Although Su Xuanhe's stomachache after the meal made Su Guangfu and Yang panic, it was not beyond Su Qingluan's expectations.
She had just finished her meal when she used the small stove she used to make medicinal soup to make plum and rock sugar water for her brother.
The plums are from the wilds, not as big and thick as those carefully selected in later generations, but fortunately they are also very sour and astringent, and can be made into a sweet and sour appetizer by adding rock sugar.
As a result, the plum juice here hadn't boiled yet, but the stomachache there started first.
However, from Su Xuanhe's performance just now, everyone knew that his stomach felt so uncomfortable, most likely because he ate too fast and too quickly, resulting in indigestion.
So, while the wild plum soup was still brewing, Yang was giving Su Xuanhe a belly rub. Su Guangfu, who knew where, got a foot massage from some charlatan, claiming it was to clear the meridians. It didn't take long for Su Xuanhe to scream like a butchered pig, and Su Xueyan was laughing so hard she was rolling on the floor.
Su Xuanhe wanted to save his feet from his father's "claws", but he had so little strength that, although he was outstanding among children of the same age, he could not compete with Su Guangfu, who had been working in the fields and doing manual labor for many years and was in his prime.
So while Su Qingluan was making sour plum soup, she could hear her brother's screams echoing over their house from time to time.
"Dad! Dad, please be gentle! It hurts!"
"Ouch! It hurts so much! Mom, save me!"
This was naturally Su Xuanhe's scream. However, this time, no matter how miserable his screams were, Yang Shi only responded calmly with a roll of her eyes. "Just now, your sister told you to eat slowly, but you wouldn't listen. Now you have a stomachache, who can you blame? Just lie down!"
As she said this, she patted her son's belly with the hand that was rubbing his belly.
After Su Qingluan finished making the sour plum soup, she didn't know if it was because rubbing her stomach or massaging the acupoints had worked, or if it was because the pain in her feet distracted Su Xuanhe, but in any case, the stomach discomfort she had originally felt was much better.
Su Qingluan didn't give her brother too much sour plum soup. After all, drinking too much of it would dilute the gastric juice and cause indigestion, so she only gave him a small bowl. The rest was divided equally into four portions, with each person in the family getting one.
This sour plum soup is sour and sweet, and it is no longer hot after being left indoors for a while. In the autumn evening when the weather turns cold, after drinking a bowl of it, your whole body will be filled with a slight warmth.
After the whole family went through this for a while, Su Xuanhe finally stopped having stomachache before going to bed.
The children were no longer distressed, and the adults could sleep peacefully. Su Qingluan thought that the next day, that is, tomorrow morning, would be the day when this group of people would actually "report", so she briefly told her parents about tomorrow's events.
Su Guangfu and Yang knew that Su Qingluan was recruiting again, so they nodded.
Madam Yang looked at her daughter standing at the door. "Don't worry, Daya. We will keep an eye on your brother and sister and prevent them from going out to cause trouble for you. You don't have to worry about tomorrow's dinner. Mother is here, and I've almost recovered. Cooking a meal won't be a big deal. If all else fails, we still have your father. If you don't come back for dinner, just let me know."
Su Guangfu didn't say much as usual, and only said to Su Qingluan: "If there is anything that parents can help with, just let me know."
Su Qingluan thought for a moment and looked at her father. "Maybe I'll really need your help in a few days." Seeing that Su Guangfu was about to agree, Su Qingluan quickly added, "But Dad has to recover first. The wind has been getting colder lately. It would be difficult if Dad caught a cold again."
Yang smiled and said, "We've learned our lesson this time. We know we can't take chances anymore. From now on, whenever we go out, we'll put our rain gear on a shoulder pole or carry it on our backs! If all else fails, we'll hang our umbrella around our necks to prevent forgetting!"
Su Qingluan was amused by her mother's joke, but she was relieved.
Her brother no longer had a stomachache, and he had also told her parents about recruiting for tomorrow's job. Su Qingluan's busy schedule for the day had finally come to an end, and she could go back to her room to rest.
"I'll be busy again starting tomorrow." Su Qingluan muttered to herself, then she thought of something, picked up the job roster on the wardrobe above her head, and started flipping through it one by one.
First, Su Qingluan flipped through the first two pages of eye-catching handwriting and jumped directly to the part recorded by Mu Xingzhi.
She carefully checked each one, and then stopped at a certain name: "Sure enough, I remembered it right..."
Su Qingluan flicked the name "Hu Laoliu" written prominently and sneered, "If this isn't just a coincidence, then there's going to be something interesting to watch."
Although she is not so narrow-minded as to fire employees just because they offend her, it is a different matter if the other party makes a principled mistake that she cannot tolerate.
However, Su Qingluan would not make excessive associations with things that did not happen - what if it was just a coincidence of names?
In order to prevent accidental injuries, Su Qingluan plans to wait and see tomorrow.
Facts proved that there is a saying that goes, "There is no coincidence in the world." The next day, when she saw the familiar face appear in the yard, she realized that there was no such thing as a coincidence. This Hu Laoliu was the profiteer who asked for an exorbitant price!
Su Qingluan looked at the newcomers with a half-smile, and Hu Laoliu opposite also clearly saw Su Qingluan - because everyone was standing in a mess, with no obvious formation, but only Su Qingluan was facing everyone, and standing on the steps.
Liu Yunniang was naturally facing everyone, but she stood at the bottom of the stairs.
In her words, Su Qingluan was originally shorter than her, and if she didn't stand at the bottom of the stairs, Su Qingluan's elegance would not be shown.
What Liu Yunniang said sounded very much like that, but Su Qingluan was a little amused: things like style and aura are very mysterious, and they cannot be acquired overnight. What's more, she is not really addicted to being an official, and is not particularly keen on being the leader of others.
So at first, she found Liu Yunniang's somewhat childish statement somewhat amusing but did not take it too seriously.
But now, when she was able to look down at Hu Laoliu from a high vantage point because of the difference in perspective, she had to say it was still a wonderful feeling.
Although Hu Laoliu saw Su Qingluan here, to be honest, he still had a certain amount of luck in his mind - how could it be such a coincidence that the little girl he offended yesterday suddenly became the shopkeeper who paid wages to a large number of people in the village?
While he couldn't believe it, he secretly complained: When he saw the job notice and came to sign up, he didn't see this little girl?
In fact, it was also a coincidence. When Hu Laoliu signed up that day, Su Qingluan happened to go back to the house to rest. Therefore, Hu Laoliu had no impression of her as the real shopkeeper. Instead, he still remembered the few people who were temporarily "in charge" of the registration list.
Hu Laoliu hurriedly moved towards the familiar people and asked quietly, "Excuse me, who is that little girl up there?"
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