1970s: After Being Kicked Out of the House, I Turned Around and Married a Military Officer

Song Yun, a modern inheritor of ancient medical practices, accidentally transmigrates to the year 1973, becoming an unlucky girl unloved by her father and ignored by her mother.

She didn'...

Chapter 67 From now on, we are brother and sister (1/2)

"No wonder there's a delicious aroma in our yard. I was wondering whose house is cooking and how it could even reach our yard." Song Yun said with a smile, and continued to walk into the kitchen, "Let me see what my awesome boy Yi has cooked."

Song Ziyi felt a little embarrassed by her sister's praise, and followed her into the kitchen, scratching her head.

Song Yun opened the lid of the pot. There was hot water at the bottom of the pot, and a steaming plate was placed on the hot water. There was a plate of stir-fried wild amaranth, a plate of braised rabbit meat, and a large plate of steamed buns, all of which were steaming and looked very appetizing.

"Great! There are both meat and vegetables, and the combination is very good. It makes me hungry at the first sight." Song Yun gave Ziyi a thumbs up. She was not exaggerating. It was rare to find an eight-year-old child as sensible and capable as her brother, even in the countryside.

Not to mention that her younger brother is very smart and has a strong learning ability. He will definitely be a pillar of society in the future.

After Qi Monan cleaned the car, the three of them started eating. Just after they took two bites, Captain Liu hurried over.

"Uncle Liu, come in quickly." Qi Monan brought Captain Liu to the main room.

When Song Yun saw that it was Captain Liu, she immediately took a bowl and forced Captain Liu to eat with her.

Captain Liu couldn't break free, and since he was really hungry, he couldn't refuse the hospitality, so he joined in the meal.

After lunch, Qi Mo Nan and Zi Yi cleaned up the dishes together, while Captain Liu and Song Yun discussed the medical consultation.

"It doesn't matter if the clinic is a little simple, but there's one thing I absolutely must have. Could you please make a small compartment out of curtains or mats or something similar, and put a simple wooden bed inside so I can examine female patients or children."

Captain Liu agreed. Those women who went out to see a doctor were always shy and timid. If there was a separate clinic like this, they wouldn't have to be embarrassed. There were small clinics with curtains like this in the hospital. It would be a good idea to get one. He would organize some people to do it soon.

The two men agreed on the specific details, and Captain Liu happily returned to the brigade headquarters.

When Song Yun returned to the backyard, the dishes had been cleared away. Song Ziyi was practicing throwing stones. Qi Monan stood behind Ziyi and threw a stone from time to time.

Song Yun took a casual glance and found that Qi Mo Nan's aim was surprisingly good. He threw the ball randomly and it hit the same spot several times. This couldn't be a match.

But that's normal. He is a battalion-level officer. Without real skills, how could he get that position at such a young age?

"I plan to make pear paste this afternoon." Song Yun said.

Qi Mo Nan threw the stone in his hand, turned around and asked Song Yun, "What can I do?"

Making pear paste isn't easy. First, you have to cut the pears into thin strips, boil them in a pot, and strain the juice. Then, simmer the mixture over low heat, stirring constantly to prevent it from sticking to the pot. And since these wild pears are so common, you'll probably need to boil several pots to finish them all, which is a waste of firewood.

"Cut the pears first. When you're done, you and Ziyi go get some firewood. We don't have much firewood at home, and cooking this will use up a lot of it."

Qi Mo Nan was tickled by the word "our family" and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips. "Okay, I'll go get all the pears out."

Two large and one small pears were cut like crazy in the yard. They filled one basin after another and their hands were sore from cutting. Finally, they cut all the pears into thin strips. Big pieces would be fine, but thin strips are easier to release juice, and it would be easier to filter the juice with gauze later.

When Song Yun started to cook pear juice, Qi Mo Nan and Zi Yi went out together to collect firewood.