Chapter 6866 Bottomless Pit
Full of evil and scheming, he put himself in jail, and even made a woman pregnant and sent him home to raise a baby!
Why are the two twins so different?
But there is one thing in common, that is: none of them make people worry!
“Shuanzi, come here.”
Wang Hongquan suddenly poked his head out of the kitchen and waved to him mysteriously.
What happened again?
After Wang Shuanzi entered the kitchen, he found that Xiao Hei was squatting at the mouth of the stove with a piece of pig's trotters, chewing on it until his mouth was full of oil.
“Have you washed your hands?” Wang Shuanzi asked.
“Huh?”
Judging from Xiao Hei's reaction, you knew he hadn't washed it.
Wang Shuanzi shook his head again, is this child the reincarnation of Taotie? His mouth seemed to be connected to a bottomless pit.
"Shuanzi, I took one of the two pig's trotters and simmered it to replenish Mei'er's body, and kept the other one for tomorrow."
"Well, thank you for your hard work, Dad. ”
“Hey, family, don’t say those words.”
Wang Hongquan waved his hand, and then said to Wang Shuanzi:
"When I was simmering pig's trotters, I asked Xiao Hei to go to your house to get a few medicinal herbs to put in the soup."
"Meier was sleeping at the time, so I couldn't go in, and I didn't let Xiao Hei disturb her. I want to say hello to you in private, so that you won’t make a fuss when you see that the medicinal ingredients are missing.”
Wang Shuanzi laughed dryly, “I understand, dad, the medicinal ingredients are used to stew soup for Meier anyway, I believe you. ."
Wang Hongquan nodded happily.
"Mei'er thinks she's about to wake up. Bring her a bowl of hoof flower soup!"
Wang Hongquan turned around, found a large bowl, and opened the lid.
The aroma suddenly filled the small kitchen. Xiao Hei, who was sitting at the mouth of the stove, sniffed hard and his eyes widened.
“Master, I want to drink too, I want to drink too!”
“Wait a minute, I’ll dress you up first!”
Wang Hongquan smiled and cursed, and put almost half of the pig's trotters, including the bones, into the big bowl.
There were a few black boiled things floating on the white soup.
Wang Shuanzi knew it was Cordyceps sinensis.
The red ones are wolfberries.
“This looks really good-looking.” Wang Shuanzi praised.
Wang Hongquan smiled kindly.
"There is a lot of soup. Shuanzi, you will also have a bowl later?"
Wang Shuanzi glanced at the pot. There should be three or four bowls left in the pot.
"Dad, you and Xiao Hei can drink, I won't drink."
"I don't need to drink either." Wang Hongquan said.
He glanced at the large white room opposite and hesitated to speak.
Wang Shuanzi knew what Wang Hongquan wanted to say, but he deliberately did not ask.
These things were given to Meier by others. As a husband, he should give them to his wife.
"Shuanzi, can you share my bowl with Dabai's wife?"
"Dad, this is not good..."
"What's wrong? Just think it's me who drank it! Besides, Dabai's wife is pregnant with our old Wang family's baby. Hongmei is so hurt that she's skin and bones, and her eyes are sunken. Since we took her home Come home..." "Okay, okay, Dad, please give her a bowl. The rest of the pot must be given to Xiao Hei except for one bowl. Leave it to Mei'er and let her drink it again at night."
"Oh, okay, of course, Mei'er is the most important thing!"
......
In this way, Yang Huamei ate a large bowl of hoof flower soup at noon and took a warm nap in the afternoon.
When I woke up in the evening, although I still had a cough, my energy and energy had recovered a lot, my vision was much clearer, and my ears were no longer ringing in the ears.
When Mrs. Tan came to visit her, Yang Huamei took Mrs. Tan's hand and sighed: "The tonic sent by Qing'er is really effective. Mom, you really have to thank Qing'er for me later."
Tan clapped Yang Huamei's hand, feeling very satisfied with Yang Ruoqing's performance, but There was still an old look on his face and he said:
"Meier, what did you say? They should be nice to you, as they should!"
"Especially that fat girl, she has She has money and goods, so it’s only right to plucking a hair to honor her aunt. What’s there to thank her for?”
Yang Huamei shook her head after hearing this, "Mom, that's not what you said."
"No matter how rich Qing'er and the others are, it doesn't come from the sky. They bring things to me. This is a sign of respect." I am a girl because I care about your ancestor."
"They are nice to me, but I can't. It's natural that I should be borne by you. I have to appreciate it and know that it's good or bad..."
"Okay, okay, Meier, I understand everything you said. I'll just bring my thanks to you later. You're still sick. It’s not okay, don’t talk so much, be careful of being tired...”
Tan raised her hand and patted Yang Huamei on the back, her eyes full of care.
Yang Huamei nodded with a smile, lay down under Tan's caress, and rested her head on Tan's skinny thigh.
Just like when I was a child and I was not feeling well, as long as I lay on my mother’s lap, let my mother caress my back, and listened to her humming songs, my mind would calm down inexplicably.
Even if you still feel a little uncomfortable, you can be cured by this kind of powerful care.
Even more effective than medicinal materials and supplements.
"Mei'er, how much did you drink at noon?" Tan asked again.
The first thing she did when she came to Lao Wang's house was to ask Wang Shuanzi about the lunch meal.
“It’s a big bowl full, and it’s still going to last until now.” Yang Huamei said with squinted eyes.
“Well, that’s good, I’m not afraid of it, it’ll be watery just to urinate a few more times.” Ms. Tan said.
"Have you given her the red plum to drink?"
"This...I don't know."
Yang Huamei originally wanted to tell the truth, because that's what Noon Shuanzi told her.
She has no objection. Since they are all connected to the courtyard gate, they will naturally have to eat tea and rice in the same pot during the period of living at home, and there is no need to plot against Hongmei.
You can’t make a big fortune just by relying on that kind of petty calculation, right?
But my mother knows her temper well. If she told her this, she would be verbose.
So Yang Huamei subconsciously chose to avoid this topic.
"Why aren't you clear? Meier, what you said is so confusing!"
Tan sat down and her voice became a little colder.
“You are the only mistress of the house. You have to keep an account of what food is in the house, who is eating it, and who is not eating it!”
“ Let’s just say that in those days when our old Yang family was not divided, there were so many houses, large and small. I have dozens of mouths, and I know everything about food and drink. No one can escape my eyes. How can you say that you don’t know?”
“Mom, I’m so sick that I’m dazed. Why do you still have the energy to ask about things as big as sesame seeds and mung beans?”
"Meier, being sick is not an excuse. I remember when I gave birth to you, your head was half-baked. Your sisters-in-law were cooking lunch outside. How much rice did you cook and how many vegetables were cooked? Which vegetables used lard and which vegetables used rapeseed? I don't care if there is not even a drop of oil in cooking the vegetables. The more you are at that time, the more important it is to seize the supplies at home, otherwise, those evil-minded things will love to take advantage of the situation and kill you while you are sick...ah, I said it wrong,"
(End of this chapter)