Chapter 197 Feeding the Gu
"Auntie Tao Liang, please don't mention this, and don't block it so that people can see it. I can't be married to him. There are not many men in the world like him. When the grudges of the Huo family are settled, I will divorce him."
Sang Ning's words were impatient and contained some warnings.
Taoliang didn't dare to say anything.
The scene fell silent, and Sang Ning suddenly sensed something was wrong. She quickly turned around the corner.
No one.
But there was a shallow layer of roller marks under the feet.
Has Huo Changan been here?
Sang Ning hurried home.
At the door, I saw Jintang teaching Feng'er to write on the ground with a branch.
"Jintang, have you seen your fourth uncle?"
"Over there."
Jintang pointed to the coal production site not far away.
Huo Changan was mixed in the crowd, talking to the Liu family father and son while holding a mold to hold the coal balls.
"Did your fourth uncle go to the back of the house just now?"
"I didn't see it." Jintang said in a low voice.
Feng'er raised her calm little face and smiled at Sang Ning.
Sang Ning also laughed.
"Feng'er, are you practicing calligraphy? Or go to the kitchen with your aunt. We plan to make hot pot today. It's delicious."
"To the kitchen."
Feng'er immediately threw away the branch.
She likes practicing calligraphy, and she likes cooking even more. She feels very happy when she sees ordinary dishes transformed into various shapes and others enjoying the food.
Jintang didn't say a word and concentrated on writing.
Feng'er just arrived and didn't know anything, so she was calm.
But Jintang...felt like he had betrayed Fourth Aunt!
But Fourth Uncle was so scary just now!
He felt that there was no need to pretend to vomit blood. Just the look on his face showed that he was very ill.
After a while, Huo Changan came back.
He entered the kitchen, greeted Sang Ning as usual, and habitually picked up the vegetables beside him and started washing them.
Given his temper, if he heard it, he would probably get angry and ask questions.
You must not have heard it.
Sang Ning felt relieved.
The hot pot is made with chicken soup as the base, and extra chili is prepared. If you like spicy food, you can adjust it yourself.
Sang Ning and Feng'er cooked a lot of fish balls, bok choy, potato chips and spinach.
The old lady smelled the fragrance and came over to take a look. It was a big pot full.
"Why don't you call your second uncle in to eat something?"
Huo Jiangchu went to the military camp, and Huo Baohong and Huo Jianglin worked at the doorstep.
If I make something delicious, how can I not ask you to eat together?
She asked this to Mo Cuiyu, wanting to see her reaction.
Mo Cuiyu smiled and said softly, "Mom, don't worry about me. We are family after all. Call them in when necessary. I'll just stay away for a while."
This means there is no intention to contact Huo Jianglin.
Mo Cuiyu showed no intention of turning things around, so the old lady knew what was going on. She thought she had to remind the father and son that since they had missed each other, they should stop arguing and avoid making a scene.
There was a crisp "ding-clang" sound from the kitchen.
"Fourth brother, are you okay? Don't do anything. Just sit over there and wait."
Li Yuzhi went to pick up the broken bowls on the ground.
Huo Changan explained in a low voice: "It was just a slip of the hand."
Seeing that there was really no need for him to intervene, he turned around and drove the wheelchair out of the kitchen.
Sang Ning withdrew his gaze, but he was no longer calm. The knife he was using to cut garlic suddenly cut his nail.
Fortunately, the force was not strong and only left a white mark.
Huo Changan went to the back of the house!
There was a broken poplar leaf stuck in the gap on the back of his wheelchair, which was only found behind the house.
Did he hear what she and Taoliang said?
Sang Ning thought about it and didn't say much. After all, she was Huo Zhennan's daughter, and she didn't mention that she and Huo Changan were siblings.
I just talked about divorce.
If he heard it, why was he so calm?
Huo Changan added nearly half a bowl of chili peppers to his bowl.
His taste has actually always been mild, and in the past, he only considered spicy food to be slightly spicy.
But today I added so much.
Sang Ning advised softly, "Don't eat so much spicy food, or your mouth will get sores."
He took a bite and it was really spicy. His mouth turned red and his eyes started to cry out. Tears started to fall from his eyes.
He guzzled down a bowl of water, wiping his eyes and smiling, "It's indeed delicious, but my mouth can't handle it."
“Is it really delicious?”
Sang Ning took out a handkerchief to wipe his tears, staring into his eyes as if he wanted to see through him.
The boy's eyes were red, his gaze was clear, and his eyes were slightly curved.
"It's really delicious. I want to eat it again tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow..."
Keep eating, keep eating.
But the day after tomorrow, he will be gone.
"Don't be afraid, everything is prepared for you."
These days, the clothes that Huo Changan wore were all packed by the old lady. Sang Ning was not good at it, but she was good at food.
I had already made my own instant noodles a long time ago, adding pumpkin to the noodles. They were yellow in color, very similar to the color of modern flatbreads.
I also dried a bag of dried vegetables and wrapped them tightly with oil paper so they wouldn't go bad for a long time.
I also made a few jars of meat sauce, which I can open and eat in a few days.
The stove was turned off, and she took out a few pancakes and put them into the pot that was no longer boiling.
"These noodles are already cooked. You just need to soak them in hot water for a while and then you can eat them when they are soft."
Sang Ning and Huo Changan were talking, and no one disturbed them.
Only when he saw this novel pancake did he start talking.
Xie Yurou told Huo Changan: "It's not easy to make these noodles. You need to bend the noodles with chopsticks, roll them into a ball, and then steam them in a pot.
Then put onions, ginger, garlic and other seasonings in the oil pan to make the oil fragrant, then put the dough in the pan and fry it, first on low heat and then on high heat. After drying, a piece of dough will look like this.
Even if you don’t add anything, just soak it in boiling water and eat it, it will still be delicious.
My sister-in-law really put a lot of thought into this."
I put so much thought into it just to make sure he had better food to eat on the road.
Huo Changan was a little stunned.
Li Yuzhi also said, "Six pairs of shoes were made, and Ning'er also helped sew them. Fourth brother is so lucky."
What what what?
She only sewed one stitch on each pair of shoes because her mother asked her to do so. Does that count as sewing them together?
Sang Ning opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.
Huo Changan looked at her, the blush in his eyes still lingering, and then there was a layer of unclear mist. Finally, he smiled brilliantly, like a blooming flower.
"Thank you, my lady."
…
The shadows of the trees are swaying.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse.
Taoliang and the old lady lived in the same room, but they did not sleep on the same kang.
She insisted that she was a slave, so she built a small bed with wooden boards in the room. At night, when the child got up to go to the toilet or drink water, she was more alert than the old lady.
But today, she was sleeping so soundly that she didn't even notice when someone dragged her out.
In the eerie and gloomy woods, the bright moonlight shines through the layers of branches onto the young man's sinister and bloodthirsty face.
The slightly upturned phoenix eyes do not have the charm and brilliance of the daytime, but rather look like a newly opened blade, cold and sharp, ready to be fed with blood.
She stood tall and slender, looking down at the people on the ground.
"Feed the Gu."
"Master, this poison can only be used three times. Using it once on this woman is completely fine, but..."
Yan Meng glanced at Huo Changan, who was emitting murderous aura, and still sought benefits in a low voice.
"Can you ask the mistress to give me another Gu worm?"
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