In stories about "true and false young misses," others usually transmigrate into noble daughters who were lost outside. With one transmigration, they step on cannon fodder, become the cente...
Su Xueyan vomited the night before, and the next morning Su Qingluan no longer dared to let her eat cold food. She got up early and made porridge for the little girl.
Su Guangfu and Yang had just gotten up and were about to go to town to set up their stall. Seeing Su Qingluan coming out of the room, Yang hurried forward and asked, "Did the third girl vomit again last night? Are you still feeling unwell?"
Su Guangfu naturally didn't ask as many questions as Yang did, but he followed Yang closely and looked at Su Qingluan's expression seriously.
Seeing that her father and mother looked as if they were facing a great enemy, Su Qingluan smiled and said, "Don't worry, the little girl drank the hot sugar water I gave her yesterday and fell asleep. She hasn't woken up yet and is sleeping soundly." She even started to snore a little.
Yang looked at Su Guangfu, then turned back and said, "Then... do we still need to go to Huichuntang today..."
Su Qingluan shook her head. "The doctors at Huichun Hall are indeed very skilled, but our Xueyan ate too much cold food. The weather is cold now, and children have weak stomachs, so it's natural that they feel uncomfortable after eating too much."
After hearing this, Yang nodded: "That's good, that's good..." As she spoke, her tone became obviously relaxed.
"So you don't need to go to a doctor, let alone a fortune teller." Su Qingluan was still a little cautious when she said the latter part.
After all, the profession of "fortune teller" is very mysterious. She can not only "cure diseases" but also "bless" people. Many people who are healthy have been cheated.
Fortunately, although Yang and Su Guangfu have a superstitious side, they are essentially pragmatic. After knowing that their little daughter just ate too much cold food, they focused on things like "pay more attention to food in the future" and "no matter how busy you are, you can't be careless about food."
Su Qingluan smiled and said, "Mother, I'm here. I won't let Xueyan go hungry."
Yang saw it clearly: "You are busy with the jam business now, so you can naturally take care of the third girl at home. But after this busy period, you will have to go out with us to open the stall. What will happen to the third girl then?"
Su Qingluan thought about it and realized that was true.
In fact, setting up the stall is not the busiest thing. The key is that if the "Four Seasons" series of jams really become famous and popular among the noble circles in the capital, then I will probably have to be very busy for the production line of this jam.
At that time, would I let my sister eat cold rice every day? Or should I just let a three or four-year-old kid light the stove and make a fire himself?
Although Li Guixiang still tried her best to help take care of Su Xueyan, after all, the various symptoms after the pregnancy became apparent, such as edema, shortness of breath and other discomforts became more and more severe. The Su family could not really leave a lively child like Su Xueyan to the care of a pregnant woman who was getting closer to her due date.
Su Qingluan couldn't help but think: Liu Yunniang seems to be a hardworking and down-to-earth girl. She wonders if it is possible to recruit her to be a maid in her family to help with the household expenses.
...Although the term "maid" is a bit awkward - Su Qingluan essentially just wants to find a reliable live-in nanny.
However, it was too early to say these things now, so Su Qingluan just suppressed these thoughts in her heart and did not talk too much about them with her parents.
At this time, Su Xuanhe also rubbed his sleepy eyes and staggered out to wash his face.
Ever since Su Xuanhe had to get up early to go to school, no matter what the family had for breakfast, they would always cook an extra boiled egg for the boy to prevent him from going hungry during the day.
After all, boiled eggs are easy to carry and can also satisfy your hunger.
In order to ensure that her three children could eat eggs every day, Yang even bought a few more chickens so that they could lay more eggs after her family's financial situation became less tight.
But having too many chickens is a bit of a problem.
Originally, the Su family relied on the eggs laid by their chickens to exchange for food or daily necessities in the town or other families in the village. Now, if they want these daily necessities, they can directly buy them with the copper coins earned from selling offal soup.
The shops in the town have a wider variety of choices and the quality is better.
Therefore, eggs, which were once considered "hard currency" in the Su family, have become somewhat dispensable - even as a simple food ingredient, eggs have become somewhat mediocre after having more options.
In this way, before we knew it, eggs had become a "slow-selling product".
Although Su Qingluan changed her cooking method some time ago and made eggs into various delicacies, she has been very busy recently and has no extra energy to study how to eat eggs in different ways.
So the Su family went back to the cycle of choosing between boiled eggs, scrambled eggs, and poached eggs - although it was better than simply boiled eggs, it was not much better.
For example, today, Su Xuanhe looked at another boiled egg in his hand with a look of disgust, and ended up eating another chestnut from his elder sister: "Just make do for a while, I'll find a way to bring you something delicious."
Su Qingluan rolled her eyes at her brother. Su Xuanhe stopped rubbing his head and complaining, and suddenly his eyes widened: "Sister, what's to eat?"
"Just know how to eat it, be careful if you don't memorize the book, or you'll get beaten again!"
Hearing Su Qingluan's words, Su Xuanhe's face changed instantly. He stopped thinking about food, rubbed his palms which seemed to still hurt, and started muttering to himself again, which made Yang and Su Guangfu laugh.
After seeing off her parents and younger brother, Su Qingluan steamed an egg custard for her younger sister and herself this morning, and then decided to deal with the remaining twenty or so newly laid eggs.
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