Feng Zhenniang tossed and turned in bed at night, with beads of sweat on her head. Finally, she had no choice but to get up and go to a place a little further away to relieve herself.

After a while, Feng Zhenniang returned, holding her stomach again, and patted the sleeping Lin Changxi: "Changxi, Changxi!"

She didn't wake up her husband, Lin Changxi, but she did wake up Lin Rui. Rubbing his eyes and looking at his mother, whose face was covered in sweat, he immediately sat up straight: "Mom, what's going on?"

"Are you feeling unwell?" He was about to stand up and support her.

Feng Zhenniang grabbed him and said, as if blaming him for meddling in other people's business: "I didn't call you, go to sleep!"

At this moment, Lin Changxi was finally awakened by Feng Zhenniang. He was a little confused and asked, "What's going on?"

"Come with me!" Feng Zhenniang turned and left. Lin Changxi followed behind, not forgetting to say to Lin Rui, "Go to sleep. I'll follow and take a look."

Lin Rui felt that his mother must have something wrong, but she just didn't want to say it, so he followed them after they walked for a while.

I heard two voices behind a dead tree: "You haven't pooped for three days, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"What's the use of telling you? Can you catch a wild boar for me in this wilderness like Rui'er did?"

"You're really embarrassing me, woman. There are dead bodies and wild wolves in this wilderness, but there are no wild boars. The grass roots and tree bark have all been eaten bare. Even if a wild boar comes, it will starve to death."

"Ouch, ouch! Be gentle! Your intestines are punctured."

"Oh my! Wife, you can't do this! Your intestines are coming out!"

"Don't scream, you won't die! If I can't poop, I'll suffocate to death!"

"Then bear with it!"

Then he heard Feng Zhenniang's suppressed moan of pain. Lin Rui turned around and slowly walked to the resting place and sat down. He understood his mother's condition. It should be the prolapse of the rectum and constipation caused by hunger and fatigue. If the situation continues to worsen and causes infection in the exposed part of the intestine, it will be a death sentence!

Feng Zhenniang has been playing the role of a qualified head of household since Lin Rui's time travel and escape from famine. In fact, she is just an ordinary woman.

Zhao Qing heard the rustling sound of Lin Rui rustling around the large camphorwood box on their ox cart. He half-closed his eyes and asked, "Chief, what are you busy with?"

Lin Rui didn't even raise his head: "Nothing, brother-in-law, go to sleep quickly, we have to travel tomorrow."

Zhao Qing yawned: "Okay, then you go to bed early." He turned over and fell into a deep sleep again.

When Lin Changxi returned, half supporting and half holding the pale-faced Feng Zhenniang, he saw Lin Rui sitting by the fire, warming himself. "Brother Rui, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Lin Rui looked up at his parents, immediately stood up and walked to the other side of Feng Zhenniang, put her hands on his neck, and together with his father, carefully placed her against the wheel of the ox cart.

"Dad, I heard of a folk remedy that uses a heated shoe sole to support the intestines and help them return to the body." Lin Rui said. The structure of the reproductive organs of men and women is different. Unlike the ancients, he felt it was disrespectful to say something explicit.

Feng Zhenniang's face immediately turned pale with a hint of red: "You...you know?"

Lin Rui nodded: "Dad, you should give it a try on Mom. It's better than just leaving it alone like this. It will cause habitual anal prolapse in the future."

Lin Changxi rubbed his hands: "Okay, okay, then I'll try."

"Well, don't be so anxious, just do it step by step. Mom, leave the food matters to me during this period." He was worried that his mother would still be thinking about cooking for the family while she was recuperating.

When it comes to handing over the power of food, Feng Zhenniang is the first to disagree: "That won't do. You are such a lavish eater. Our family doesn't have that much food. I won't listen to you no matter what. Let your elder and second sisters do it."

"Second sister has to take care of Qingqing and carry the baggage. She's so tired at the end of the day that she can't even lift her arms. How can we let her do these chores? The two baskets that eldest sister carries every day are almost killing her. Let her take a break and have a good rest. Leave the cooking to me, a free man, mother. I know what I'm doing."

Lin Changxi also advised Feng Zhenniang: "You are such a worrywart. Take care of your health first."

Feng Zhenniang's food management power was transferred to Lin Rui, and she thought her son could understand what she meant.

As a result, the next day, Lin Rui's family saw that the white porridge was obviously thicker and there were twice as many pickled vegetables. What was even more surprising was that each bowl of white porridge contained either a large chicken leg that exceeded the edge of the bowl or two large chicken wings.

The red oil from the chicken legs flowed into the bowl of white porridge. The red and white colors whetted people's appetite. Every woman and child received a bamboo tube of milk.

If Lin Rui wasn't afraid of going too far, he could have taken out the bread and potato chips in his space to show off.

Zhao Qing swallowed several times, looking at the large chicken drumstick in the bowl and asked, "Chief, where... where do you get so many chicken drumsticks and wings? I remember we killed and pickled all our chickens and ducks before we left."

"These are not the chicken wings and drumsticks from home, but the ones I bought from a restaurant in Longting Town. They are very durable and are soaked in oil. The chef said they can be stored for a year or two." Lin Rui explained. In fact, they were not from a restaurant at all. They were just vacuum-packed braised dishes that he had stored in his refrigerator. In order to explain better, he tore off the packaging and threw it into the space, then took out all the chicken wings and drumsticks.

Lin Susu looked at the food in the bowl and couldn't help but stare: "Rui Ge'er, are these the ones you put in the camphorwood box?"

"Yeah, I was planning to take it out when we ran out of ammunition and food, but now seeing how tired and hard-working everyone is, I might as well take it out and eat it first."

"No, we still have food now. Why do we have to use your stored food?" Lin Susu was anxious.

"We're all talking about different things. I've already done it, and it's too late to put it back now. I'll just eat it."

"Rui'er, this..."

Seeing that everyone was still thinking about chanting, Lin Rui simply said, "Well, since none of you want it, I'll just give you three or two more."

Well, the world suddenly became quiet. Who could be willing to give up such a big piece of chicken leg!

Lin Ruidun’s braised chicken legs are all those pistol-shaped chicken legs with red sauce skin and smell of seasonings mixed with technology and cruel words, but they taste so good!

The chicken wings are also of the same brand and taste, big and plump, with a pair packed in one bag.

Everyone prefers the bowl with chicken legs, but it seems that two chicken wings are also acceptable.

Yu Lanhua served the rich and fragrant meat porridge specially cooked by Lin Rui. The meat was the fresh pork in the refrigerator. He used a blender to make meat paste in the house last night, and cooked it with rice this morning. It was 100% refined grain. He put some soaked wild vegetable leaves on it and added a glass of milk to ensure a balanced diet.