Motherwort, what a good and competent name. As soon as you hear it, you know that this thing is good for women.
"No, no, no, master, I am a girl, not a mother yet. I don't need such extra benefits."
Su Yourong said that she could call her dad, but this kind of fatherly love that was as heavy as a mountain falling apart and the ground breaking apart really had to be accepted with kindness.
Children hate bitter things very much. It’s not the sequelae of taking medicine or psychological shadow when they are sick. It is said to be because children’s sense of taste is particularly sensitive.
Boss Lin was very dissatisfied with this.
Children are so unreliable. They always say that tears are salty, but adults know that tears are actually bitter.
Boss Lin held a beautiful and round black casserole,
"Come on, come on, hurry up and kill it while it's hot"
Su Yourong rubbed her belly with one hand and said with tears in her eyes,
"No, no, no, master, you see I'm better now, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore."
"Master, let me taste it for you. Tons, tons, tons. You see, I have told you that the motherwort grown in the soil here in Yanhui Mountain, Master, is really not bitter."
Lin Chou smiled kindly and secretly turned his head to the side.
grandma
What's going on
My whole mouth is numb.
e. If Xiao Yourong didn't chew several motherwort sticks stupidly like himself, it shouldn't be a big problem.
Good medicine tastes bitter
Sure enough, the soil quality of Yanhui Mountain is good and excellent. The more bitter it is, the better the medicine is.
cough
"Shihu, I've seen it all, your movements are very obvious."
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What's going on with this kid? Why is this apprenticeship so difficult to lead?
"Master, master, what are you doing? Are you looking for something strange?"
Lin Weiren's expression was expressionless when he expressed his sorrow.
"I remember there was an iron funnel in my cabinet for pouring oil into bottles. Did you see where I put it?"
Su Yourong o﹏o
"Boss, what are you looking for? Dishes. I put all the washed dishes in the biggest cabinet."
Clam
There are still some dishes left after Akira finished washing them.
Boss Lin said seriously,
"Yourong had a stomachache. I gave her stewed medicine, but she refused to take it, so I looked for a funnel."
Su Yourong said quietly,
"So Master, you are still lying to me, right? When did soup turn into medicine?"
"It turns out Rong is sick," Sister Oyue Xiong put aside an unknown number of pure sixth-grade dog hair scarves, "I'll come, I'll come, let me come, there's no need to look for a funnel, I'm the best at treating illnesses What's up?"
Tolerant
She had a "vague" impression of the busty sister's method of rescuing an unlucky evolver.
The method is unique and skillful, the chest is opened, the bones are broken and then the bones are set, and the operation is seamless and natural.
Help, help
"I drink, that's all I drink"
Sister Da Yuexiong looked at her regretfully,
"Why don't you really try our Tiankeng tribe's very popular method of treating stomachache? It's very effective without taking any medicine at all."
Su Yourong was trembling,
"No, no need"
She seriously doubted that Sister Otsuki Hung would take out the contents of her stomach and wash them with dish soap before putting them back again.
The evolvers at Yanhui Mountain were also very concerned about Su Yourong, Lin Chou's little apprentice. Rather than being called an apprentice, it would be more appropriate to call him an adopted daughter.
Most women of the right age probably have the desire to raise a well-behaved daughter who looks like a caring little cotton-padded jacket. But for most men, the conditions are relatively simple. All they need is to be their daughter's slave. It doesn't matter whether they are well-behaved or not.
"How is Yourong? Are you feeling better?"
"Boss Lin, Yourong is indeed healed, right?"
“It’s really no problem, no side effects.”
After all, he is an ordinary person, although his physique is a bit special.
Lin Chou said that after a series of reasonable threats from Sister Da Yuexiong, Su Yourong had fully and completely recovered and started to supervise Sister Da Yuexiong in washing the dishes in the kitchen early in the morning.
Did you hear the sound of the ukulele, like sawing wood? Su Yourong played it
The little thing said that Sister Otsuki Hung was too lonely washing dishes and needed her company and music.
Fortunately, the gift that Brother Yourong brought to this little thing only contained a delicate ukulele instead of an erhu. Otherwise, Sister Otsuki Hung might not have survived this summer, not today.
hiss
Women have such a strong desire for revenge, and it has nothing to do with age.
"Lin Zi, today's soup seems different from previous ones."
"Put in the green vegetables"
"I used to say that the pig blood soup looked a bit monotonous. It only contained pig blood, onions and peppers. Now with these vegetables, it is perfect."
Yes, of course it’s motherwort.
Boss Lin doesn't believe in that evil. Some people don't like such a good thing. I have to let everyone prove it for me, Lin.
Facts have proved that being addicted to bitterness is indeed a manifestation of attitude towards life.
"Motherwort"
"Is it the new improved formula? It's not bad, but the taste is a little lighter."
Some people were very fascinated by the bitter and spicy taste of motherwort, and said that the taste was even better. Some people said that it was not bitter enough and suggested that Lin Chou add some bitter melon to try it.
Master Shan looked confused.
“There are really people with such strong tastes.”
Lin Chou glanced at him,
"You like to eat half-cooked stinky tofu without being fried, and no one says you have a strong taste."
"彳庍口巴."
Master Shan suddenly swallowed a big mouthful of saliva,
“I’m really greedy when it comes to stinky tofu.”
Lin Chou suddenly said,
"We should make some tofu. When the loach and small fish in the back mountain are getting fat, we can make tofu with fish paste, hiss."
Shanye "hisses"
July is indeed a month with abundant bright light and various food sources in the wilderness.
For all kinds of small miscellaneous fish in the mountain stream, the algae they like are in the season of reproduction, and the shrimps are also beginning to lay eggs. Each one is full of fat, and the earthy smell in the meat is greatly reduced.
Mr. Shan’s face is worth tens of thousands,
"I have to make tofu anyway, so why don't you give us a few pieces of stinky tofu after all your hard work? I heard that you just need to soak it in that kind of juice for a day and a half and it's ready. It's very simple."
Lin Chou hesitated.
"Isn't it a bit too much for us to think that one thing is the same?"
Master Shan said seriously,
"We eat, drink, gamble, and don't have basic necessities of life. Don't you always say this? Food comes second. This is human nature. How can we go too far? We have to meet the basic survival needs of the people. This is very Positive behavior.”
"Oh, is that so?"
"Isn't that right? Why are you going to give it to me? Leave this physical work to me. Your Grandpa Dashan, I can help you best. Grinding tofu with a stone mill is a skill you are born with. You know Well, there's no millstone. I can just go to the back mountain and pick out a big stone. That's a big deal."
