Of course, once the wood-type supernatural energy is used up, it will slowly recover automatically.
I tested it at level 1, and it took an hour to fully recover.
It was level 2. After inducing the birth of 100 cabbages, Song Jiayu waited at home for an hour and recovered completely.
But how can I face the one hundred juicy, white and tender cabbages at home?
Song Jiayu: ...
If you are undecided, run away first and pile everything up in this room.
Anyway, it's not a sleeping room, and no outsiders can see it if the door is locked. I guess Jiang Baizhou will have a headache when he sees these when he gets home.
"Hehehehehe"
How could she be gloating over giving Jiang Baizhou a headache?
"No, no, the world is so wonderful, if smart people don't have headaches, why should stupid people have headaches?"
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"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Bai Zhou~~~"
Jiang Baizhou looked at the piles of cabbages that filled the room, blinked twice, then twice more, then immediately turned around and left.
Song Jiayu stopped him: "Where are you going?"
"Get some cabbage home!"
She didn't stop him and just said, "I bought the cabbage. I'll make you some kimchi and pickles. They'll be delicious."
One is spicy, the other is sour. Brother Baizhou, our family will be all about cabbage for a while.
Jiang Baizhou didn't know what his wife was planning. He asked someone to get two or three large cabbages, but put them all on the basket on his back. He also pasted cabbage leaves in the gaps of the basket. Outsiders would only think that it was a basket of cabbages, and would not have thought that most of it was firewood.
In the afternoon, Song Jiayu started to make kimchi and spicy cabbage. She worked for two hours and made two buckets. There were cabbages that were artificially grown and cabbages that Jiang Baizhou bought. When mixed together, the taste was a little better, but not so exaggerated that people would think of other things when eating it.
I delivered it to Jiang's father and mother first, then rode my bike to deliver it to Song's father and mother, and mailed a portion to Tianshun who was far away in Beilin City. I also sent a bowl to Wen Yun, Lin Xue, Xu Qinghuan, and Aunt Cuihua.
That’s it, there’s still half a jar left of the first batch of kimchi and spicy cabbage.
That's it, there are still more than half of the cabbages in the house.
On the dinner table, there were stir-fried Chinese cabbage, bright red spicy cabbage, sour kimchi, and fortunately, a dish of braised chicken with potatoes. Jiang Baizhou ate the stir-fried cabbage, which was sweet, crisp and delicious. He took a bite of the spicy cabbage, which was slightly spicy, sweet and crisp, also delicious. He took another bite of the kimchi, which was sour, sweet and crisp... It was delicious, but wasn't the cabbage too precious on the table?
For a moment, his eyes were filled with resentment.
Song Jiayu almost couldn't hold back her laughter. She didn't mean to do it, she really didn't mean to. She was just doing a test. She put a piece of delicious chicken in Brother Bai Zhou's bowl and said, "In winter, the only vegetables are cabbage and radish. Let's adapt in advance. Besides, my cabbage is good for your health. Eat more and you'll be healthy~"
Finally, I picked up a large portion of stir-fried cabbage with chopsticks and put it into the bowl.
Jiang Baizhou...felt even more resentful, and looked dimly at his wife who was happily eating cabbage.
Well, let’s clean it up at night!
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When the first snowflake fell from the sky, Song Jiayu was wearing the lavender floral cotton jacket newly made by Wen Yun, a red woolen scarf, black cotton trousers, and cotton shoes with leather outside and white fluffy inside. She stood under the eaves, stretched out her hand, and watched the snowflakes fall on her hand, which was icy and cold.
In my previous life, as a southerner, I never saw snow all year round.
But in Songshan County, it's only November and the snow is already here.
"Still watching the snow outside? Come in and warm yourself by the fire, don't get sick."
Jiang Baizhou's voice came from the house. She walked back to the main room. There were a few sweet potatoes roasting in a charcoal brazier. The skin was already charred black. One could imagine how delicious the red and orange sweet potato flesh inside would be after peeling off the charred skin.
A black iron tongs moved the charcoal and took out the two sweet potatoes inside. Jiang Baizhou put one between newspapers and gave it to Song Jiayu first, and then took one for himself.
The two of them sat next to each other, peeled the sweet potatoes together, took a bite together, slurped twice together, said it was so hot, but were mesmerized by the sweet and fragrant sweet potatoes.
"It's so delicious~" Song Jiayu kicked her feet happily.
"Mm, very delicious." Jiang Baizhou ate the sweet potato and looked at his wife, hoping that this moment could last forever. However, he also knew that this was impossible, so he said, "Next winter we will also roast sweet potatoes and eat them, and the year after next, and the year after that, and every year together."
"Okay, the agreement is successful."
Song Jiayu held up the sweet potato and clinked it against Jiang Baizhou's.
There were sounds of gongs and drums outside the house. Today was the day when Qian Youfu of the Old Qian family was holding his wedding banquet. Everyone in the Old Qian family was busy early in the morning and it was very lively.
"I don't know what Qian Youfu's new wife looks like."
"Wait until the evening to pick him up, and you'll see it."
"You know what? When Old Madam Qian invited me to her wedding banquet a few days ago, I was stunned for three seconds."
"Well, I didn't expect that either."
The two of them are going to the Qian family's house for a banquet tonight. It can be said that no one expected that Old Lady Qian would invite Song Jiayu. In the entire compound, Old Lady Qian invited three families: Aunt Cuihua's family, Gu Siyi's family, and Song Jiayu and her husband.
Why is Mrs. Qian doing this?
It’s all for the sake of repaying Youcai for saving him.
Otherwise, I would feel guilty if I argued with Xiao Song.
But at this moment, Old Lady Qian couldn't focus on Xiao Song at all. She had to arrange the tables, chairs, plates and chopsticks that were borrowed for the wedding banquet.
The dishes at the banquet needed to be processed. It was cold that day and the water from the faucet was like ice chips. My hands turned red after being soaked in the water for three seconds.
It would be better to boil some hot water and wash with it, but Mrs. Qian was reluctant to do so, and the Qian family was reluctant too. They spent twenty dollars on the bride price to marry this daughter-in-law, and also bought her some furniture and a radio at a high price. Xiao Ye married into the Qian family with a job, but she couldn't even make one of the three turns and one ring. It was a bit disgraceful.
"Mom, let me wash it. You go cut the vegetables. When Chef Xu comes, we can start cooking right away."
Zhou Ying took over her mother-in-law's job of washing vegetables. She actually wanted to cut vegetables more, but she hadn't cooked for so many years, and her cutting was shabby, which was too embarrassing for today.
The water is so cold!
Zhou Ying washed the vegetables quickly and skillfully.
Qian Youfu was wearing a new set of clothes today, with a big red flower hanging on his chest, and an unconcealable smile on his face.
Qian Youmei also dressed up today, putting perfume on her face and hands, and putting the only red bow hairpin in her hair.
Qian Youcai surrounded his elder brother and asked for candy, and his clothes were clean.
Qian Zhuangshi was the only one in the family who looked depressed.
Since he lost his job and stayed at home, Qian Zhuangshi had a good time for a while after his foot healed. He played cards and mahjong with others, chatted, had a little wine and ate some peanuts. But after all the private money he had saved over the years was used up.
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