Song Lian'er chose the smallest kitchen knife and peeled off the skin of the puffball mushroom.
Qiao Zhizhi was on the side, washing the dirt off the broom mushroom.
Once everything was cleaned, Song Lian'er put the puffball mushrooms and broom mushrooms into a pot of water.
"Are you just going to cook it like this?" Qiao Yunni asked.
"Cook it first, then chop it and stir-fry it," Song Lian'er said as she sat in front of the stove adding firewood.
These two kinds of mushrooms can actually be stir-fried directly, but there isn't much oil left in the oil jar, so they're hard to cook through. Also, boiling them will make them more tender.
She developed a habit of cooking all kinds of mushrooms first, because some of them are slightly poisonous, and cooking them first is a process of detoxification.
Once cooked, take them out and separate the two types of mushrooms. Song Lian'er sliced the puffball mushroom into pieces and cut the broom mushroom into smaller pieces.
"Third Aunt, just cook it like you normally would."
"Done." At this moment, Madam Lü had already finished stir-fried eggplant and boiled purslane in another pot.
The crops in the fields were not enough, so the money the family earned from hunting was used to buy grain. Any larger prey had to be sold. Only when they occasionally caught a wild rabbit or a pheasant would they have a treat to boost everyone's strength. They couldn't just eat vegetarian food all the time.
Ms. Lü quickly and skillfully stir-fried the puffball mushrooms and broom mushrooms separately, filling two large plates. They smelled delicious, and I almost wanted to try them, but I resisted and waited until I got home to eat them together.
Actually, the Qiao family worked very hard. Making a few simple dishes in the kitchen was the most leisurely job for them.
Qiao Zhizhi went to the riverbank and fields to call for help. Lu Shi set out the meal, and Song Yunni, leaning on her crutch, carried a stool. Lu Shi tried to persuade her but to no avail, so she could only manage her. However, she was absolutely forbidden from doing any heavy work.
When Song Lian'er got up this morning, Qiao Yunni was still asleep, so she went to check Qiao Yunni's feet.
The bone is not broken or dislocated; it is likely a severe sprain. It should heal with some rest.
Old Mrs. Song is such a shrewd person, she couldn't possibly not know this, yet she was so eager to kick people out of her house, why was that?
In reality, Qiao Yunni had a limp, but the Song family claimed that she had broken her leg, constantly implying that Qiao Yunni was a useless person, as if they wanted to occupy a moral high ground.
After all, labor is very important in a village, and someone who can't work is indeed a burden.
Moreover, Grandma Qiao even gave Qiao Yunni a rotation of jobs. Did she actually know that Qiao Yunni's legs wouldn't stay like this forever, and that she was just taking this opportunity to get her daughter back?
No, the fact that no one in the Qiao family objected to the rotation of patients shows that everyone knew what was going on.
Each room takes turns for five days. By the time it's their turn, half a month will have passed, and by then, Qiao Yunni's legs will be almost healed.
She understood that the Qiao family really didn't want Qiao Yunni to stay in the Song family any longer.
Although the Qiao family members are known for their strong tempers and extreme unity, this is the first time they have ever come to our door armed with weapons.
In a family that so resolutely protects its married daughter, Qiao Lian'er is very willing to help them get rich together.
She found a wooden basin, added water to it, and then placed the termite mushrooms into the basin, lining the edge. After half an hour, the termite mushrooms would fully open.
Then Qiao Lian'er put the wooden basin under the bed and hung down a sheet to cover it.
By the afternoon, when there were few people left in the house, it became easier for her to operate.
A commotion arose outside as the Qiao family members returned, carrying their tools.
"Mother, how about we build it a little higher?" Qiao Lao Er said.
Grandma Qiao jumped up and slapped her tall son on the forehead.
"I told you, you haven't eaten as much rice as I've eaten salt. If we build the dam too high, the river water won't be able to withstand it and it will collapse, damaging even more seedlings. Right now, all we can do is keep reinforcing it to make it stronger and try to hold it off for as long as possible. If another flood comes in later, the damage won't be too great."
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