Yao Jingping chuckled, touched the dog's head, got up, dressed, washed and cooked.
I looked at the frozen buns that were as hard as stones and covered with ice in the basket. There were only three left in total.
After thinking about it, I put down the buns and left a few for Zhou Zhiyuan.
But when will he come back? Are the results of Uncle Er's examination serious?
If he doesn't come back, go to the county hospital to find him, right? When the sun comes out, the snow should melt on the way down the mountain. It should not be difficult to go down the mountain.
In an era without telephones or mobile phones, communication was really inconvenient.
Yao Jingping has truly realized the disadvantages caused by the inconvenience of communication in this era.
My mind was running wild with thoughts and my hands didn't stop.
Find some cornmeal, pour a bowl of cold water into it and stir it into a paste with chopsticks, then wash and cut the radish Cai Genyun brought over into shreds.
Salt the shredded radish and squeeze out the water.
Boil the water in the pot, pour in the stirred cornmeal batter and shredded radish, and add a little salt to adjust the taste.
A small pot of fragrant rice is ready.
She remembered that he had cooked this meal for her when she just got married in her previous life.
The sticky pot looks unattractive, but it tastes very good.
If you like it sweet, add some sugar; if you like it salty, add some salt. He often soaks some soybeans a day in advance and adds them.
It can be used as a meal or a vegetable, and it can also supplement protein.
It's just that she was too ignorant at that time. Every time she ate it, she always looked disgusted and said it was country bumpkin food for feeding dogs.
He was always silent as always. She scolded her fiercely but she was more happy than he was. He would do it every once in a while.
Yao Jingping filled a bowl for Hei Lang and a bowl for himself. Each person and the dog ate with gusto.
The dog who was eating suddenly stretched its neck, rubbed its head and twisted its head. It tensed its body, bent its front legs and straightened its hind legs in a defensive posture. It grinned and barked loudly at the yard.
I'm afraid that someone Hei Lang doesn't like is here again.
Yao Jingping couldn't help frowning, hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hands, breathed towards the window, and raised his hand to wipe them quickly.
She glanced out the window and couldn't help but twist her mouth.
really.
It's Wang Guihua, the old madam again, how can she have the nerve to come to the house again?
Instead of her usual arrogant attitude, she looked very weak.
Even though he was supported by Zhou Changcun, he still staggered when he walked.
Yao Jingping simply sat down and continued eating.
We need to get a bigger gate. This fence gate is of no use at all. It can't even stop pigs and dogs.
On a cold day, I sat next to a small clay stove that was burning brightly, eating a warm bowl of shredded radish and cornmeal rice, and at the end I poured a cup of fragrant and sweet malted milk, which made the house smell delicious.
The knocking on the door was still noisy.
"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, please open the door..."
It was Zhou Changcun's voice.
Zhou Changcun was loyal, honest and capable, and he tried his best to help Zhou Zhiyuan. He sent him the firewood and wheat straw for cooking at home, so it was not easy to turn him away at this time.
Yao Jingping stood up and opened the door, standing in the room with his arms folded and looking at the two people outside the door.
"Tranquility, my throat hurts..."
Wang Guihua's facial features were twisted into a ball, looking like a shriveled gourd that had lost its moisture.
She pinched her throat with one hand, and a hoarse sound came from her mouth, which sounded like sandpaper scraping the ground.
She had already stepped into the house with one leg, stretched her neck and looked into the house with a pair of cloudy little eyes. She sniffed hard several times and drool came out of the corner of her mouth.
The smell of food in the house is really good, and the sweet smell of malted milk is really addictive.
When she came back yesterday, she went to Yao Jingran's place to make trouble, and then she was so burned that she was confused. Except for Yao Jingping's bowl of chili water, there was nothing else in her stomach.
The fever has subsided, but my throat is very uncomfortable.
It felt like someone was pulling her throat with a knife, and even swallowing her saliva made her cry.
Sadly, when she woke up in the morning, Chen Hongxia cooked a pot of corn rice. Before the rice had cooled down, she quickly poured it into her mouth from the bowl. She was really hungry.
This was great. After swallowing a mouthful of hot corn crumbs, a layer of skin seemed to be peeled off the throat. The corn crumbs remaining in the throat were as painful as sand. The old woman was in pain and burst into tears.
She knew very well what happened yesterday. Hu Caiyun from the health center was beaten and carried away by his third daughter-in-law. Now he was too busy taking care of himself. Even if she came to the door, she couldn't tell her what was wrong.
Maybe she would have to go to her house to demand compensation. She was not stupid, so how could she dare to go further?
Apart from Yao Jingping, there is really no one else I can count on.
She asked Chen Hongxia to call Yao Jingping to come over and help her check her throat. Chen Hongxia's head drooped, she quickly packed away the dishes on the table and ran outside to wash the dishes.
She jingled on purpose.
Go and ask Yao Jingping to come over and see her? Where did she get such a big face?
She even regretted that when Yao Jingping asked for chili peppers yesterday, why didn't she bring more and kill the old madam to relieve her anger.
She is a lazy, bad and cunning thing. If the man was as tough as Zhou Zhiyuan, she would have thought of breaking up!
The fourth child cannot be counted on.
After Zhou Chang'e finished eating, she went back to the bed to hatch the chicks. She couldn't watch my mother suffer.
Zhou Changcun had no choice but to help Wang Guihua to walk to the next yard.
"Malt milk, give me some..."
The sound of the wind breaking the gong came from Wang Guihua's mouth again. She licked her bleeding lips, couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and pointed at the bottle of malted milk placed next to the stove with a greedy look on her face.
She held the door frame with her legs and walked inside.
"Woof woof woof..."
The black wolf jumped up and ran out from behind Yao Jingping. He stood up suddenly, grinned, and gnawed at Wang Guihua with his two canine teeth.
"My mother!"
Wang Guihua was so frightened that she backed away. Fortunately, Zhou Changcun reached out to support her, so she didn't fall to the ground.
Her face turned pale with fright, hoarse voices kept coming out of her throat, her facial features were wrinkled, her lips were trembling, and she pressed hard on her chest with old tree bark. She kept shouting that she was scared to death, she was scared to death.
"If you're afraid, don't come..."
Yao Jingping sneered, turned around deliberately, picked up the malted milk that had been placed on the stove to cool, and drank it with his head raised.
It’s fragrant and sweet and the temperature is just right, comfortable!
She couldn't help but smash her mouth with endless pleasure.
"Sister-in-law, my mother's fever has gone away. Her throat hurts so much. I looked at it this morning and there was no skin left inside..."
Zhou Changcun had the courage to say something.
"Haha, not only does she have no skin, she also has many things she doesn't have, such as heart, liver, and lungs. Does she have it?"
Yao Jingping burped loudly, crossed his arms and stared at Wang Guihua up and down with a mocking expression.
It's true that the appearance comes from the heart, the rat eyes, the flat nose, the droopy mouth, it looks like a traitor at first glance.
The appearance of the third oldest brother, Changzai, is very similar to hers. When she was feeling confused yesterday, she kept shouting to the second oldest brother, Zhou Changcun, that Zhou Yongliang is back. So her man probably looks like Zhou Changcun.
The fourth child, Chang'e, is tall and strong, with a complexion as dark as black coal, and has no resemblance to the second child and the third child.
Could it be that these sticks in the Zhou family were not all born to the same father?
Yao Jingping couldn't help but shake his head. It's not surprising that a heartless old lady like Wang Guihua could do such a thing.
Anyone who can attack her is also ruthless.
He had to find a way to pry open her mouth and try to find some information about Zhou Zhiyuan's biological parents.
Obviously, he and the other three are definitely not steamed buns in the same pot.
"Sister-in-law, please help mother take a look... I have brought the medical expenses. Here are two yuan. If the money is not enough, I will send it to you another day..."
Zhou Changcun took out a pile of cents from his pocket with an embarrassed look on his face, including a few steel coins.
Wang Guihua has always been in charge of the family, and she is also in charge of the family's money. This is all the money Zhou Changcun has.
"You wait here!"
Of course she has to do things that make money, and she has plenty of ways to do it.
Yao Jingping turned around and walked into the house.
Hei Lang lowered his head to show off his soup of shredded radish, and occasionally raised his head to stare at Wang Guihua with a pair of eyes, as if if she took a step forward, her neck would be cracked with one bite.
