Chapter 11: Because I don't know how to marinate meat

"The newlywed Yan'er, the newly married couple is enviable, seeing him standing together, it's quite a match."

Yun Xiaoshuang was about to roar, it was obvious that she was using the power of the wilderness to fight the fire, why did she become a stupid white sweet who was connived at and cared for in front of these simple villagers? She was not convinced!

Second Uncle Zhao's legs were finally cleaned up, Yun Xiaoshuang looked at the medication correctly, and the bone fixation was reasonable, Second Uncle Zhao's face also eased, Second Aunt Zhao wiped her tears and asked the villagers to help carry Zhao Yong into the room, and Yun Xiaoshuang went to see Lang Zhong away.

Before leaving, Lang Zhong did not forget to tell again and again: "The old man has mercy on your family, don't break your word." ”

After Dr. Li left, the villagers who were watching the excitement also dispersed.

Yun Xiaoshuang looked at Zhao Yong's situation, Second Aunt Zhao was very worried about her husband's situation, but she still went to prepare the meal, and at this time, Yun Xiaoshuang took the marinated offal in the pot and secretly threw it away.

"I don't have white aconite or whole scorpion in my medicine." Waiting for Yun Xiaoshuang to secretly throw the marinated internal organs into the ditch, suddenly a low voice sounded behind her.

In this era, there were no electric lights, and at night it was dark and smeared, and people always suspected that this was the scene of the village.

"It's me." Zhao Mocheng sighed, looking at Yun Xiaoshuang and startled, he almost didn't put the pot on his head, and there was helplessness in his tone that he didn't even notice.

Looking at her sharp teeth and occasional words, everyone was amazed, but from the observation of the past few days, she was easily frightened, and a little danger was probably faster than a rabbit.

"I know!" Yun Xiaoshuang saw that it was Zhao Mocheng and breathed a sigh of relief: "Your family is so poor, how can you afford white aconite and whole scorpions, and besides, those two flavors of medicine are not in line with your symptoms." ”

"So?" Zhao Mocheng's eyes suddenly became sharp, and sure enough, she would not be simple.

"No," Yun Xiaoshuang pointed to a little residual soup in the pot, "Taste it." ”

Zhao Mocheng didn't move, and he couldn't see in the shadows whether he couldn't move, or he was on guard and didn't move.

Yun Xiaoshuang was a little sneering, maybe those village women said that their love was a little good in the afternoon, but now Zhao Mocheng's expression was a little hurtful.

"Yun Xiaoshuang, you're lazy again!" At this time, Zhao Hong's snort sounded, and when he saw that Yun Xiaoshuang's pot was empty, he exploded again: "You can't eat all those marinated waters?" ”

"Yes, yes." Yun Xiaoshuang held the pot: "There is only the last piece left." But you won't be able to eat the last piece. ”

Yun Xiaoshuang picked up the last bit of meat scrap as she spoke, with an expression that she was about to anger you.

Yun Xiaoshuang has been grabbing vegetables with Zhao Hong for food these days, so that Zhao Hong itched her teeth when she saw Yun Xiaoshuang's expression of squeezing her eyebrows.

Maybe reason felt that Yun Xiaoshuang's sudden provocation was strange, but the body had already acted, and he snatched Yun Xiaoshuang's twisted meat and threw it in his mouth!

"Phew!" The next second, she spit out, her eyebrows furrowed together: "Bah, bah! ”

When he finished, he picked up the water on the side and drank a few big sips.

Obviously it smelled like an incomparably delicious dish in the afternoon, but it was bitter and astringent in the mouth, and it was so numb at the base of the tongue!

"Now you know why, right?" Yun Xiaoshuang spread her hands and looked at Zhao Mocheng: "Because I don't know how to marinate meat, even if I can marinate, those seasonings and condiments are not matched in your family, so I can only get the fragrance out of the way." ”