Yi Chichi, a descendant of intangible cultural heritage embroidery, transmigrated into a small pitiful character of the same name and surname in the era.
Scumbag father and poisonous stepmoth...
Chapter 409 The Power of Tearing Paper
Wen Shi gasped, "Mr. Duo?"
The sounds changed when stimulated.
Yi Chichi knew that he heard it clearly and didn't think about repeating it, and Wen Shi didn't need to either.
He was shocked. "They actually gave a hundred. It seems like my aunt and the others really put their heart into training Niuniu."
How much is the annual income?
Moreover, this income cannot be saved all, after all, the whole family needs money for food, clothing and other expenses.
The money of ordinary people is saved penny by penny.
I even want to break one cent into eight pieces to use.
One hundred is definitely a huge sum of money for farmers.
As a result, Aunt Ma and the others gave her a daughter-in-law.
"They really trust you."
This is indeed the case. Kang Youxin asked himself if he could reach this level.
After all, money is a great asset to people's hearts, and one hundred yuan is not a small amount of money. It is two or three months' salary for a normal working-class family.
Yi Chichi was helpless, "I'm not so poor that I would be greedy for such a small amount of money."
When the granaries are full, people know etiquette; when they have enough food and clothing, they know honor and disgrace.
If she were a poor person, she might have become greedy.
But she wasn't.
Naturally, she couldn't possibly ruin her reputation for such a small amount of money.
Checking the time, she ordered, "Lao Wen, go pick up Xiao Jiu. I'll make you some medicinal food."
"good."
It's almost dinner time, and it's time to pick up the kids.
He looked at Kang Youxin, "Uncle, do you want to come with me?"
Kang Youxin was bored staying at home, so he got up and followed Wen Shi out the door.
Yi Chizhi went to the kitchen and Wen's mother came in from the back door with a smell.
"Mom, did you fall into the toilet?"
Wen's mother sighed, "You've been squatting for a long time."
As she spoke, she raised her arm and smelled something. She had been in the toilet for too long and her sense of smell had been damaged, so she could not smell anything.
"Do I really stink?"
"Not really, it just has a slight smell, it's fine if I just let it out by the door."
Before he finished speaking, Yi Chichi asked again, "Mom, have you come out after squatting for so long?"
"……No."
Wen Mu's face turned bitter, "My stomach is bloated and a little uncomfortable."
No wonder my appetite has been poor since yesterday.
"I'll give you a press."
Mother Wen's eyes lit up, "Is it useful?"
"have."
"Come!"
She came over and signaled Yi Chichi to get started quickly.
However, she was wearing too many clothes and the kitchen was too cold to take off her clothes, so Yi Chizhi had no choice but to drag her to the studio.
Because of the embroidery, the kang in the room used as a studio was always heated. The temperature was not very high, but it formed a sharp contrast with the low temperature outside.
At least when going outside, Yi Chichi didn't dare to wear only a sweater, for fear of freezing to death.
But you can do it inside the house.
Once you take off your thick cotton-padded jacket and vest, it becomes easy to get started.
Wen's mother lay on her back on the kang, letting her hands massage her abdomen, feeling so comfortable that she felt sleepy.
After a few minutes, Wen's mother suddenly sat up, with a strange look on her face, and asked, "Where did Xiao go?"
"I'm going to pick up Xiao Jiu."
"When he comes back, ask him to cook."
Before she finished speaking, she had already gotten off the kang, put on her shoes, and rushed out like a gust of wind.
His walking posture is a bit strange, with his legs clamped together.
Yi Chichi, “…”
It hasn't even been a few minutes, how come it works so quickly?
She looked at her hands, puzzled as to what was going on.
In the end, I can only attribute it to my excellent massage skills.
Two minutes later, Yi Chi Chi lit the stove, washed his hands and started to make Amomum villosum belly strips.
This medicinal meal is mainly composed of Amomum villosum powder and pig tripe.
It is supplemented with water bean powder, green onion, ginger and other ingredients.
It's not difficult to do, but it takes time.
Fortunately, there is no rush to eat it. It is best to eat it two hours after dinner.
The main function of Amomum villosum belly strips is to promote qi circulation, relieve pain, eliminate dampness and invigorate the spleen.
It has obvious effects on loss of appetite, duodenal ulcer and other symptoms.
As long as he persists, Yi Chichi is confident that he can almost heal Wen Shi's stomach before he returns to the team.
While they were busy, they heard voices coming from the front.
Less than two minutes later, Qin Jiu walked in with a smile on his face.
"Aunt, I'm back."
Wen Shi followed closely behind, "Wife, I brought Xiao Jiu back."
Before he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong.
"Where's Mom?"
It feels like I haven’t seen my mother for a long time.
"bathroom."
Yi Chichi stared intently at the pot, without even looking up, and said, "Mom asked you to cook."
"OK."
It’s just cooking, it’s not difficult for him.
He rolled up his sleeves and got to work.
Qin Jiu came over and said, "Uncle, let me help you."
Wen Shi looked at the vegetables soaking in the basin and grabbed a large cabbage for him, "Wash this."
Yi Chichi quickly reminded, "Wash with hot water."
Wen Shi immediately said sourly, as if he had overturned a jar of vinegar, "I didn't see you tell me to use hot water."
Yi Chi Chi's response was to turn around with the big iron spoon in hand, staring at him fiercely and said unhappily, "Don't try to cause trouble for me."
He shrank his neck and muttered something like his wife didn't love him.
Qin Jiu covered his mouth and laughed secretly. Yi Chichi was too lazy to pay attention to him. He put the auxiliary ingredients into the pot one after another, then poured the clear soup into it. After closing the lid, he bent down and looked at the stove hole.
The fire was not strong enough, so she took a bundle of grass and stuffed it in. With a bang, a raging fire started.
The iron pan conducts heat quickly, and the clear soup is already hot, so a faint fragrance wafts out as the fire is strong.
After returning home feeling relaxed, Mother Wen sniffed and said, "It smells a bit good."
It's the feeling of wanting to eat.
Yi Chichi smiled and said, "Mom will have a bowl later."
Qin Jiu raised his hand, "Auntie, can I drink?"
"able!"
The child who got the affirmative answer hesitated and asked, "Will it not be enough if I drink what my uncle and grandma drink?"
I have a lot to worry about.
Yi Chichi said helplessly, "I made a lot, you can drink it if you want."
Kang Youxin, who had sneaked into the kitchen at some point, called out twice, and it was obvious that he wanted to drink too.
As a result, the large amount of Amomum villosum pork tripe soup was divided up completely after it came out of the pot.
After finishing the soup, Kang Youxin wiped his mouth and went to the secretary's house to sleep.
Wen Shi sent it over, and when he came back it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. Yi Chizhi was sitting cross-legged on the kang with his hands stretched out like a zombie.
"Wife, let me give you a massage."
Having seen her like this many times, Wen Shi knew from her strange posture that she was doing hand treatment again and waiting for the medicine to be absorbed.
He immediately came over and offered to help.
"Press it."
Yi Chichi extended his right hand to him and said, "Be gentle."
Wen Shi retracted his outstretched hand and said hesitantly, "My lightest force may be too heavy for you."
This is indeed a problem.
But it doesn’t matter. I have experience, so just remind me again.
"Use the force of tearing paper."
"……good."
With accurate guidance, Wen Shi knew how much force to use.
The entire massage process was carried out strictly in accordance with the standards, and Yi Chichi expressed her satisfaction with it.
After the ointment on her hands was completely absorbed, she did a set of hand exercises to keep her fingers flexible, and then applied another layer of ointment.
When he heard this, the black man had a question mark face, "Why are you applying this again?"
“This one is whitening and moisturizing.”
I don’t quite understand it, but since my wife has already applied it, I’ll just do it.
As a result, Yi Chichi said that it was not necessary.
Then, the couple had a good night's sleep.