Jiang Shanhe saw Xiaoguo stand up, and he stood up immediately after, holding Zhuangzhuang in his arms.

"What are you doing?"

Xiaoguo looked at the two little tails behind him and felt helpless. There was only one small tail before, and now there is a big tail. They are really the grandpa and his daughter.

"Whatever you do, we do."

The big one and the small one spoke at the same time, with the same tone.

Xiaoguo shrugged and said, "It's up to you. I'll cook anyway, and they can just follow along to help."

"Put the meat in the kitchen first."

When passing through the yard, Xiaoguo waved the two tails behind him without any burden.

The two tails seemed very happy too. They said "oh" and rushed to take it away.

In the end, Jiang Shanhe relied on his long arms and thighs and got a lot more than Zhuangzhuang.

Xiaoguo saw that Jiang Danhe had worked hard on the journey, so he prepared to try a medicinal meal at noon.

Blanch the whole chickens in water, skim off the foam when the water boils, add the Chinese medicine bags you just packed, and start stewing them in a clay pot over low heat without adding any other seasonings.

During the period, Jiang Shanhe took Zhuangzhuang for strolls to familiarize himself with the environment. It had been many years since he came back, so Jiang Shanhe was still a little unfamiliar with the place, so it would be better if he could walk around.

Zhuangzhuang happily took Jiang Danhe to see the cows, chickens and ducks, and introduced all the animals in the yard.

Xiaoguo followed the two of them at first, but when they passed by the vegetable garden, they went to pick vegetables. Jiang Danhe saw Xiaoguo squatting down, and he secretly glanced at Zhuangzhuang, then squatted down too.

Zhuangzhuang, who was walking alone, was carefully introducing the animals at home, but when he turned around, there were no two of them there.

Looking at the two black heads in the vegetable patch, Zhuangzhuang snorted loudly to express his dissatisfaction.

After hearing this, Xiaoguo pushed Jiang Shanhe.

Jiang Shanhe sighed helplessly, handed the picked vegetables to Xiaoguo, and continued to follow Zhuangzhuang to get to know his animal friends.

Xiaoguo was laughing behind them, what a funny couple they were.

After the medicinal meal was ready, Xiao Guo brought all the dishes and rice to the table, served a large bowl of chicken soup, and called Jiang Shanhe to go to Mrs. Yang's house.

It was just time for dinner, and the whole family was sitting around the table, except for Yang's mother-in-law who was still resting in the house.

The Yang family gathered together, blinking their eyes and looking at Jiang Danhe curiously. Xiao Guo briefly explained the whole process to Yang Dasao's family. Upon hearing this, Yang Dasao slapped Xiao Guo angrily and asked, "Why didn't you tell me these things earlier?"

"I didn't have time to respond, who knew he would suddenly come back and scare my aunt."

Xiaoguo knew that he was in the wrong, so he admitted his mistake sincerely.

Jiang Shanhe felt sorry for Xiaoguo. Sister Yang could handle two Xiaoguos, so it must have hurt her to be slapped like that. Just when he was about to step forward to stop Xiaoguo and admit his mistake, he was pulled back by Brother Yang and taken to the side to talk.

After the few people finished reminiscing, there was movement in the house, and Xiaoguo hurriedly took Jiang Shanhe over. She was afraid that Jiang Shanhe would scare her again, so Xiaoguo and Yang Dasao went in first, letting Jiang Shanhe listen for any movement at the door and then go in later.

Xiaoguo brought the chicken soup to Mrs. Yang, sat on the bed, and called softly, "Auntie?"

"Hmm? Xiao Guo."

When Aunt Yang saw that it was Xiaoguo, she sat up immediately.

Seeing this, Xiao Guo hurried over to help her up, "Auntie, are you okay?"

"Hey, it's okay."

Sister Yang said, "Mom, look, this is the chicken soup Xiaoguo brought to you. She said it was made with medicine. Smell it, it smells so good."

"Mm, it smells pretty good."

Aunt Yang smelled the fragrance in the air. She was just woken up by this smell. Unexpectedly, it smelled even more fragrant when she got closer.

"Mom, it's still a little hot now, let's drink it later."

Aunt Yang nodded, put the chicken soup on the table, and then gave Xiaoguo a look.

"Auntie, I am sorry that my Shan He scared you just now."

Xiaoguo successfully received Mrs. Yang's hint and spoke immediately.

"What?" Aunt Yang's face almost turned pale when she heard this. "Dan He is really not dead?"

"No, no."

Xiaoguo spoke quickly, calmed her down, and explained things to her after she calmed down.

Only then did she calm down, and when the time was right, Xiaoguo called Jiang Shanhe in.

Only after seeing the real person did Auntie Yang really believe it, and then she was overjoyed, "That's great! That's great!!"

He said a lot of things that were really great, and it was obvious that he was really excited.

After chatting for a while, Xiaoguo and Jiang Shanhe left on the pretext of asking Aunt Yang to drink chicken soup.

When he got home, Zhuangzhuang was already looking forward to it. The food on the table was so tempting that he really couldn't bear it anymore. He wondered when his parents would come back.

Just when Zhuangzhuang couldn't help but go and call the two of them, they finally came back.

Jiang Shanhe was actually very hungry, and the first thing he did when he came back was to wash his hands and eat.

Xiaoguo served him some soup. A bowl of soup before a meal was better than any good medicine.

After finishing the meal, Jiang Shanhe looked a little tired. Xiaoguo asked him to go back to his room to rest. Originally, he was supposed to go to another room, but he went straight to the room where Xiaoguo lived and fell down.

Seeing him like this, Xiaoguo felt too embarrassed to pull him up again, so she helplessly covered him with the quilt and told him to go to sleep and have a good sleep.

Jiang Shanhe, with his back to the others, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and succeeded.

Xiaoguo covered him with a quilt and went out quietly. Just as she reached the door, she ran into Zhuangzhuang who was about to go in, and Xiaoguo quickly stopped him.

"mother?"

"Zhuangzhuang." Xiaoguo took Zhuangzhuang away from the door and said, "Your father is sleeping. Go to sleep in that room."

Zhuangzhuang rubbed his eyes to show that he understood, then turned around and went back to the other room.

When Jiang Shanhe woke up, the sun was about to set.

I sat up from the bed and stretched my back. It was a rare good sleep. I felt much more relaxed when I woke up.

As soon as he woke up, he looked for Xiaoguo everywhere and finally found the two of them in the kitchen.

"Awake?"

Xiaoguo was teaching Zhuangzhuang how to identify the Chinese herbs for the soup they would make later when she looked up and saw Jiang Danhe leaning against the kitchen door frame.

Maybe it was because he was relaxing at home, the expression on Jiang Shanhe's face was particularly relaxed. He stood at the door early and quietly watched the mother and son who were fighting in the house.

"Awake." Jiang Shanhe nodded and walked towards the two of them. "Do you know Chinese medicine?"

He suddenly felt that his wife was even more powerful than he had imagined.

"Fortunately, I can remember all the herbs that can be used for cooking, but I can't remember the herbs that can be used to treat illnesses and save lives."

Xiaoguo fiddled with the herbs in one hand while explaining the name and use of each herb to Zhuangzhuang.

Jiang Shanhe looked at Xiaoguo who seemed to be glowing, and listened to her clear and moving voice. Even he, a layman who knew nothing about medicinal materials, couldn't help but remember it in his heart.

Xiaoguo tied up the herbal bag and threw it into the casserole, which contained a large duck that had been blanched in water.

According to Xiaoguo's cooking habit, there is soup for every meal. However, starting today, Xiaoguo has changed the usual soup into medicinal soup. If there is any difference between medicinal soup and the usual soup, the biggest difference is that the medicinal properties are stronger.

Of course, the medicinal taste is also stronger, but fortunately Xiaoguo controls the amount just right, so there is not too strong a medicinal taste. Instead, the medicinal taste and the meat taste are perfectly blended into a special taste, which complement each other. The soup is delicious and has good medicinal effects.

Xiaoguo felt very proud when she saw that the food was always eaten up.

Because she was in a good mood, Xiaoguo even started humming a song, which confused the father and son who were washing dishes.