The sooner he dies, the sooner he will be reborn. Ning Qingyuan retaliated by coating all the meat in the bowl with mashed garlic, stuffed all the meat into his mouth at once, and finally finished the meat in the bowl after a few chews.
He took a sip of the tea brewed with dried hawthorn and swallowed the two digestive tablets in his hand.
He completed the whole process in one go. In the end, he dragged a chair over and sat down on it. With a big belly, he looked lazily at Ning Xiyue who was eating hawthorn slices and stretched out his hands.
"Sister, give me another digestive tablet and some hawthorn slices to help my bowel movements. I'm so full."
Ning Qingzhi put down his chopsticks, his expression unchanged. It was hard to tell whether he was full or not, but his honest hands and mouth revealed his condition. "Little sister, give me a piece too."
"Okay, wait a moment." Ning Xiyue took out a bottle of digestive tablets, and started by giving one tablet to each of her parents, then a few hawthorn tablets to each of them, and finally a small packet of intestinal and laxative health tea bag to each of them and soak it in water.
Each of the five members of the family found a chair to lean on, taking a digestive tablet in their mouth, gnawing on hawthorn slices bit by bit like grinding their teeth, and occasionally taking a sip of health tea.
Half an hour later, after the whole family took turns going to the toilet, their stomachs finally felt better. They were no longer bloated or full, and their stomachs felt comfortable, and their hearts felt relaxed too.
Yun Xiulan was half lying on the chair, feeling too comfortable to move. She looked at the mess on the table and said, "Big Boss and Second Boss, go wash the dishes."
"Okay, you guys take a rest, my brother and I will take care of it."
Ning Qingyuan felt better, his hands and feet became nimbler, and he slowly and calmly cleared the dishes on the table.
Ning Qingzhi nodded, wiped the table with a rag, and poured hot water into the pot to wash the dishes.
The two of them were busy and having fun.
Seeing that they were busy and happy doing it, Ning Xiyue looked away and continued to drink tea leisurely and chat with her parents.
Yun Xiulan frowned as she looked at the meat spread out in the large wooden basin beside her, feeling worried: "Yueyue, there's so much meat and bones left. What should we cook?"
This was the first time she was worried about having too much meat. She remembered that she had wanted to buy some meat to satisfy her hunger at home before, but even though she had money and meat coupons in her pocket, she couldn't get any meat. It was really difficult to buy. Who would have thought that she would be worried about having too much meat today.
Ning Hai took a sip of health tea and suggested, "Why don't we smoke the meat and the ribs together, and use the remaining bones to make broth."
Ning Xiyue swallowed the hawthorn slices in her mouth and offered her own suggestion: "We can also make meat sauce, which will be convenient for us to take away later."
Both ideas were good, so Yun Xiulan adopted their opinions: "Let's listen to you two, father and daughter. Let's do this. We can save it for later and eat it slowly. It can also be used as New Year's goods. Let's get ready tomorrow morning."
After deciding what to do with the meat, Yun Xiulan felt much more relieved.
Ning Xiyue simply went to get her father's radio and listened to the storytelling.
After tuning in, Ning Xiyue and her parents lay comfortably on the chairs, closing their eyes and enjoying the music, clapping their hands to the rhythm and shaking their heads from time to time.
Ning Qingzhi and Ning Qingyuan heard the sound from the radio and quickened the pace of washing the dishes.
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The next morning, the whole family got up together and worked together to smoke the meat, make the meat sauce, and boil the soup. By noon, all the venison was ready.
Four pieces of smoked meat were made, using a total of 32 pounds of meat, which was hung above the stove to smoke.
The remaining meat was all chopped into minced meat and fried with spicy sauce.
The last twenty pounds of raw meat were used to make sauce, and the harvest yielded twelve pounds of meat sauce.
"Huh, we've finally finished processing the meat." Yun Xiulan took a sip of the tea Ning Xiyue brought her to catch her breath. She began to worry about Ning Qingzhi's marriage again: "Boss, will you have a group wedding with your comrades in your army on the wedding day?"
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