Yang Weng: This is a recurrence of an old injury.

Eight years ago, he suffered a severe knife wound and couldn't sleep at night. Since living in Mu's house, the pain has been reduced a lot, and he thinks it is the reason for eating well and living well. I drank alcohol tonight, which caused an old injury, and although it started to hurt again, it was much better than before. Saburo knew about his illness, but Ah Zhu was frightened and hurriedly ran to call someone.

Mu Zhongjun and Lin reacted quickly and ran ahead. Mu Fushu took Ah Zhu's hand and followed, she had already noticed that Yang Weng was weak, she had lived at home for more than half a month, eating and drinking were mixed with space well water, and her body should be slowly recuperated, how could she still be sick?

This era is not very harsh on women, and the defense of men and women is not very heavy, so the Lin family also entered the house. Yang Weng lay on the bed, and San Lang sweated and helped him cover his back with a hot cloth. Mu Fushu's eyes were sharp, and he saw a big wound on Yang Weng's back, from his left shoulder to his right waist, and the rest was hidden under his pants and could not be seen. This knife wound also made Mu Zhongjun and Lin Shi startled. Such a strict injury can actually survive, Yang Weng's life is really big!

Mu Fushu was a little suspicious of Yang Weng's identity. Personable, good-looking, knowledgeable, and with a stab wound...... She quickly made up the story of a family's concubines and several battles to escape...... Maybe Saburo also slipped through the net and escaped with him. Both of them have deep facial contours, and they really look like a family.

Lin asked Mu Zhongjun to find a doctor, but San Lang stopped him and said to Lin: "Uncle is the doctor in the village." ”

Well, Mu Fushu added another item after his personable, excellent appearance, and rich knowledge: excellent medical skills.

Mu Zhongjun saw that Yang Weng was groggy, and knew that it was probably an old injury caused by drinking, and there was no way to do it, so he could only quit drinking and slowly recuperate. I blame myself for being bad, what kind of wine do I have! Saburo didn't feel good either. It's the New Year now, and the uncle on the first day of the new year has relapsed from his old illness, and everyone hasn't had a good year.

Mu Zhongjun and Lin returned to the hall and lost the mood to eat wontons. I always thought that Yang Weng was weak, but I didn't think it was because he was so seriously injured. How much blood must be shed from such a big wound! Mu Zhongjun was silent for a while and said, "If only that mallet hadn't been sold, it would be very good for Mr.'s health." ”

Mu Fushu raised her eyebrows, that ginseng was the worst in her space. If you want ginseng to replenish your body, it's not a matter of raising your hand. But how do you do it without being discovered? Although Yang Weng looked at her a little strangely, he was the uncle of the San Lang clan, and he might also be San Lang's only relative, and he was still their husband! Mu Fushu didn't feel that he had included Saburo in his wings and loved the house and Wu......

Because it is the New Year, the pharmacy is closed. Mu Zhongjun has money and nowhere to buy it. Lin remembered that the eldest lady's mallet was picked in the mountains soon? The snow has melted these days, go to the mountains and have a look!

Mu Zhongjun felt that it made sense, and as soon as it was dawn, he took a bow and arrow and took a long knife into the mountain. Mu Fushu wanted to follow, but she knew that no one would agree even if she spoke. Going up the mountain in the winter is purely looking for abuse, and Mu Zhongjun is also thinking of trying his luck, at most a few game, as for the mallet...... What a good fortune it must be to come across it!

San Lang waited for Yang Weng to fall asleep, and hurriedly ate a few wontons and went back to the room to make up for sleep. I didn't sleep all night last night and was worried about my uncle's illness, San Lang was also weak, and he was sick again some time ago, and Lin was afraid that he would also fall ill. Ah Zhu went to bed early and didn't know that the south was facing the north, and Mu Fushu also went back to the room to make up for sleep.

Picking a ginseng that was at least more than the year before, Mu Fu cut two small pieces. Deficiency is not replenished, like Yang Weng, in fact, it is psychological pain. His injuries were obviously old injuries from many years ago, and they had long since healed, but there must have been a lot of blood shed at that time, and seeing that he and San Lang were living so poorly, they also knew that there was no good medicine to raise at that time, so Yang Weng's body was extremely weak. However, as long as there is good medicine, it will be cured.

Mu Fushu wrapped the ginseng slices and the longan of the shou wu coix seed in gauze, added the rouge rice to cook the porridge, and waited until the rice was almost cooked before adding the mushroom chicken soup to cover the taste of the ginseng.

It was almost noon when he came out of a sleep in the space, Lin also cooked rice porridge, and Mu Fushu added the leftover mushroom and chicken soup from last night to it, and volunteered to send it to his husband. Lin was afraid that she would disturb Yang Weng's rest, and Mu Fushu looked worried: "Mr. hasn't eaten for most of the day. ”

Lin Shi was also worried when he thought of Yang Weng's pale face, and then saw that the eldest lady was so anxious that her little face was wrinkled, so she nodded in response. Mu Fushu played a little girl who was worried about her husband's illness a little too much, and really felt that she was not acting material, but fortunately, Lin was careless, so she didn't see it.

Mu Fushu changed the porridge at the door of Yang Weng's room, and was about to push the door when San Lang opened the door from the inside. Mu Fushu was taken aback, fortunately, the speed was fast when he changed the porridge, otherwise he would have been discovered!

San Lang seemed to find that Mu Fushu was frightened, and hurriedly took the tray in her hand: "Auntie was scared by me?" Come on in. ”

Entering the house, Yang Weng was wearing a white ** and reclining on the kang, with a pillow invented by Mu Fushu behind him. Recently, Mu Fushu, who has been crazy about cultivating female red skills, has made a lot of things, such as pillows and cushions and piggy's piglets. Lin was amazed by the eldest lady's intelligence, and never mentioned how much valuable cotton she wasted.

San Lang brought the porridge to the side of the kang, Mu Fushu also walked over, and saw the ** collar on Yang Weng's right slip off, revealing a delicate collarbone, and a large piece of pale and delicate skin rushed into her sight, which was simply amazing...... I can't help but want to scream.

Yang Weng looked at the porridge in San Lang's hand at first, and he seemed to smell the smell of ginseng under the smell of shiitake mushrooms, and it was not ordinary ginseng.

There are many people in Linjia Village in the Mu family, how can there be such a good ginseng. He turned his eyes to look at the eldest lady, only to find that she was looking intently at his shoulder......

Yang Weng covered his collar and actually wanted to laugh. This child is only nine years old after the New Year, and he is so powdery, he actually drools when he looks at himself, and he looks so delicious?

Therefore, Mu Fushu's biological age has become smaller, and the capacity of her brain has also become smaller, how can she not smell the smell of medicinal herbs as a doctor, and she also deceived herself by using shiitake mushrooms to cover up the taste, this is to cover up Mizhang know? As for looking at people, it was thirty years in the previous life, and there were few opportunities to get close to beautiful men, okay? Even the bodyguards are women!

San Lang watched Mu Fushu in a daze at Uncle A, while stirring the porridge in the bowl. I don't know why he was a little unhappy in his heart. The eldest lady was stunned when she looked at Uncle, is she worse than Uncle? Thinking of his unusual eyes, the young man was deeply melancholy.

Yang Weng took the porridge bowl and put it in his mouth one by one. The ginseng flavor is stronger, and there is also the taste of Shou Wu. He smiled meaningfully at the eldest lady.

Mu Fushu watched Yang Weng send the porridge to his mouth with perfect lips and a little pale, and the picture was very beautiful. But when he saw his cheap uncle-like smile, he took two steps back in fright. At this time, Yang Weng's porridge choked in his throat, but San Lang was inexplicably happy.

Mu Fushu's expression was slightly stiff and said to Yang Weng: "Mr. finished drinking?" I'll take the empty bowl away. ”

San Lang hurriedly said: "I'll send it back, you go back to the room first." ”

Mu Fushu didn't dare to let him take it back, no matter how thick Lin's nerves were, he could see that this bowl was not the one she gave.

After Yang Weng drank the porridge, he felt warm all over his body, and the wound on his back was a little itchy. Mu Fushu didn't know if he would have diarrhea next, so it was better to run away quickly in case of embarrassment.

Mu Fushu took the empty bowl and left. Yang Weng lifted the quilt on his body a little, why did he feel so hot? San Lang was about to cover him, his face suddenly changed, he jumped up from the bed, lifted the cotton curtain made by the Lin family and rushed into the clean room.

San Lang looked at the uncle who never changed his face when he encountered trouble, and he was also frightened when he rushed into the clean room so disrespectfully, could it be that the aunt's porridge was not clean? No, the eldest lady has to wash her hands several times before every meal. But this porridge was made by the Lin family, right? Is there really a problem? The young man scratched his heart with a hundred claws, but his uncle's education made him unable to run into the clean room regardless of etiquette, so he could only do it outside in a hurry.

Yang Weng felt that his stomach diarrhea was very refreshing, as if the dull pain and old illness for many years had been diarrhead, and the more diarrhea he had, the better his spirit. He was already thinking about his weirdness at the moment, probably because of the bowl of porridge.

Yang Weng has always been very kind to his feelings for his mother, even more so than he feels for San Lang. The first time he saw the eldest mother, he knew that the eldest mother was that person's child, and for a moment he seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming. Since there is a mother's deposit, then that person must be fine, so the sky is blue, the ground is green, and the excitement is overwhelming......

After he was seriously injured and almost thought he was dead, and finally escaped, he thought that this life would be like this, but he met Saburo. Because Saburo felt that he had an obligation to teach this child well, at least not to die until he became an adult. So he held on for another eight years, and just when he thought he would live like this all along, the eldest lady appeared.

The appearance of the eldest mother gave him courage in life, although he didn't know why the eldest mother appeared here and why she was the only one, but what he had was patience. I've waited for eight years, so what's the matter if I wait another eight years? And today's eldest lady makes him even more incomprehensible. He knows countless people to himself, and he rarely walks his eyes, but his aunt is an exception. When he first got along, he thought that the eldest lady was a soft-hearted little girl who didn't know anything about the world, and at that time he asked San Lang to protect her well, but since San Lang's typhoid fever was inexplicably cured, and they also lived in the Mu family, he found that his vision of seeing people had deteriorated. Maybe it has been degraded since eight years ago, otherwise how could you not be able to recognize people and put yourself in such a situation?

The eldest mother is a nine-year-old child, Yang Weng has no doubt about this. The eldest mother is also a smart child, which can also be seen from her parents. The eldest lady is an unpredictable child. This point Yang Weng came to with through the contact of Guò for half a month. She treats people lukewarmly, not far or close, only Ah Zhu and San Lang are closer to her in this family. He thought that this might be the reason why children prefer to contact with their peers, but Yang Weng is Yang Weng after all, and he noticed many details that others didn't pay attention to: the eldest lady eats very little, but her body is very good; The eldest lady loves to be clean, and her body is always clean, but she and the Lin family are not seen washing her clothes (they are washed in the space); The eldest lady is very knowledgeable, even if he doesn't ask the eldest lady and doesn't open his mouth, even if he asks, he doesn't open his mouth lightly, but as long as he speaks, it will make him feel enlightened like hearing Lunyin (people don't want to see your stupid appearance of digging the root problem and deliberately hitting you).

The Mu family had never invited a gentleman to the eldest mother before him, Mu Zhongjun and the Lin family had only taught her to read and write, and she had come to the post herself. And he has seen the words of the husband and wife, and he can't compare to the eldest lady at all. He believes that some people are "born to know", he has seen it with his own eyes, and he has already thought about it in his heart, so where did this bowl of porridge that made him diarrhea come from today? Although Mu Zhongjun and the Lin family did not trust him, they were very good, and Fang Cai Saburo also said that Mu Zhongjun actually stepped into the mountain on the first day of the Lunar New Year, just to find him a ginseng. So where did the ginseng he just ate come from? Ma'am...... What secrets does she have?

Mu Fushu didn't expect that she had been suspected by Yang Weng at all, and she also felt that she was a witty girl...... She changed the bowl back, and the bowl of porridge cooked by Lin was quietly poured into the crockpot in the kitchen, and when Ah Zhu woke up and gave it to him, anyway, Ah Zhu's stomach capacity had reached the point where she went from surprise to numbness.

Before feeding, Mu Zhongjun came back, and it was not surprising that he didn't find the mallet, but the good news was that he actually brought back two hares and three pheasants. Mu Fushu had never seen a live hare, and felt that his cognition had been subverted. In her impression, rabbits are all white fur and red eyes, is this gray animal with such a large volume really a rabbit? She bared her teeth when she approached, and she felt that this world was a bit mysterious (obviously you are rare and strange).

Ah Zhu excitedly asked Mu Zhongjun to make a cage to raise the rabbit. For a foodie who was not moved when he saw meat, and took the initiative to ask for captivity, Mu Fushu felt incredible. She is not really a child, and she doesn't know that children are irresistible to lively and cute little animals.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Ah Zhu had two pets: a male and a female and two hares. Mu Fushu got dozens of beautiful pheasant feathers, which he planned to use to make handicrafts. You don't need to read and practice calligraphy during the Chinese New Year, and you can't use needlework and embroidery. Reading every day was also boring, so I started to do handicrafts. The pheasant feathers are very beautiful, but you "can't" draw, so you can make some silk flowers with corner cloth and wrap them together to make flower arrangements.

Mu Fu was busy for three days, and on the night of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, there were a few more bouquets of fake flowers inserted in the pottery bottle at home, with brilliant colors and exquisite workmanship, and the Lin family was amazed, and sent a bottle to Yang Weng and Shilang's house respectively, which was intended to show off the lady's skill, intelligence and ability.

Yang Weng and San Lang have no relatives here, although the Lin family has the same surname as most people in Linjia Village, and they are also the same ancestor, but the relatives within five suits are gone, otherwise her mother would not have gotten into trouble. Mu Zhongjun asked someone to bring the silver back, and on the surface, he didn't care about the people of the Mu family, but everyone didn't know what he thought in his heart.

This year, the Mu family lived a little lonely, because there were no relatives to leave. Lin is trying his best to make something delicious, but the current catering industry is really underdeveloped, and the cooking is either boiled, steamed or stewed, and there is no stir-frying. Mu Fushu was really heartbroken when he watched the Lin family waste those pure natural ingredients that were not polluted. On the first and a half days of the first lunar month, she officially asked Lin to teach her cooking.

Originally, when women in ancient times were not out of the cabinet, they asked for a lot of things to learn. Big-family families will teach their daughters how to take care of the house and how to be a qualified housewife. Others, such as female celebrity cooking, should also be learned, but the focus is on the housekeeper. The small family focused on the cooking girl, and even the farmer also asked the daughter to be able to farm, in order to marry a good husband.

Lin's requirements for Mu Fushu have always been satisfied. The eldest lady took the initiative to ask for cooking, although it was a bit unexpected, but she still patiently taught her. It's just that the eldest lady actually said yes after watching her stew a pot of meat, and then drove her to the fire.

Mu Fushu's cooking skills are not top-notch, but compared to any chef in this era, he can throw them dozens of streets. There was only a wild pheasant left in the kitchen, three cabbages and five radish, and although there was sauce at this time, it was indeed soybean sauce, not soy sauce, no vinegar, and the seasoning was even less pitiful. She once again complained about the Emperor Yang of Sui who crossed over, and if she didn't do anything, she would only fight a war (isn't fighting a war?). Emperor Yang of Sui, a traverser, burst into tears...... ）。

Mu Fushu found the oil residue in the oil tank, and the oil at this time was all meat oil, that is, lard. She boiled the radish with oil residue and soybean paste, and fried the woad. When making pheasants, while Lin was not paying attention, he couldn't help but smuggle soy sauce from the space and make a stir-fried pheasant.

Lin was burning the fire under the kitchen, and the eldest mother wanted a small fire and a big fire at the same time, which made her sweat. Just smelling the fragrance for a while, an indescribable sense of pride overflowed my chest, and I really wanted to run out and shout: "My aunt is smart!" Thinking of his fire task, I felt that I would wait for the eldest lady to finish cooking.

When Mu Fushu was cooking rice, she cut a few smoked sausages made by Lin and steamed them on the rice pot, and when her three dishes were ready, the sausages had been steamed, exuding bursts of strange fragrance, which almost pulled off people's noses. Even Yang Weng, who had always been calm, turned around the kitchen door three times.

The feeding of the first month and a half made the Mu family and Yang Weng Saburo eat regardless of their image, including Mu Fushu.

Mu Fushu didn't expect the sausages and pheasants to taste so good, and the meat he ate in his previous life was simply scum. It seems that it is still good in ancient times, no hormones and no pollution, and it is so delicious to do whatever you want.

Everyone thought that Mu Fushu had a small amount of rice, but after seeing her eat a big bowl of rice and some sausages and chicken today, Lin and San Lang understood in seconds: it was not that she didn't eat it, but that the previous dishes were too unpalatable. Yang Weng and Mu Zhongjun also thought of this, and while feeling sorry for the eldest mother, they thought in unison: It is really a golden branch and jade leaf, and they can't stand the hardship and can't eat such unpalatable food. There is only a pig, and there is no burden to eat with relish. After eating, he smiled at Sister A: "Sister is so delicious, this is our secret!" ”

Mu Fushu: ...

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