Chapter 9: Shouting once and hitting once
What a calculation!
However, when she fought back against Ye Wenliang by the river, these were already in her calculations.
There is another person in the Shen family who is more prestigious than Shen Dashan......
Ye Wenliang was admitted to Xiucai and disliked Shen Yue, didn't want to marry the Shen family, and plotted to let her secretly kidnap Shen Yue, what she lacked was a piece of evidence, and she couldn't completely clear her innocence.
And Ye Wenliang going to the Shen family will be the first step for him to fall into her pit.
"Wait and see, I'm afraid that he won't go to the Shen family!"
Su Cao's face was calm and calm, and he looked at Su Zhongxian suspiciously: "What are you doing in Changqingguan?" What about the doctor? ”
"Xu Langzhong was not at home, he was invited by Ye Wenliang to treat his mother's injury, Lao Tzu thought that the old Taoist priest of Changqingguan had good medical skills, and went there to ask for a bottle of medicine. The old Taoist priest was also black-hearted, and blackmailed Lao Tzu with a rabbit, saying that one day he caught a rabbit and gave him wine, and the medicine money was offset. ”
Su Zhongxian handed the medicine to Su Cao as if offering a treasure, and then said hurriedly: "Half of the people in Xinghua Village are surnamed Shen, and the Shen family is not easy to mess with." There are few people, Lao Tzu can beat ten people at a time, but if Shen Dashan shouts half of the people in the village, dead girl, Lao Tzu ......"
"Remove the dead word, shout once and hit it once in the future!"
She's a patient!
His forehead and feet were injured, and he looked like he was about to catch a cold.
"I'll go to serve the medicine, cut the ginger pieces and green onions on the board, and you can bring a bowl of ginger soup."
Su Cao stuffed the water scoop into his hand, and after returning to the house to finish the medicine, he tore a rag and embroidered awkwardly on it.
A line of crooked words was embroidered, she was satisfied with the rags stuffed under the pillow, drank a bowl of hot ginger soup and fell asleep on the couch.
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When she got up early in the morning, Su Cao turned out the few handfuls of flour left at home.
Knead the dough first, roll it out into a thin layer, brush with some oil, sprinkle with salt, and sprinkle with chopped green onions.
Roll into long strips and make a circle, and then press into a dough base.
Fried on both sides in the pot, the scallion pancake was full of aroma, the fragrance was wafting all over the house, and Su Zhongxian, who was snoring, sniffed violently, and was so sleepy by the fragrance that he was hungry.
When he got up and followed the fragrance to the stove, the scallion pancakes fried by Su Cao had already risen.
Good night's sleep!
The top-heavy vanity in her body was gone.
The ointment of the old Taoist priest of Changqingguan is very effective, and as long as the injured place yesterday is not touched after applying the medicine, he will not feel the pain.
Su Cao was refreshed.
Seeing Su Zhongxian appear, she smiled like a spring breeze: "Got up?" I cooked porridge and fried cakes in the morning, and came to breakfast. ”
Su Zhongxian was stunned for a moment.
This kind of scene only appeared in a dream a long time ago.
It seems that the warmth of yesterday is still there, and God is already a thing or a person in a flash.
has always been lazy and lazy, but he didn't say anything about getting up so early, but he served his father for the first time?
Su Zhongxian was very skeptical of her motives, and took the chopsticks: "Stinky girl, do you want to poison Lao Tzu?" ”
Su Cao rolled her eyes at him.
When Su Zhongxian stretched out her chopsticks to pick up the cake, she quickly snatched the chopsticks in his hand: "Don't eat, I put the arsenic aside and poison you." ”
"That's delicious, I still have to eat it! That's all there is to eat at home, you cook it all, and eat one meal less. ”
was robbed of chopsticks, Su Zhongxian took a sip of porridge and reached for the cake.
Su Cao dragged the plate of scallion pancakes towards him and knocked him with chopsticks: "What's the matter?" Think I'm wasting food? Money is for earning, not saving. If you can't eat enough for a person, how can you have the strength to do anything else? ”