Let's keep one of these pheasants and give one to them."

Hearing this, He's mother nodded repeatedly, and then became troubled again.

What should I use to make this chicken soup?

Could it be stewed directly?

At this time, Yu Wan poured out a basket of medicinal herbs from his basket and said to He's mother.

"Mom, I've looked at the herbs here. They're all nourishing. Why not stew them together with the chicken soup?"

Hearing this, He's mother nodded, then picked out two medicinal herbs and stewed them together with the chicken soup.

While stewing the soup, He's mother deliberately closed the kitchen door and the windows tightly.

They even took towels and blocked the gaps between the windows and doors.

I’m afraid the smell will get out. After all, the chicken soup with added medicinal herbs is even more delicious.

He's mother was sweating while stewing the chicken soup. After packing the chicken soup, she handed it to He Huaishu, indicating that he must be careful not to be seen by others.

He Huaishu nodded, then took the chicken soup and left.

As soon as He Huaishu left, the other members of the He family were either holding fans or books in their hands.

I stood at the kitchen door and fanned the soup frantically, hoping to get rid of the aroma of the chicken soup as soon as possible.

At this time, every household was preparing dinner. When Zhao Dafu smelled the fragrance coming from next door, he didn't dare to say a word.

At this time, Grandma Zhao stood aside indignantly, steaming potatoes and cursing.

“The bitch next door has started cooking meat again, and I don’t know where their family got the meat.

They must have known about it last time and hid it in advance.

I wonder how long the village chief will continue to favor them?"

Hearing what Grandma Zhao said, Zhao Dafu said with a look of horror.

"Mom, keep your voice down, have you forgotten what happened before?"

After hearing this, Grandma Zhao quickly came to her senses and shut up.