Ye Wenxue first sent the children and Su Jiu back to the valley. After setting up several layers of poison on the valley path, she returned to the bamboo house under the white snow light and told Baldy and Xu Lin about it.
Baldy immediately decided to take his mother to stay in the bamboo house for a few days and return to the mountain village after the storm had passed.
He muttered complaints under his breath: "Before, so many bad things came my way, but since I moved into this bamboo house, everything seems to be happening to me."
Ye Wenxue ignored him.
She had a feeling that this time it wasn't Su Jiu who brought the people; those people had died in two waves, so it was unlikely they would be given away again for nothing.
It's more like... Didn't the bald guy say that the mountain stronghold had been cleaned up once, and the bandits who had killed ordinary people were all driven away?
Xu Lin was worried about both sides. No matter which side they were from, they all had ill intentions, so he had to be vigilant.
After Ye Wenxue reminded him, he braved the heavy snow and returned to the valley.
The cold wind was as biting as a knife along the way, and Ye Wenxue's legs were almost frozen.
Fortunately, the spiritual spring in the space is cool in summer and warm in winter. Drinking a few sips of the spiritual spring while walking makes one feel much warmer.
When we returned to the earthen house, the bamboo umbrella was covered with a thick layer of snow, almost frozen solid.
I put the umbrella in the kitchen to dry, then went inside and had a cup of hot tea.
Ye Wenxue rubbed her hands together until they were warm, then pressed them against the round forehead on the kang (heated brick bed). It was slightly hot, but thankfully not a high fever.
After finishing pasting the blankets on the children who were lying sleepily on the kang (a heated brick bed), Ye Wenxue tucked them in and ran to the kitchen to find Dazhuang.
The child was helping Su Jiu tend the fire.
Dazhuang was worried that the food would be cold by the time Ye Wenxue returned, so he stopped Su Jiu for a long time from cooking in advance.
Da Zhuang only relented when he estimated that the time was almost up.
Following Da Zhuang's instructions, Su Jiu stewed winter bamboo shoot and bone soup, then soaked two handfuls of wood ear mushrooms and stir-fried them with minced meat.
"Your younger brother and sister are both asleep, so they probably won't want to get up to eat. How about we just make these two dishes?"
No matter how bright the fire in the kitchen stove was, it couldn't extinguish the coldness in his heart—he was supposed to be half of Dazhuang's teacher, yet he had no authority at all!
Da Zhuang grunted in agreement, cut off a handful of freshly soaked bean sprouts, washed them, and put them into the bubbling bone broth. "Mr. Su, please go inside and sit down. I'll watch the soup and call you when it's ready to eat."
Su Jiu stared at the bean sprouts bobbing up and down in the broth in the pot, blinking in surprise: "What is this?"
"My mother soaked beans in it, and said it was called... bean sprouts. It tasted pretty good."
Su Jiu curiously plucked a raw bean sprout and put it in his mouth. After chewing it a few times, he thought it was pretty good.
After all, apart from Chinese cabbage and white radish, there are almost no other green vegetables to eat in winter, unless a greenhouse is built.
"Then I'll go chat with your mother; I'm just killing time anyway."
Da Zhuang narrowed his eyes, poked at the firewood in the stove, and slowly turned to look at him: "Mr. Su, my mother and I are living a very good life, and we don't need unimportant people to force their way in. You are our teacher, and I certainly won't look down on you, but there are some things I hope you won't say carelessly."
When Dazhuang encountered the hunter hanging on the cliff that day, he did have a brief thought.
If my mother remarries, compared to other unknown people, Suiye will know her well. She is also handsome. Although her character is too arrogant, they will understand after a few beatings.
However, people grow up gradually, and their ideas mature gradually as well.
My mother can live a good life on her own, and she can manage to support these little burdens. Why should she remarry and suffer in another family?!
However... if Mother also wants to remarry, Dazhuang will support her, at most testing the man's character.
Su Jiu was speechless, realizing that the boy had probably overheard him saying he wanted Ye Wenxue to go and save people.
Forcing Ye Wenxue to marry him against her will is indeed unethical.
After stammering for a while, Su Jiu sighed and patted Da Zhuang's head: "Okay, I understand."
Before Dazhuang could even breathe a sigh of relief, he changed the subject: "Which book is your father teaching you up to? Let me see if I can give you some pointers."
Being bullied by Ye Wenxue was bad enough, but being half-warned and half-threatened by Dazhuang was something he couldn't swallow!
Watch how he crushes that arrogant brat with his knowledge!
Just as Dazhuang was about to speak, Ye Wenxue walked in: "Are you done yet? I'm starving after two trips back and forth."
Da Zhuang's stern face broke into a smile: "Mom, that's all. You sit down at the table first, and I'll serve the rice and soup right away."
Ye Wenxue glanced at Su Jiu: "Sit down."
Su Jiu was disgruntled and had no choice but to suppress his bad intentions and sit down at the table.
He watched as Ye Wenxue ladled out three bowls of rice and brought over two dishes, leaving half of the dishes on the stove to keep warm with the rice in each bowl...
Seeing Dazhuang's bright eyes as he extinguished the stove fire, he obediently sat down behind Ye Wenxue and immediately started serving his mother food...
Su Jiu smiled and shook his head. Da Zhuang was right; his family could live a very good life too.
He doesn't need to get too involved.
All the complicated thoughts in Su Jiu's mind vanished the moment she took the first sip of the soup with bean sprouts, leaving only two words: Delicious.
Su Jiu, unwilling to give up, ate a couple more bites. Perhaps it was because he had never eaten candied sweet potatoes before that he found them so delicious.
Unexpectedly, after taking a couple of bites, Su Jiu wanted to eat more. She decisively put aside her distractions and her longing for the food in the greenhouse at home, and started eating heartily without caring about her image.
Da Zhuang watched as Su Jiu scooped out all the bean sprouts from the winter bamboo shoot and bone soup, then hesitated to speak.
Ye Wenxue snatched two pieces of pork bone with meat on them for him: "Eat up, I've broken the bones a bit, the marrow tastes pretty good too."
"good."
The children played in the snow and cold wind all day long. Ye Wenxue was worried about them, so she wiped each child's body with hot water and then sat by the kang (a heated brick bed) all night, afraid that one of the children would develop a high fever.
The next day, the goose's curious calls, accompanied by thumping sounds, woke Ye Wenxue from her light sleep.
She glanced at the kang (a heated brick bed) and saw that little Yuanyuan, who was sleeping at the innermost part, was crawling on her older brother and drooling all over him. She reached out and picked her up.
Ye Wenxue carefully dressed Yuanyuan in a bright red new cotton coat, then tied on a bib given to her by the bald man, before carrying Yuanyuan out the door.
As soon as the door opened, a cold wind rushed in.
Ye Wenxue quickly closed the door behind her and covered Yuanyuan's clothes. Looking up, she finally understood why the goose was screaming.
In the gray sky, tiny ice pellets, about the size of a finger joint, fell with the snowflakes and landed on the ground with a crisp sound.
The goose ran into the snow to find grass to eat, but unexpectedly got hit squarely.
Ignoring the goose's pitiful wailing, Ye Wenxue reached out and caught a piece of ice, placing it in front of Yuanyuan, who was waving her hands curiously.
“‘The moon shines on the flower forest like snowflakes,’ Little Roundie, come and touch it.”
Yuan Yuan opened her round eyes and looked at her smiling mother, then at the thing in her mother's hand that she didn't know what it was, and exclaimed "Oh!" as she raised her hand to touch it.
"no!"
Da Zhuang didn't even have time to rub his eyes before he hurriedly pushed the door open to stop them.
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