After Feng Lao came back, he was obsessed with his own medicinal materials all day long.

It's drying again, it's concocting again, and it's weird to pound new pills in the study.

Feng Lao said that he was researching a new poison, so he also brought back the corpses of some poisonous weeds, poisonous snakes and poisonous scorpions.

Although they were all dead, he was afraid of injuring Wen Erlang by mistake, so he drove Wen Erlang out of the study on the first day.

Wen Erlang had no choice but to go to Jiang Wancheng and their house to lay on the floor.

Fortunately, there is a curtain between the two, and Wen Erlang is still young, so there is no need to be too evasive.

There was a 'bang-bang-pop' sound in the old house all day long, and Jiang Wancheng warned the little traitor and the little demon concubine that they must be at least three meters away from there in the near future.

Xu explained to them when Orion left, so in addition to Sister Ya'er, who was already obedient, Wen Erlang is also a lot more obedient now.

Every day, Sister Ya teases the chickens and treats the cubs, and Wen Erlang Wen learns words.

Early in the morning, Wen Erlang cooked a big pot of porridge, threw some vegetables in it, and everyone could cope with the whole day's food.

Although Jiang Wancheng had already drunk porridge tastelessly, and the clear soup scraped her intestines, this time she also wanted to take the opportunity to completely raise her legs, so she didn't rush to cook until her hands were dismantled with gauze.

It's not that I don't have nothing to do all day, so I have nothing to do every day and flip through the medical books and classics that the old man threw out.

Yes, Feng Lao threw it out.

Before, Wen Erlang wanted to borrow books that he didn't dare to overpass, but when Feng Lao lost his temper, he threw them all out.

"I'm mad at me!!"

"It's stupid again......"

"Ho-ho-ho, see if I don't give you a dose of fierce medicine!"

Feng Lao was crazy in the house all day, and Jiang Wancheng was still scared at first, afraid that he would go crazy and run out and arrest the three of them to test the medicine, so he was nervous and full of defense all day long.

Later, it was found that Feng Lao was crazy, but he was only crazy in the house, and when he was refining medicine and retreating, he refused to even step out of the door.

Every day, Jiang Wancheng puts the rice bowl at the door, and when he is hungry, he will naturally go out to get the bowl, and after a few sips, he will put the bowl back in the same way.

Feng Lao didn't go out, he only made a fuss in the study, and Jiang Wancheng also put his mind at ease and didn't care about it completely.

It's just that Wen Erlang and Sister Ya'er are still not allowed to get close by half a step, and she herself only sits under the porch in the corner, flipping through her medical skills all day long.

The days passed, and in a blink of an eye, it was a cold winter.

On the eighth day of the lunar month, the Laba Festival.

The water in the stream behind the house froze, and Wen Erlang picked up a stone and carved a hole before taking out the water.

Jiang Wancheng looked at the water and looked at his neck, and found that there was no trace of bruises.

In addition, the other wounds on the body have also been completely healed.

The scars on his hands and legs were really gone.

Now only the old injury in his leg still needs to be repaired for a while, but Jiang Wancheng can already throw away the crutches and walk slowly without hindrance.

Therefore, some housework chores were also taken over.

Although Wen Erlang has been working hard recently, after all, he is only seven years old, and seeing that he has frostbite on both hands, Jiang Wancheng always feels that he is abusing children, and he is very unbearable.

So through the door and window, I also asked Feng Lao if there was any medicine that could cure chilblains, and Feng Lao didn't say anything at that time, but he threw a big black pill out of the house that night.

"Buckle a piece of nails, melt in warm water, and apply it to the sore."

The chilblains on Wen Erlang's hands hurt and itched every day, but fortunately they were found quickly, so Jiang Wancheng wiped them on him that night.

On the second day, Wen Erlang's hands were no longer itchy.

On the third and fourth days, it has basically returned to normal.

Jiang Wancheng took the inconspicuous black pill that looked like a briquette and thought: This is really a big baby, if it can be mass-produced, wouldn't it be able to make a fortune?

However, this thing was originally Feng Lao, so Jiang Wancheng just thought about it, and did not have any covetousness.

Squatting by the stream, Jiang Wancheng was washing clothes while enduring the biting pain caused by the ice water, and suddenly there was a scream from Sister Ya in the front yard.

"Ah——!!h

Wen Erlang, who helped fetch water, threw away the wooden bucket and ran away.

When Jiang Wancheng also hurried to the front, he found that the brother and sister were squatting together at the door of the stove room.

Seeing her come back, Wen Erlang and Sister Ya'er stretched out their trembling hands together.

"Sister, look! Chick, chick it hatched! ”

The faces of the little traitor and the little demon concubine were bright.

The warm winter sun sprinkled warmly on them, as if coated with a layer of shallow golden light.

"Twitter......twitter"

A chick in the palm of a person's hand, although weak, but full of life.

Sister Ya'er kept the clouds open and saw the moon, guarded these chicken mothers for half a month, and finally waited for them to hatch the baby chickens.

So, she laughed and cried excitedly, as if this was a major event in her life.

Wen Erlang also had a shallow smile on his face.

He looked at the chicks who didn't even stand very well in the palm of his hand, and asked Jiang Wancheng: "Can these chicks survive?" ”

Jiang Wancheng: "Of course you can!" With the protection, warmth and companionship of the mother chicken, as well as your care, they will definitely be able to live! ”

"Twitter......twitter"

Jiang Wancheng counted, and there were twelve chickens.

This amount, even she was pleasantly surprised.

If you can survive in batches, you will be able to completely realize the freedom of eggs next year!

The smile on her face couldn't be stopped, and she couldn't help but touch Sister Ya'er's head lovingly, she still had the patience to guard these chickens that hatched eggs all day long, and it really came to fruition.

Unexpectedly, Sister Ya'er suddenly raised her head and asked her with a more serious face: "So Sister, when can we eat chicken?" ”

Jiang Wancheng was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

Wen Erlang also stared at her with a faint gaze.

Actually, he also craves meat......

Jiang Wancheng swept his eyes into the stove room: "Why don't we stew a chicken soup today?" ”

Her eyebrows were crooked, and her smile was sincere.

Wen Erlang and Sister Ya immediately responded in unison: "Okay! ”

said that he would eat, Jiang Wancheng rolled up his sleeves and went in to catch the chicken.

Of course, it was one of the two hens that Orion had bought, but Jiang Wancheng had already seen that they were all old hens, so he could only make old hen soup to drink.

Kill chickens and wipe their necks, boil water and scald their hair.

After the old hen was cleaned up, the dried mushrooms that Jiang Wancheng had soaked in advance were also soaked.

These mushrooms were still the chicken fir mushrooms she had dug at the beginning, and because she didn't finish them, there wasn't much left, so she didn't take them to Qingshui Town to sell.

After Jiang Wancheng was driven away by Orion, no one would do these fungi.

Wen Erlang secretly dried it, and when Jiang Wancheng went home later, he secretly took it out and put it on the board for her.

When she left home this time, Jiang Wancheng naturally took it with her.

Today, let's make a mushroom soup chicken.

After cleaning the mushrooms, Jiang Wancheng first poured out the first batch of water, and then soaked it for a while.

When the color of the water changed again, she scooped up the mushrooms and put aside the water for soaking them.

After the hen is chopped, it is stir-fried in the pan for a while, and after the excess water is fried, the ginger slices are thrown away.

To Jiang Wancheng's surprise, there were green onions in the vegetable garden of this bamboo house.

So, throw two more pieces of green onions into the pot, fry the fragrance, and then pour the water to soak the mushrooms into the pot.

'Grunt', and after a while, the chicken broth in the pot boiled.