The kitchen was full of smoke, and although it was past noon, Ji Youyi was still busy.

Eating is a very ceremonial thing, in her previous life, even if she ate alone, she would prepare two dishes and one soup, even if she was too lazy to stir-fry vegetables and sprinkle salt with cucumbers.

If nothing else, this is the refined philosophy of the poor and lazy.

After having An An, of course she has to prepare three dishes and one soup, especially today An An is not in a good mood.

"An An, it's time to eat."

After the meal was ready, she called someone in the courtyard.

After a while, An An sat down at the dining table, waiting for the meal to start, with some unhappiness on her little face.

Ji Youyi served him a meal, put it in front of him, and deliberately teased: "Little master, it's time to eat, is today's meal okay?" ”

An An is actually not a picky eater, but in order to cooperate with the mother of the drama spirit, she also pretended to look at the dishes on the table, and nodded reluctantly.

"It's okay."

Ji Youyi looked at him, pursed her lips and snickered, and used chopsticks to pick up a piece of meat into his bowl, "This braised chicken nugget is what I spent my time making, eat more." ”

Compared with vegetarian dishes, children naturally prefer to eat more meat, but chicken breast is difficult to taste and has a coarse taste, so children don't like to eat it.

Ji Youyi deliberately cut the chicken into small pieces, and after adding spices to grill it over high heat, it was marinated on low heat until it was boiled before eating.

For such a long time, the taste entered the meat, and when she marinated it, she deliberately added rock sugar to color, the color was no less black than the soy sauce burned, and the taste was a little sweet, which children like to eat the most.

An An still knows about her mother's craftsmanship.

The chicken is chewy, salty and sweet.

An An couldn't help but eat a few more pieces, and a satisfied smile was on her face. Sure enough, eating is the most happy thing to make people forget their troubles, Ji Youyi keeps serving him vegetables, and she is also very happy.

Zhao Zhuang stayed by his mother's side at home, waiting for her to wake up.

As Ji Youyi said, she only fainted temporarily and woke up soon.

"Big, big, I, what's wrong with me?"

She was a little dazed, and she didn't come back to her senses for a while.

Zhao Zhuang carefully helped her up and asked nervously, "Mother, what do you think?" Is there anything uncomfortable? ”

Grandma Wang sat up with her forehead, seemed to react slightly, and grabbed Da Zhuang fiercely, "Son, Brother Yuan, how is Brother Yuan?" ”

She was anxious, with hope in her eyes, hoping that what had happened before was just a dream.

Zhao Zhuang understood her mood, looked worried, and said: "Mother, Youyi said, Brother Yuan is still young, and the matter of the heir is not necessarily, maybe it will be good to grow up." ”

Having said that, no one knows that this is a word of comfort, so they can only listen to it, and they can't take it seriously. What will happen in the future, I can't say, but what if it's not good.

When Grandma Wang heard this, she didn't cry and make a fuss, she wiped her tears, "Da Zhuang, why don't we go to the city to find a new doctor to see, that Ji Youyi has only learned medical skills for a few days, my mother is not at ease, in case she misdiagnoses." ”

"Mother, don't talk about this in the future, Youyi has already saved Brother Yuan twice." Zhao Zhuang was displeased, and said.

"But, how can you let your mother accept such a thing, Brother Yuan is my mother's baby."

Brother Yuan was raised by her, and she is the only grandson in the family, so she is naturally tight. Now that such a thing has happened, it is unacceptable to anyone else.

Zhao Zhuang understood her feelings, although he didn't take Brother Yuan for a long time, but he was his own son.

"Mother, don't tell Brother Yuan about this matter first, let's let Youyi treat it slowly, and watch while curing." He sighed heavily and instructed: "Some things, maybe not so pessimistic, let's not let the child be sad." ”

That's it, and that's all it can be.

Grandma Wang woke up and washed her face and guarded Brother Yuan, while Zhao Zhuang went out to the medicine garden to get medicine.

When he arrived, the mother and son had not finished eating.

When Ji Youyi saw him coming, she said politely: "Brother Zhao, you're here, you haven't eaten yet, eat something first." ”

"No, no." Zhao Zhuang was a little embarrassed.

"You're welcome, I haven't had time to dispense medicine when I come back, you eat first, I'll dispense medicine." Ji Youyi put down the dishes and chopsticks and served Zhao Zhuang a bowl of rice.

Zhao Zhuang hadn't eaten for a day, and he was indeed hungry, so he didn't refuse.

She has already thought about Yuan Ge'er's prescription carefully, and it is convenient to configure, but the medicine applied externally needs to be boiled, and it is more convenient to use it as a plaster.

Ji Youyi first prepared the medicine for internal use, wrote down the prescription and packed it with the medicinal materials.

On the other side, prepare a sufficient amount of medicinal herbs and water, put it in the medicine stove and burn it, just waiting to boil it into a paste and make a plaster.

Zhao Zhuang and An An ate alone, and no one spoke at the dinner table, which was really embarrassing.

An An didn't care about the current situation, according to his own frequency, chewing slowly, and eating slowly one bite at a time.

"An'an, eat more."

In order to ease the atmosphere, Zhao Zhuang stretched out a piece of meat, but An An dragged the bowl and retreated, avoiding it.

"No need, Uncle Zhao can eat it himself." He said slightly indifferently.

Zhao Zhuang embarrassedly put away the chopsticks, since the incident a few days ago, he noticed that An An was different from him.

In the past, although he was indifferent and not close to himself, some people were polite and didn't want to be like this now. But he can't blame the child, after all, his mother did too much before.

After An An finished eating, he put down the dishes and chopsticks, looked at Zhao Zhuang and said, "Uncle Zhao, do you like my mother?" ”

"Ahem, ahem."

He was really frightened by a child asking such a thing so tightly.

"An An, you are still young, and the likes of adults are different from those of children."

"It's no different." An An Zhengse said: "The so-called liking is selfishness, wanting to possess her, and watching her be happy." ”

Zhao Zhuang was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

An An didn't intend to wait for him to answer, and said to himself: "The love between adults, isn't it marriage?" ”

"An An, this matter is really not as simple as you think." Zhao Zhuang tried to explain the situation, but found that he was running out of words.

"Uncle Zhao, I don't hate you, but if you can't protect my mother, let's have less contact in the future."

An An doesn't care about anything else, as long as her mother is not bullied.

That day, she saw Uncle Zhao's mother slapping her mother, and he was very heartbroken and uncomfortable. He vaguely felt that Uncle Zhao liked his mother, but he failed to protect his mother.

According to the book, if a person can't even protect the person he likes, he is a useless person, just like him.

So he has to work harder to protect his mother in the future.

But Uncle Zhao is obviously not a person who can work hard, he can't take care of Brother Yuan, and he can't take care of his mother.

Zhao Zhuang was at a loss when An An said this, as if he was not facing Youyi's son, but her Laozi.

"An An, you really misunderstood."