Chapter 627: Timid look (1st update)
Zhou Xia smelled the fragrance of bones and entered the kitchen.
"Mom, it's not lunch yet, what are you cooking?"
Zhou Xia asked.
Luo Daye waved to Zhou Xia excitedly, "Xia'er, come on, let me tell you something."
"What's the matter?"
Zhou Xia asked, and was dragged to the edge of the stove by Luo Daye.
Luo Daye glanced outside the house, convinced that Blacksmith Luo had not returned.
Telling Zhou Xia in a low voice: "I went to Lao Mu's house yesterday and met the fiancé of the charming girl Lan."
"How is it?" Zhou Xia asked.
Luo Daye clicked her tongue and gave Zhou Xia a thumbs up.
“A first-class beauty, handsome and elegant, just like the number one scholar sung in the opera.”
“Huh?”
Zhou Xia’s eyes lit up For a moment.
"More beautiful than my cousin?" she asked.
Luo Da'e thought for a moment, with a trace of embarrassment on her face.
"What should I say? It's hard to compare!"
"One is fish and the other is meat, each has its own advantages..."
Luo Daye's vulgar metaphor, Zhou Xia understood.
Luo Daye thought of something, let go of Zhou Xia's hand, bowed and pulled out the earthen pot from the stove.
"Xia'er, come and try it, let's see how the tiger bone soup tastes!"
Luo Da'e said excitedly, opened the lid and put salt in it.
Zhou Xia came over, and the two women poured the tiger bone soup and each drank a bowl.
"It's so delicious. After drinking it, my whole body feels warm." Zhou Xia said.
"Mom, what kind of bone is this?" she asked again.
Luo Daye burped contentedly and wiped the corners of her mouth.
"The tiger's bones are comparable to other bones!" she said.
Zhou Xia suddenly realized.
Last night my cousin brought back a white tiger, which shocked the whole village.
This morning, when she went to the pond to wash vegetables and laundry, a bunch of village women surrounded her and asked her questions. They were all envious.
"This soup tastes so good, Xia'er, come and have another bowl."
Luo Da'e greeted, then picked up the earthen pot and poured a bowl for Zhou Xia and herself.
Zhou Xia glanced at the little soup left in the earthen pot and said, "I won't drink it anymore. Leave some for uncle."
Luo Daye said, "It's okay, it's okay. "There's still tiger meat there. Let's cook it for lunch later."
"I'll send a bowl to Mu Zichuan's grandmother later. She sprained her foot." Luo Daye said.
Zhou Xia understood what Luo Daye meant and nodded.
The mother and daughter hid at the door of the stove and drank the soup in the bowl.
Zhou Xia's belly was full and round, and Luo Da'e also hiccupped non-stop.
The woman picked up the earthen pot again and poured herself half a bowl.
"Mom, if you fall down again, how can you give it to Mu Zichuan's grandma later?" Zhou Xia asked.
Luo Da'e smiled and shook her head, "Mom has a way."
The woman stood up, scooped half a bowl of hot water from the hanging pot on the side and poured it into the earthen pot.
Then shook it and added a little salt star seed.
“Here, a can full of tiger bone soup, let’s deliver it together later!”
……
Yang Ruolan was also paying close attention to Song's sprained foot.
While Luo Daye and her daughter were adding water to the tiger bone soup, Yang Ruolan and Yang were also busy in the kitchen.
Mr. Yang said: "I'm a dead old woman, and I haven't seen anything delicious. Let's just give her some brown sugar, red dates or something, and that's it. It's so troublesome!"
Yang Ruolan was working with Na on the stove, simmering the ribs slowly.
There are also red dates, wolfberries and a handful of hawthorn slices in the pork ribs.
It made the whole kitchen smell fragrant.
Hearing Yang's words, Yang Ruolan shook her head and said, "Mother, you are wrong."
"I worked hard on that old lady to do it for Mu Zichuan and Damn look.”
"Now I have worked hard to win the favor of their mother and son."
"When I enter the door in the future, it will be me who has the final say. The days are long and I don't care about this day and night!" Yang Ruolan said.
Yang thinks it makes sense.
"Okay, then you can do it. When you finish it, you can send it there yourself. I'm too lazy to look at Widow Liu's face!"
...Yang Ruolan stewed it until it was soft. Pork ribs, and knocked on the door of the Mu family's courtyard with excitement.
The one who opened the door was Widow Liu.
Widow Liu was surprised when she saw Yang Ruolan standing at the door of the courtyard.
"Girl Lan, why are you here?" Widow Liu asked.
No matter how much I dislike this girl, she is still my daughter-in-law in name only.
It’s not easy to close the door and drive people away.
Yang Ruolan blushed a bit when she saw her future mother-in-law.
"Auntie, I heard that Grandma Ga sprained her foot. I came over to see her and brought some pork rib soup."
As she said this, she picked up the bamboo basket in her hand and shook it. .
Widow Liu also saw the bowl placed in the bamboo basket and the lid of another bowl upside down.
"Po's feet are fine. There is no need to eat these. I understand your wishes."
Widow Liu said.
He had no intention of inviting Yang Ruolan in.
Yang Ruolan was a little embarrassed and looked towards the west room in the yard with her beautiful eyes.
Looking forward to seeing Mu Zichuan.
But I saw nothing.
This trip can't be in vain.
Yang Ruolan then said to Widow Liu: "Auntie, I have simmered this soup for more than an hour over a slow fire. I also put some Chinese medicinal materials in it to clear the liver and improve eyesight. It is very nourishing." Just give it to Brother Zichuan to drink. It will hurt his health if he studies."
Yang Ruolan said softly, with a look of pleading and begging.
Widow Liu looked at Yang Ruolan's expression, and the woman sighed secretly.
She is someone who has been here before, and she can’t hide the look in Lan Yatou’s eyes.
The girl may have some vanity in her, but she is really obsessed with Zichuan.
After all, Widow Liu couldn't bear to refuse Tai Die and stepped aside: "Okay, then you can come in first."
"Hey, thank you auntie, thank you auntie!"
Yang Ruolan was so happy that she carried the basket into the yard.
Follow Widow Liu into the main room.
She glanced at Westinghouse first.
The door to the west room is closed.
Is Brother Zichuan here to warm up his books?
She thought to herself.
But he followed Widow Liu to the east room where voices could be heard.
It's important to visit the old lady first.
"Mom, Miss Lan is here to see you."
Widow Liu entered the east room and said to the old lady who was sitting on the bed.
When Yang Ruolan heard her name being called, she quickly moved to the front.
Only then did she realize that someone had already come to visit before her in the room.
Luo Da'e was sitting by the bed, chatting with the old lady.
Zhou Xia stood behind Luo Da'e with her hands lowered, looking timid.
Why are this mother and daughter here?
Yang Ruolan thought.
On the small stool next to their mother and daughter, there is an open ocean bowl.
A strange aroma wafted out of the bowl.
I don’t know what kind of soup it is, and Yang Ruolan couldn’t help but take a few more breaths.
On the other side of the bed, Mrs. Song's voice reached Yang Ruolan's ears.
"Hey, Girl Lan is here too? Come and sit down quickly and let Po Ga take a good look at you."
Yang Ruolan came back to her senses instantly.
Suppressing the suspicion in her heart, she immediately raised her eyes and gave the old lady on the bed a gentle smile.
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