The two stepped into the yard and greeted Aunt Fat when they saw her. Aunt Fat responded happily. Looking at the two handsome children, she once again sighed in her heart that Xue's mother was good at giving birth. All the children she gave birth to were handsome, unlike the dark-skinned children in her own family. They were completely incomparable with the Xue family's children.
Aunt Pang is a bit obsessed with looks and likes people who are good-looking. She got close to Xue's mother at the beginning because Xue's mother was good-looking and making people feel comfortable when they looked at her.
Later, after getting to know her, I found that Xue's mother was not only good-looking, but also very kind and gentle, so I liked interacting with her more and more.
She had almost finished the rice in her bowl, so she patted her butt, stood up and went back.
Xue Huan took out the things she had bought one by one and told her mother what happened in the town. "Mother, the embroidery and leather sold for a total of 37 taels and 6 cents. Please keep them."
Xue's mother shook her head and said, "Huan'er, from now on, you will be in charge of our family's money."
"That's fine." Xue Huan took it. This made it convenient for her to "tamper" with the money.
It was already noon, and Xue Huan didn't make anything complicated. She just made stir-fried spring bamboo shoots with pickled cabbage, stir-fried pheasant cubes with yam, and vegetable and tofu soup. There was one meat dish, one vegetable dish, and one soup, which was enough for the four people in the family.
The spring bamboo shoots are at their freshest at this time. The cabbage that has been pickled in winter is taken out of the pickle jar, chopped up and served with the spring bamboo shoots. The flavor is unique and fresh, and the taste is strangely blended.
Especially suitable for eating with rice.
The pheasant was previously hunted by Xue's father in the mountains. After a meal, half of it was left hanging on the beam of the kitchen. Xue Huan cut the meat into dices and stir-fried it with yam cubes over high heat. When the dish was removed from the heat, large pieces of chopped green onions were added, and the aroma came out immediately.
The chicken is white and tender, and the juicy scallions are salty and sweet, and taste great.
In order to cater to the tastes of Xue's mother and Xue Jun, the vegetable and tofu soup was deliberately made lighter, with only a little salt added, and it tasted very soothing.
The family had a delicious meal, and Xue Yao was asked to eat the remaining vegetable juice with his meal.
This little brat is eating me to death. Xue Yao is very strong and consumes a lot of energy. His appetite is bigger than that of ordinary teenagers. Xue Huan and the other two combined can't compare to him.
After dinner, Xue Yao took the initiative to clean up the dishes and wash them.
In the room, Xue's mother continued embroidering while Xue Jun sat beside her and helped with thread separation. Xue's mother didn't want her to do this, but Xue Huan said, "You'll be tired after lying down for so long. Let Jun help you with some light work and exercise. It's actually better for her."
Xue Jun nodded aside.
Xue's mother agreed with her.
Xue Huan washed and dried the exquisite ball and wooden figurine she had bought, and the two items revealed their original brilliance.
She handed the exquisite ball to Xue Jun: "I bought it from the grocery store in town. Take it and play with it."
Xue Jun was a little surprised. He touched the exquisite ball lovingly and couldn't help but get up to try it.
A small, delicate ball slid down her arm from her shoulder and was caught by her toes as it fell. She kicked it towards Xue Huan and shouted crisply, "Sister, catch it!"
Xue Huan caught it accurately, kicked it, and passed the ball to her again.
Xue's mother sat aside, watching the two sisters play football. A smile appeared on her lips, but she was also worried about Xue Jun's health. "Jun'er, be careful."
"Mom, don't worry. I feel much better today. I won't be out of breath even if I jump like this." Xue Jun said, jumping up and pushing the ball that jumped into the air back with his head, with a rare smile on his face.
Xue Huan thought to herself that it must be the effect of the spiritual spring. She added spiritual spring water to the water tank in the kitchen, so now everything in the house, whether it was food or drink, contained diluted spiritual spring water.
The health of your family members will be improved imperceptibly.
After a long time, Xue Jun might be able to move around like a normal person.
Xue Yao came out and Xue Huan gave him the wooden figurine. He was also surprised. He touched it and ran to put it on the bedside table in his room.
The Xue family was in great harmony, but the Qian family was in dire straits.
But last night Qian Dazhi was sleeping soundly when he was stabbed in a vital part. He woke up from the pain and when he lifted the quilt, he was shocked and screamed in pain like a pig being slaughtered.
The concubines sleeping next to him were woken up by him. When they looked at him, they were all frightened and screamed.
Such a big commotion here naturally woke up the servants and guards outside. When everyone rushed over to take a look, they were shocked.
"Go and get a doctor!" the housekeeper shouted.
There was a doctor in the village, but he was not the kind of doctor with a formal business license and official recognition. Instead, he was a barefoot doctor from the countryside. He was OK with treating headaches and fevers, but how could he treat a serious injury like Qian Dazhi?
After arriving, he took one look and waved his hands repeatedly, "I can't cure this, I can't cure it, you should go to the town or county to ask for a doctor."
But I was thinking in my heart, it was obvious that Qian Dazhi's vitals was injured by a sharp object, I wonder who did it?
This guy has done many evil things, so it's normal for him to be retaliated against. It's not that no one has thought about seeking revenge on him before, but Qian Dazhi probably knows that he is hated, so no matter where he goes, he is followed by a group of lackeys. With so many people, no one can hurt him.
Secondly, the Qian Mansion is a large and deep compound with layers of guards, so no one can break in.
In addition, he has a brother-in-law who is a county magistrate. If the victim's family fails to kill him, they will easily get themselves into trouble. Therefore, although many people want to kill Qian Dazhi, they dare not act rashly.
This time, Qian Dazhi was castrated while he was sleeping, and the person who did it had already fled.
It's really satisfying.
The barefoot doctor secretly prayed for the brave man, hoping that he would not be found.
When the housekeeper heard him say it couldn't be cured, he shouted, "It has to be cured even if it can't be cured! At least help our master stop the bleeding. If our master makes any mistakes, I won't forgive you!"
The housekeeper is not a good person either, but the reason why he is so nervous about Qian Dazhi is not because he really cares about him, but more because he is afraid that he will be blamed.
As the actual manager of this house, he actually allowed thieves to break in and seriously injure the master, and the injury was to his vitals. Apart from anything else, he cannot escape the blame for "poor management".
If he doesn't make amends quickly, he will be in big trouble when the master wakes up.
After pushing the barefoot doctor to the bedside, the housekeeper quickly ordered people to go to the town and county to invite doctors.
It was late at night and the county gate had been closed for a long time. It was not time to open it yet. If they wanted to call the doctor back, they could only wait until the next morning when the gate was opened.
There were no gates in the town, but the doctor had gone to bed long ago. By the time we finally managed to get him over, more than half an hour had passed.
Qian Dazhi fainted and woke up again from the pain. Layer upon layer of sweat appeared on his body, soaking even the bedding beneath him. He looked like he had been fished out of the water, and his face was as pale as a ghost.
The housekeeper was watching from the side, and he could wring out water from the handkerchief he was using to wipe his sweat.
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