"You said these mushrooms, this is Sister Ying saw that your basket was empty, and helped you pick some chicken firs."

Seeing Ye Sang ask about these mushrooms, Zhao Fang smiled and continued: "I'm stupid, I'm afraid that I will pick bad mushrooms, so I will dig some wild vegetables for you." ”

Zhao Fang actually picks mushrooms, and she picks them very well.

But Wang Cuihua instructed the two of them to pick mushrooms and dig wild vegetables together. Mushrooms in the mountains are easy to find, but wild vegetables are hard to find when they are old.

Therefore, picking mushrooms is light and fast, and Zhao Ying naturally does it, and digging wild vegetables is handed over to Zhao Fang.

"Although these wild vegetables are a little old, I am all young shoots."

Afraid that the second room of the Zhao family would be disgusted, Zhao Fang added.

"Oh?"

Ye Sang sneered and pretended to ask, "What about these mushrooms?" ”

"These mushrooms were specially dug by Sister Ying, and she said that this mushroom tastes the best, and she didn't pick much, so she didn't want to eat it at home. said that I was sorry for my second uncle and aunt before, so let me honor you. ”

Zhao Fang spoke very frankly.

After the separation, Zhao Fang always felt that the big house was sorry for the second room, and was willing to get close to and help the second room. is also very supportive of Zhao Ying's desire to send mushrooms to the second room.

"Okay, thank you Zhao Ying for me."

Ye Sang accepted the basket and handed it to his sister-in-law Liu. It was only when Zhao Fang walked away that he wrapped all the mushrooms that Zhao Ying picked in leaves and threw them aside.

"That's ......"

Mother-in-law Li also saw the clue, the mushrooms sent by Zhao Ying were not chicken fir at all, but Amanita mushrooms. It looks like a chicken fir fungus, but there are differences.

Someone in the village had eaten it by mistake, and the first day it was fine, but the next day it would vomit and fall into a coma.

"Is Zhao Yingcai wrong?"

Mother-in-law Li didn't believe that Zhao Ying would do these things, and besides, picking the wrong mushrooms on the mountain was a common thing.

"Mother, as Zhao Fang said just now, Zhao Ying was reluctant to leave these mushrooms to their own home."

What mushrooms are the most delicious to keep only for their family, and that's because they're poisonous!

The big house has never been kind to their second room!

"I'll go to them for comment!"

Hearing this, her mother-in-law Li was angry.

They are all separated, and the big house sent these mushrooms to their family, did they want to kill their family!

"Mother, Zhao Ying won't admit it if you go, and this matter doesn't seem to be all involved in the Zhao family."

This mushroom is poisonous, and her mother-in-law Li Baiyun knows it, and Wang Cuihua and the villagers should also know it.

Using such an obvious means to harm people is probably Zhao Ying's own bad idea.

"So what do we do?"

Sister-in-law Liu also heard these words, and her whole person was a little uneasy, and she became more and more scared when she stroked her stomach.

She still has an unborn child in her belly, and she wants to protect this child.

"Wait and see, drink chicken soup and eat chicken."

Ye Sang's calm opening also calmed everyone's hearts.

Soon, the pot of chicken soup was bubbling and bubbling, and there was a layer of oil film on it, and the aroma of chicken and the fresh fragrance of chicken fir wafted everywhere, making people salivate.

Zhao Sanlu and Zhao Sigu were holding a chicken paw in their mouths, gobbling them up, and their small mouths were surrounded by chicken fat.

Zhao Daman gave all the chicken in his bowl to his daughter-in-law Liu, soaked half of the steamed bun in the chicken soup, and took a bite full of juice and filled his taste buds.

Zhao Erye and his wife didn't eat much, so they sandwiched chicken for Zhao Daman, and kept sandwiching Ye Sang.

"Three reeds and four grains, you two will eat two more pieces, and go to sleep."

I finally got wild mountain chicken, and my mother-in-law Li was afraid that the two children would be able to eat it, and she was afraid that after eating it all tonight, she wouldn't be able to eat it tomorrow.

"Ye Sang, you eat more."

After saying that, she was worried that Ye Sang was hungry, so she gave Ye Sang the last two pieces of chicken in her bowl.

"There's still lard at home, right?"

Ye Sang didn't eat much, and he picked a lot of chicken fir this afternoon, but the chicken fir is not conducive to preservation. If you live in the village, you will dry it and eat it at another time. But now that there is a famine, this umami is difficult to preserve.

"Yes."

Seeing Ye Sang asking, sister-in-law Liu hurriedly responded. Since Ye Sang took charge of the house, she took great care of her as a pregnant woman, and she really wanted to find something to do.

Listening to Ye Sang mention the lard and wipe his mouth, he went to help Ye Sauna.

"These chicken fir fir are torn into small strips and fried in oil, which is good for preservation, and can also be eaten as pickles and steamed buns on the road." Ye Sang said softly.

She remembered that her little sister Qin He made fried chicken fir in both summer and autumn, and vaguely remembered some.

"Then I should add some salt and fry it a little longer?" Sister-in-law Liu asked.

"It should be." Ye Sang remembered that the fried chicken fir was very dry, so it should be fried for a while.

"Okay, I'll try."

Sister-in-law Liu took the chicken fir and cleaned it slightly, and soon the aroma of mushrooms came from the pot.

Aunt Jia, who slept next door, slept in a daze, and after smelling a burst of aroma, she got up from the ground.

"Zhao Lao'er's family, what are you doing at home?"

Aunt Jia originally smelled the smell of stewed pheasant in Zhao's family, and she was a little greedy. Where did I think that after a while, there was another burst of fungus aroma from Zhao Laoer's house.

When I got closer, I saw that the chicken fir was fried until golden brown, and the roots were hung with oil droplets.

"Hey, fried mushrooms, I'm really not afraid of wasting lard." Aunt Jia's words were full of sourness.

As for the lard, it is also a valuable thing in the famine year.

Frying chicken fir with lard is not only a waste of chicken fir but also a waste of lard.

"Children love to eat, and more than anything else."

Mother-in-law Li smiled and took Aunt Jia's words back.

Ye Sang helped divide the family and earned food and silver. Such a good daughter-in-law is not easy to find with a lantern.

So whatever her daughter-in-law wants to eat, she will be satisfied with whatever she can, not to mention wasting a little chicken fir and lard.

"Then your family is really extravagant."

Aunt Jia rolled her eyes disdainfully, who didn't know that the Zhao family's two-room division did not take advantage, and at this time, they were eating and drinking here to fill the big tail wolf, and the family was comfortable behind.

No one in the second room of the Zhao family answered Aunt Jia's words.

Ye Sang took Zhao Sanlu and Zhao Sigu to learn kung fu on the side, Zhao Daman accompanied his daughter-in-law Li's fried chicken fir fir, and the old couple buried those bones in the ground, afraid that the beast would find them.

Aunt Jia was bored, she yawned, tightened her coat, and went back to sleep.

Zhao Ying on the other side smelled the smell of meat all night, and her heart was very unbalanced.

But when I smelled the aroma that looked like fried mushrooms, my face smiled.

She poked Wang Cuihua, who was taking care of Zhao Lili, and sold a pass.

"Mother, in a few days, the second uncle and the second aunt's family will definitely be unlucky."

"Better be more unlucky! Otherwise, when your second brother's body is better, I will definitely make their family's life even more difficult! ”

Wang Cuihua said, stuffing the winter quilt for Zhao Lili.

Ever since Zhao Lili fell from the tree, his body has been uncomfortable. Dr. Sun also took the medicine, but the effect was not good.

Coupled with the fact that Honghong took away the family's food, Wang Cuihua was angry and annoyed, and she was even more worried about Zhao Lili's body, so she couldn't take care of herself.

"Definitely, you'll just wait and see the excitement then."

Zhao Ying leaned on Wang Cuihua and watched every move in the second room of the Zhao family with dripping eyes.

At this time, in the depths of the forest, there was a man's cry like killing a pig.

"Help! Help me! ”