Unlike the Su family who had their own small vegetable garden, Mu Xingzhi didn't farm. So although Su Qingluan also stored a lot of pickled cabbage, dried vegetables, and salted meat in the fall, she didn't have as many vegetables as the Su family could store in the cellar.

It just so happened that in the second year after Su Qingluan traveled through time, Su Guangfu doubled the capacity of the cellar in order to store more vegetables. In addition, the Su family had no shortage of money to buy winter vegetables, so in order to prevent a sudden shortage of food in winter, everyone filled the cellar before every winter.

If Su Qingluan were at home, the whole family would barely be able to eat until the beginning of spring, and the remaining food would be eaten up quickly - although seasonal vegetables would become available when the weather got hot.

However, Su Qingluan was not at home this year, so Su Guangfu and Yang still filled the cellar as usual. It was not until winter that they realized that there was one less "combat force" in the house to eat up the winter vegetables.

So whenever Su Guangfu and Yang met Su Qingluan, they would always bring her some vegetables like radishes and cabbages from the cellar.

Later on, Su Qingluan had become very proactive and self-aware. If she wanted to eat fresh vegetables, she would go back to the Su family to "purchase" them - like today.

It's very cold now. Although it hasn't reached the point where the mountains are closed due to heavy snow, it just snowed two days ago. The ground below has melted and then frozen into ice, and the floating snow on the surface makes everyone slip with every step. Even people who are originally quick-tempered can't help but be cautious on such a road, not daring to run or jump easily, for fear of falling flat on their faces.

"Xingzhi hasn't recovered yet?" Yang looked at Su Qingluan with some concern. "Has he ever been this seriously ill before?"

It has been more than two months since Mu Xingzhi "fell ill", which has never happened before in Yang's memory.

In the past, Mu Xingzhi was often bedridden, but he would recover in a month or so at most. Why did it take so long this time?

Seeing her mother's anxious expression, but afraid that her daughter would think too much, and always seemed to be hesitant to speak, Su Qingluan secretly apologized in her heart. After all, she knew the truth, but she couldn't say it out loud to reassure Yang and Su Guangfu.

But she still had to comfort her mother. Otherwise, as Mu Xingzhi was becoming increasingly "seriously ill", Su Qingluan was afraid that Yang or Su Guangfu would not be able to help but come to visit him, and then everything would be exposed!

"Actually, he's getting better. You know, he's a doctor himself, and his medical skills are pretty good. He just can't be exposed to the wind, so we haven't let him go out these past few days. At most, he lets Song Bo push his wheelchair for a walk in the yard..." Su Qingluan pointed to the icy road outside, "Besides, the road is so slippery, it's hard to push the wheelchair outside, and we're worried."

"It's good to see he's getting better..." Yang was relieved when she heard Su Qingluan say that. She then looked at her daughter, "What's wrong with him?"

"He..." Su Qingluan's mind froze: How could she know what "illness" Mu Xingzhi had? If she continued to make up lies in front of Yang's worried expression, she would become seriously ill herself!

"He... it's just an old illness... plus he caught a cold from the wind, so it's more serious this time..." Su Qingluan was talking nonsense, not sure whether the other party believed it or not, and at the same time prayed that her mother would not ask what Mu Xingzhi's so-called "old illness" was on a whim.

God knows what his old illness is!

Fortunately, Su Qingluan's desperate prayers in her heart must have been heard by the passing immortal, so Yang didn't investigate further, and didn't even ask if she wanted to go and take a look. She just brought some more food for Su Qingluan:

"Although serving the head of the household is a matter of course, he has limited mobility, so you'll have to work harder. These can be cooked and eaten, making them easier to prepare. I've also cut the bacon into small pieces for you, so you don't have to bother. Just take them and use them. And..."

Yang kept talking, and Su Qingluan listened. She didn't know why, but she always felt that although the wind was still cold outside, she didn't feel as cold as when she woke up in the morning.

Su Qingluan was walking home carrying large and small bags of things. Because she was carrying things in her hands, she couldn't swing her arms to keep her body balance. What's more, she needed to hold various ingredients, so she had to walk more carefully. When she reached a slippery road, she even had to carefully rub her way across.

It was only a journey of no more than fifteen minutes, but Su Qingluan was already out of breath. She thought to herself that it was not easy to carry all the "reserve supplies" by herself. She had to make some delicious food to reward herself when she got back.

While thinking about this, Su Qingluan was attracted by one or two donkey carts in front of her neighbor's house.

This neighbor is the closest family to Mu Xingzhi's house. Their surname is Li and they are an elderly couple. Both of them are over 60 years old, which is a rare longevity in this era.

Mr. Li's legs and feet are a little unsteady, but everything else is fine. Granny Li takes care of him and is busy all day long.

The couple had two children, a boy and a girl. The daughter married and moved to another village, and the son was dissatisfied with the fact that farming could not make much money, so he sold his land and went to Lefeng Town to work as a waiter in Hongfulou. Su Qingluan met him several times.

It’s just that because Su Qingluan always came and went in a hurry every time she went to Hongfulou, strictly speaking, the two of them didn’t exchange many words.

Su Qingluan saw that the old couple had a hard life, so she would occasionally share some of the meals she cooked with each other. The old man and the old woman often felt embarrassed, but their family's conditions were really limited, and they didn't know what to give Su Qingluan.

However, Grandma Li is very good at sewing. Unlike Yang, whose "good sewing" is due to novel styles, Grandma Li is particularly good at sewing shoe soles.

Yang's needlework was good, but her skill in sewing shoe soles was just average - of course, Su Qingluan couldn't tell, after all, she didn't even know how to sew shoe soles.

But after Grandma Li gave Su Qingluan a pair of shoes, she understood the difference between Yang and Grandma Li.

Grandma Li's stitches are very dense and evenly positioned, not to mention that the soles are soft and thick, taking into account the characteristics of warmth and ease of movement. Su Qingluan once joked that if Grandma Li made shoes with this craftsmanship and sold them, she could make a lot of money.

However, Granny Li smiled and shook her head: "My eyesight is blurry and my hands are shaking. It takes me a month to make a pair of shoes like this. I can't even sell them for a high price."

Su Qingluan just said this. Besides, Grandma Li also had to take care of Grandpa Li who had difficulty walking, so she couldn't leave easily to do other things.

But today, Su Qingluan looked at Grandpa Li and Grandma Li's door: Whose donkey cart is this? Could it be their son's? But it's still some time before the snow closes off the mountain, so it's not time for him to come back yet, right?

Unexpectedly, when Su Qingluan passed by Grandma Li's door, she heard Grandpa Li calling out, "Mr. Mu's family, your relatives are here to see you!"