For the next three days, Mingyue and Yu Jiayan kept eating the decoction prescribed by Dr. Li, as well as various small stoves prepared for them by Mrs. Ming.

As I said before, Mrs. Ming has always tried to be impartial at home.

It's the same this time. Not only did Yu Jiayan and Mingyue eat eggs, white noodles, oily meat, and millet porridge, but the rest of the Ming family also followed suit.

In addition to the white flour pork stuffed dumplings and pork kidneys and cabbage soup that everyone ate on the day Yu Jiayan first came to Ming's house, Mrs. Ming also cooked big bone broth and pepper pork belly soup for her family in the next three days, fried fat intestines, marinated pig hearts, pork livers, pig lungs, and pig tongues, and ate the family with a smile on their faces and comfortable all over the body.

In the words of Ming Jiro, "I feel more energetic when I work." ”

Diametrically opposed to his feelings is Yu Jiayan, who thinks he "eats white rice", this child is probably suffering from Zhao's heart disease, and he always feels that he is not worthy of eating if he doesn't work.

On the second day after coming to Ming's house, he had to follow Ming Erlang and them to dig wild vegetables in the mountains, but Ming Erlang was scared enough, and in the end, it was Mrs. Ming who spoke and left him and the "restless" Mingyue at home to recuperate.

After being idle for three days, Yu Jiayan had already started to circle around the house anxiously, and on the fourth day, he directly grabbed Ming Erlang's basket, with a posture of "If you don't take me, you don't want to leave".

Ming Erlang is older than him and has a better body than him, if he really wants to deal with him, Yu Jiayan is definitely not an opponent, but the problem is that Yu Jiayan just wants to go up the mountain with him, and he is not offended by him, he can't be ruthless to this skinny little baby.

Mrs. Ming heard the movement and came out to persuade her, Yu Jiayan's tears were about to fall, but her right hand, which was like a chicken paw, was only skinny and bone-like, but she still held on to Ming Erlang's basket.

Mingyue didn't see it as a problem, so she simply carried a small basket and walked to the door of her house, "You can go if you want, but you need to wear some clothes." ”

Although Yu Jiayan has only been in the Ming family for a few days, the old and young of the Ming family have already seen his extraordinary picking.

Under the instruction of Mrs. Ming, Xie hurriedly changed two sets of cotton clothes and pants and two sets of coarse cloth single clothes for Yu Jiayan.

Although these four sets of clothes are all old clothes, the patches on the clothes are quite few.

The Ming family originally wanted to replace it for him for the time being, but who knew that after Yu Jiayan got it, he actually hid it as a baby bump in the cabinet and treasured it properly.

And what he wears every day is still the tattered clothes he wore when he first came to Ming's house.

Although his "beggar's clothes" were cleanly washed, they were all sewn with a bunch of crooked and ugly strange patches, which were sewn by Yu Jiayan, a little boy who couldn't do needlework.

The ugliness is secondary, and the most important thing is that the "beggar clothes" worn by Yu Jiayan are all single clothes, which are not suitable for the current season at all.

It's not that no one in the Ming family has persuaded him, but this kid insists that he is very warm in the house, and he doesn't need to wear any padded clothes at all.

Now it's okay, he wants to go out to work, and Mingyue can just use this to blackmail him into wearing more clothes.

When Yu Jiayan heard this, his little face suddenly wrinkled into bitter gourd buns, and he hesitated again and again, but in the end, the idea of wanting to contribute still prevailed.

He dragged him alive, and dragged Ming Erlang into the east wing, Ming Erlang rolled his eyes angrily, "You stinky boy, you still have a lot of eyes." ”

Mingyue couldn't help laughing, she persuaded her to look uneasy, staring at Mrs. Ming who was looking left and right, "Milk, don't worry, I'm really fine." And Jiayan too, I think he has recovered a lot in the past few days. The most important thing is that if you don't let him do some work, I guess he will be embarrassed to continue to serve our family's jobs. ”

Mrs. Ming thought about it, she hesitated for a moment, and finally relented, "Then you can take it easy, in case something is uncomfortable, don't worry about it." ”

Mingyue is not the original owner, of course she will not suffer herself like that, she smiled and nodded to Mrs. Ming, "Milk, don't worry, I have suffered a loss once, where do you dare to continue to toss your body and bones so much." I will definitely live well, and I will earn a lot of money in the future to provide for you and my father, my father and my mother. ”

Mrs. Ming smiled like a trumpet flower, "Milk's good granddaughter, that's it, milk is waiting to enjoy the blessings of my little bright moon." ”

Mingyue did not continue to talk sweetly to make the old lady happy, but learned from the previous appearance of the little original owner, and slightly pursed her lips and smiled shallowly.

Even if she had to make a change, she had to make it happen gradually, little by little, and not suddenly change her temperament - she was afraid that her vest would fall off.

After a while, Yu Jiayan, who had changed his clothes, walked out of the east wing with an indignant Ming Erlang.

He wore padded clothes in one of his "beggar's clothes", apparently for fear of getting his clothes dirty while working.

Mrs. Ming was a shallow tear nest, and when she saw Yu Jiayan walking out of the east wing, the old lady immediately couldn't help but redden.

Ming Erlang was afraid that his grandmother would cry, so he pulled Yu Jiayan and motioned him to go quickly, "Milk, then we will go up the mountain." Come inside, it's cold outside. ”

Mrs. Ming was angry and funny, she glanced at her grandson with red eyes, "Take care of your sister and Jiayan." ”

"Got it." Ming Erlang didn't look back and agreed, and led his younger brothers and sisters to run up the mountain.

"What are we going to do?" It was the first time she had entered the mountain since Mingyue passed through, and although she had the memory of the little original owner, she still felt quite fresh when she saw everything.

Ming Erlang walked in front of a group of small radish heads at home with a basket on his back, and beat the grass on the side of the road with two branches in his hand to prevent snakes from hiding inside, at this time he was waving the branches vigorously while answering Mingyue, "Go dig wild vegetables first, if you have enough time, you will find out if there are spring bamboo shoots." ”

Mingyue let out an "oh" to show her understanding, and then began to look left and right at the small dirt mountain under their feet-Nanshan.

Mingyue's family lives in the southernmost part of Wulitun, and there is a small river that meanders and clears about two hundred meters away from the door.

The source of this small river is in the Nanshan Mountain in the south of Wulitun, Mingyue They came out of their homes, first had to cross the old stone bridge on the river, and then they had to walk through a large river beach, and finally they could follow the path up the mountain to enter the Nanshan.

In addition to poplars, elms, willows, pines and other common tree species and various weeds and wildflowers, there are also some relatively rare shrubs, medicinal herbs, fruit trees, nuts and so on.