Chapter 8 Food
Jiang Zhiluo told the main story.
Zhu finally understood what was going on. After a while, the village head and their two sons came out.
The village head knew what was going on. When he heard that the girl was the magistrate's daughter, he didn't care about anything else and hurriedly asked his two sons to pull an ox cart and put up a canopy on the cart so that they could quickly send the girl to the magistrate's house.
Jiang Zhiluo was mainly worried about Jian Yunyin's injury which could not be delayed.
She doesn't have any silver needles or herbs, so she can't prescribe medicine for people. Jian Yunyin should go home early, and her parents will find a doctor to check her body and apply medicine as needed.
"Your parents?"
Jian Yunyin understood Jiang Zhiluo's concerns and gently explained, "My parents love me very much. They don't know my situation."
"That's good."
The head of the village packed up and quickly took his two sons with him. Zhu also followed because she was a woman and it was more convenient for her to take care of others on the road.
For fear that Jian Yunyin would be scared, Zhu also called a woman from the village to join her.
Their village is close to the town, so it is quick to get to the county government office without any delays.
Jiang Zhiluo felt a little heavy in her heart as she watched the ox cart disappear in the rain and fog.
Just as Jiang Zhiluo was about to go home, she suddenly heard shouting coming from the river bank not far away.
"Zhiluo... Zhiluo..."
"Zhiluo, where are you?"
It was Mrs. Cui's voice.
Jiang Zhiluo hurried over there and saw Old Madam Cui coming out to look for her.
"mother"
Jiang Zhiluo ran over quickly.
Seeing that Jiang Zhiluo was fine, Mrs. Cui hurried over, but she slipped and almost fell.
Jiang Zhiluo hurried forward to support her.
She felt that Mrs. Cui was really thin, especially in the wind, as if she would be blown away by the wind, which made people sad.
Mrs. Cui didn't care about herself. She supported the oil paper cloth with one hand and held her hand with the other to watch. Then she felt relieved. "Child, why didn't you come home so late? You scared me."
Jiang Zhiluo felt warm in her heart and said, "Mom, I'm sorry for making you worry."
"We're a family, there's no need to feel sorry. I'm glad you're okay, but your clothes are soaked. Let's go home quickly. I'll make you some ginger soup to warm you up."
Old Madam Cui also placed oil paper on Jiang Zhiluo's head to help block the rain.
Jiang Zhiluo looked at the half piece of oil-paper on her head and sighed in her heart. Could it be that this family didn't even have a tattered oil-paper umbrella?
After returning home, Mrs. Cui hurriedly brought Jiang Zhiluo a bowl of ginger soup and asked her to drink it while it was hot.
Then take a towel and wipe her.
Jiang Zhiluo was not in a hurry to pack anything. She put down the backpack first.
Then he took out a bunch of leeks and said, "Mom, these are the leeks I found in the mountains. We can stir-fry them for dinner instead of eating wild vegetables."
She had heard before that Old Madam Cui and Cui Hejin often ate wild vegetables.
Although it was raining outside, the sky was only a little dark, so some things could still be seen clearly. Old Madam Cui looked at the things in Jiang Zhiluo's backpack and was stunned for a moment, very confused. "Zhiluo, isn't this grass?"
Mrs. Cui had only learned a little bit of farming from the women in the village this year and could identify some wild vegetables, but she couldn't say she knew much about them. To her eyes, they looked like weeds.
And she had never seen such a thing even in the capital.
Jiang Zhiluo explained softly: "Mom, these are vegetables. They can be eaten and used to make many delicious dishes."
"You can make chive boxes, buns, and dumplings. Mom, this is delicious. You'll know when you make it."
"When the rain stops tomorrow, plant these leeks in the yard. We can eat them all the time. Even if we cut them once, they will grow again. They grow very quickly..."
Jiang Zhiluo patiently explained to Mrs. Cui, and Mrs. Cui understood.
"I didn't expect these to be vegetables. Luckily, I turned the soil in the yard early, thinking that I would plant some vegetables in the yard when spring comes."
"Just listen to you, let's plant chives in the yard."
Jiang Zhiluo looked at how much trust Mrs. Cui had in her, and smiled with her eyes curved in the corners, as if containing a dazzling glow, charming and beautiful.
When she smiles, her eyes and eyebrows are bright, like a little sun, which can warm people's hearts.
Old Madam Cui was moved. She thought that the daughter of the Jiang family was really pretty. Not only was she beautiful, but she also had an elegant temperament. She didn't look like a country girl at all.
She had asked around and heard that the neighboring Shanxing Village was a village settled by a group of people who fled famine more than ten years ago.
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