Chapter 122: Medicinal Materials

When the two returned home, they didn't rush to tidy up their things or anything, and rested for a while. After another conversation, I was ready to cook.

Min Wanwan was in a good mood and hummed a song to cook. It's a pleasure to listen to. Cheng Yan saw that there was nothing he could help with, so he picked up the account book and checked their recent income and expenditure.

"We've made a lot of money this month." Cheng Yan closed the account book and said to Min Wanwan, "We are Wanwan, but we are really capable." ”

The pot was crackling, and I didn't know what Min Wanwan was cooking. Hearing Cheng Yan's words, Min Wanwan turned her head and said, "I thought I would have to pay this time, this time was not very good." ”

After speaking, Min Wanwan turned back and continued to stir-fry. Cheng Yan heard Min Wanwan's answer, and raised his eyebrows rarely, thinking to himself, only he knows what he said, otherwise if he said it to others, it would probably be a proper hatred.

After stir-frying, Min Wanwan took out the dishes again, handed them to Cheng Yan, and then continued to serve porridge.

"What you said just now, I guess I can pull another wave of hatred." Cheng Yan took the hot steamed bun and said.

Min Wanwan pursed her lips, "Don't you tell you this, I'm not so honest with other people." ”

After speaking, Min Wanwan took a bite of the steamed bun fiercely, with a somewhat aggrieved look. Cheng Yan was a little remorseful at this time, and couldn't help regretting why he said it just now, and he didn't care about eating, so he comforted him directly.

Before she could say a few words of comfort, Min Wanwan couldn't help but laugh.

"Messing around with you, will I be so easily wronged?" Min Wanwan said, "Okay, okay, let's eat quickly, if you don't eat again, the rice will be cold." ”

Cheng Yan exhaled slowly, as if relieved, and as if telling himself not to jump. Min Wanwan stuck out her tongue and continued to eat.

After the meal, as always, it was no different. The yellow dog continued to nest in his kennel, glancing out a few times from time to time, but the chickens in the cage were a little less.

A few days ago, Min Wanwan took advantage of her free time to sell some of the chickens in the chicken coop and only left some.

The next day, the sun had not yet come out. The dew on the trees had slowly gathered into droplets and dripped down.

Min Wanwan went to the yard and stretched well, thinking about another good day. The rooster has been crowing for a while. Min Wanwan glared for a while, and then went to open the door.

Opening the door, Min Wanwan saw Aunt Ma dangling outside, and said early with a smile.

"Wanwan, wake up so early, aren't you resting today?" Aunt Ma held the rice bowl and said.

Min Wanwan yawned again, and some physiological tears swirled in her eyes, and then turned back again.

"Aren't you used to this?" Min Wanwan said, "It's not as good as my aunt, but now I have to eat." ”

The two talked again, and Min Wanwan went back to cooking. Before he entered the courtyard, he saw Cheng Yan come out.

"The meal is ready, do you want to eat it now?" Cheng Yan said to Min Wanwan, and then looked at Aunt Ma again, "Auntie, do you want to come and eat?" ”

"Well, no. My aunt has just eaten enough. Aunt Ma said, "Mr. Cheng really hurts people, in this village, I haven't seen many big men cooking for their daughters-in-law." ”

Cheng Yan didn't say anything, just smiled at Min Wanwan. Min Wanwan was not embarrassed, said a few more words to Aunt Ma, and went back to the yard.

After Min Wanwan and Cheng Yan went back, Aunt Ma looked at Min Wanwan enviously, and then went home. She herself knows that there is probably no one in this village who does not envy these two people.

But envy is envy, your own life still has to be lived, and you can't keep staring at other people's days.

After dinner, Cheng Yan had to sort out the books he brought and put them in the sun to dry, for fear of getting damp or something, it was a good day.

After Min Wanwan helped Cheng Yan dry the book together, there was nothing to do, so she was ready to go out for a walk.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I met Aunt Ma. It seems that Aunt Ma came to find her on purpose, and Min Wanwan felt a little strange.

"Auntie, where are you going?" Min Wanwan thought about it, but decided to ask like this, feeling more secure.

When Aunt Ma saw Min Wanwan, she patted her leg excitedly and said, "Hey, Wanwan, why are you in such a hurry, just about to go to you, you came out." ”

"Looking for me?" Min Wanwan's eyes widened a little and asked rhetorically.

Looking at Aunt Ma's hurried and happy appearance, Min Wanwan felt that something good should be there. Could it be that there is an aunt? Thinking of this, Min Wanwan glanced at Aunt Ma's stomach a few times.

However, Aunt Ma didn't notice this, but enthusiastically stepped forward and grabbed Min Wanwan's wrist, and said excitedly, "I heard that some precious medicinal materials have been discovered in our next village recently, and they can still be eaten." ”

Hearing the precious medicinal materials, Min Wanwan was excited, thinking that maybe there were medicinal materials that would be useful for Cheng Yan's legs and feet.

Aunt Ma also noticed Min Wanwan's excitement, and hurriedly continued, "If the medicinal herb is eaten, it will definitely have a medicinal effect." Maybe it will be okay for Mr. Cheng's legs and feet. ”

"If that's true, then I'll have to thank my aunt." Min Wanwan suppressed her excitement and said.

Aunt Ma saw that she had brought it with her, and there was nothing else to do, so she chatted with Min Wanwan for a while before going home.

When Aunt Ma left, Min Wanwan thought that she couldn't just run to the next village and ask, did she have anything else to say. Although Aunt Ma brought the news, it was hearsay after all, and she had to find someone else to verify it.

Min Wanwan didn't reveal this matter to Cheng Yan, mainly because she was afraid that the other party would be happy in vain. Seeing Cheng Yan reading in the courtyard, Min Wanwan said something to Cheng Yan and went out.

After thinking about it, Min Wanwan still decided to go to Uncle Fang to ask about the situation again. After all, this uncle knows a lot, and he knows a lot of people.

"Uncle Fang, let me ask you about something." Min Wanwan's voice was not loud, just enough for Uncle Fang to hear.

Uncle Fang glanced at Min Wanwan and replied, "It's Wanwan, what's the matter, let's talk about it." ”

Seeing Uncle Fang lying on the recliner, swaying, so uncomfortable, Min Wanwan didn't have any embarrassment, so she told the news she heard from Aunt Ma.

"I just don't know, it's true or not." Min Wanwan rubbed her hair and asked with joy.

Uncle Fang stopped shaking the recliner and the fan stopped shaking, stared at Min Wanwan for a while before saying, "There is such a thing." ”

Then Uncle Fang continued, "I know what you're asking about this, but it's useless or not, that's not necessarily." ”

Hearing Uncle Fang say this, Min Wanwan was relieved, as long as there were really some precious medicinal materials in the next village, as for whether it was useful to Cheng Yan, it would have to be used to know.

"Thank you, Uncle Fang." Min Wanwan said, "Whether it's useful or not, you have to try it to know ah, isn't it uneasy not to try." ”