touch the fish, and picked up a lot of snails, we don’t know how to do this stuff, Dashan Niang, if you can do it, take them all back.”
This bamboo basket is filled with snails, weighing at least five or six kilograms.
Cheng Wanwan's eyes lit up: "Then I'm not polite. I'll bring you a bowl when it's ready."
When they first started the business, several of their partners would work late at night and would go to the snack street for late-night snacks. Snails were a must-order. The more they ate, the more they wanted to eat them. They couldn’t stop eating them. That kind of thing.
She couldn't help but lick her lips.
After returning home, Cheng Wanwan immediately began to deal with the snails.
Wu Huiniang's head came closer: "Mom, this thing has a strong muddy smell. Should I put some mint leaves in it?"
Cheng Wanwan was surprised: "Is there any mint here?"
She always thought that peppermint was a modern product, but she didn't expect that it existed in ancient times.
Wu Huiniang nodded: "Last year, Dashan brought these snails back from the river. I just added mint to cover up the muddy smell, but it still didn't taste good. But if my mother makes it, it should be delicious."
Everyone in the family said that she cooks delicious food. In fact, she relies entirely on her mother-in-law's guidance. If she didn't have her mother-in-law to tell her the steps, she would still cook it all in the pot no matter what the food is. Although it is simple and convenient, it is still the same as before. The taste is really hard to say.
Cheng Wanwan asked Chunhua to go to the mountain to collect mint leaves, then wash the snails over and over again, and finally put a drop of oil in to make the snails spit out as much sand and gravel as possible. In the evening, they can start to officially make the snails. .
She was busy when a person suddenly walked in at the door.
She quickly stood up, wiped her hands, and went over to say hello: "Why is Master Yu here?"
This wife was brought here by the county magistrate himself, and when he was talking to Magistrate Shen, his aura and figure were vaguely superior to Magistrate Shen, so she concluded that this person's identity was probably not simple.
It should be that his official career was blocked or his family was in decline, so he had no choice but to come to Dahe Village to teach.
Master Yu twirled his beard, trying his best to cover up his discomfort, coughed and said, "Mr. Zhao Cheng..."
Cheng Wanwan smiled and said: "Master Yu will stay in the village for a long time in the future. It's really strange for me to call Mrs. Zhao Cheng. Just like everyone else in the village, please call me Dashan Niang."
As soon as she spoke, Master Yu felt the slightest difference.
Originally, he was still thinking about why Lao Shen left his son to study in the village. Yesterday he thought it was because Cheng Ziyu was here, but today he suddenly came to his senses. He was afraid that it was also because of this Zhao Cheng family.
Master Yu considered it carefully and said, "I came here to ask if I can let Dashan Niang be responsible for cooking my two meals a day from now on?"
His face was full of embarrassment, he had never been so embarrassed in his life.
To be honest, he has never had much appetite, but after eating the food of Zhao Cheng's family and the food of Li Zheng's family yesterday, when comparing the two, the gap is really huge. He didn't eat anything all night long. Sleep well and make this request shamelessly. This is the only thing he has done proactively in his life.
He shamelessly added, "How much does the monthly food expenses cost? Dashan Niang just asks."
"Master Yu, you don't need to worry about the meal expenses. After the village pays you the teaching fee every month, there is still a lot of money left for repairs." Cheng Wanwan said with a smile, "Uncle Li Zheng will take care of this part of the money." Give it to me, and I will have your daily meals delivered on time, and Master Yu can teach in peace."
Master Yu quickly thanked him and left.
As soon as he left, Li Zheng came in with a face full of shame: "My old woman only knows how to cook, and my two daughters-in-law are just confused about cooking. Otherwise, Mrs. Yu wouldn't come to you... Dashan Niang, there are four more people this month." A child comes to school. There are currently seventy-six students in the school. After deducting Master Yu’s tuition, there are still more than 200 Wen left. I will give you 500 Wen here, which will be considered as Master Yu’s monthly meals. fee."
What he said was that the money from the village's public account would be used to subsidize it.
Cheng Wanwan did not refuse. The food at her home was really top-notch in the village. She had at least one dry meal a day, meat from time to time, and plenty of oil and salt for the vegetables. Five hundred pennies a month was really not expensive.
Furthermore, only when teachers eat well can they have better energy to teach children to read.
There are more than seventy students for one teacher, and there will only be more students in the future. She feels a headache for this master.
