Chapter 162 Underestimation
"If you don't want to accept this, then I'll have to buy some more stuff and send it to you."
"Besides, this is what my mother wanted. If you can't eat this stewed chicken, I don't know how she will scold me when I go back."
Seeing Zhuang Yutian say this, Zhuang Qingning had no choice but to agree: "Okay, just this pot of stewed chicken is enough, there is no need to worry about other things."
"My aunt-in-law was able to rent the tofu shop to my sister and me before, which was a great help to us. Now it's just a small favor. I can't even repay her kindness. I really don't deserve this word of thanks anymore."
Zhuang Qingning advised.
What's more, there is also the element of system task involved here. Zhuang Qingning felt that he really did not deserve too much gratitude from Zhuang Yutian.
This is a life-saving favor, how can a casserole of stewed chicken be enough? Zhuang Yutian still wanted to thank Zhuang Qingning with something else, but after hearing what she said, he swallowed his words for the time being.
There is still a lot of time, so there is no need to rush or say everything in advance.
"This stewed chicken is still hot, so you can eat it now. If you want to eat it after finishing the noodles, it's better to heat it up. The stewed chicken is old and has a lot of fat. It won't taste good when it's cold."
Zhuang Yutian lifted his foot and said, "Then you guys hurry up and prepare lunch. I'll go home and prepare the medicine for lunch."
"Uncle Yutian, take care..." Zhuang Qingning saw Zhuang Yutian out, returned to the yard, and opened the casserole pot.
The casserole was originally large and deep, and it was filled to the brim. Apparently, there was a whole chicken in it. The meat looked soft and tender, and it was obvious that it had been stewed for a while.
This kind of stewed chicken is the most delicious.
Zhuang Qingning found a porcelain basin from the kitchen, took out a large spoon and scooped out half of it, covered it with a lid, and handed the basket cloth to Zhuang Qingsui: "This is enough for us to eat. Send the remaining half to Uncle Yonghe's house. I'll roll the noodles at home."
Late last night, I called Zhuang Yonghe to get a doctor. In the morning, Zhuang Yonghe went there himself. He ran back and forth twice and was exhausted. I guess sending the chicken over was just like offering a humble tribute.
“Okay.” Zhuang Qingsui agreed readily, picked up the casserole and walked out.
There was a breeze under his feet and he walked very fast.
"Slow down, be careful not to fall." Seeing Zhuang Qingsui's impetuous look, Zhuang Qingning reminded him.
"knew……"
From afar, Zhuang Qingsui's crisp response voice floated over.
Zhuang Qingning smiled helplessly, took out a large rolling pin, and placed the dough on the chopping board.
Roll out the dough, fold it, cut it into strips…
Smoothly like flowing water, thin hand-rolled noodles were produced under Zhuang Qingning's hands. A layer of fine corn flour was sprinkled on them to prevent sticking, and Zhuang Qingning added some fire to the stove.
As the water boiled and the lid was put on, Zhuang Qingsui came back, still holding the casserole in his hand, and judging from his posture, it seemed that the amount was not gone.
"Uncle Yonghe and Aunt He don't want to accept it?" Zhuang Qingning asked in surprise.
"Yeah." Zhuang Qingsui nodded and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "It is said that Uncle Yutian also gave them a pot of stewed chicken. We can just keep this pot and eat it."
Zhuang Qingning couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.
Originally, she thought that Zhuang Yonghe and He didn't accept the stewed chicken because they felt sorry for them and wanted them to eat more. It turned out that it was because Zhuang Yutian also went to their house to express his gratitude.
Previously, Zhuang Qingning was afraid that Zhuang Yutian had forgotten about this matter, and she didn't want to remind him. She also wanted to offer some token of support so that Zhuang Yonghe and He would feel more at ease. However, she never expected that Zhuang Yutian was still thinking about everything.
It seems that she overestimated herself and underestimated others.
They are already of this age, and anyone can be more considerate and considerate of the ways of the world than her, so she doesn't need to worry about it at all.
"That's fine. Wash your hands quickly and smash the cucumber. When the noodles are done, heat up the stewed chicken together. You can have the stewed chicken noodles at noon, and pair it with the smashed cucumber. It will be more refreshing."
Zhuang Qingning said, "The leftover chicken can be eaten with steamed buns in the evening."
"Okay." Zhuang Qingsui smiled and hurried to wash his hands and get the cucumber.
The two sisters took two meals to finish a whole casserole of stewed chicken. After dinner in the evening, Zhuang Qingning had to remember to return the casserole and was also worried about Mrs. Wen's condition, so she went to check on Mrs. Wen.
Mrs. Wen looked much better. She ate a lot at lunch and dinner, and took her medicine early in the evening.
Perhaps the medicine contained some kind of calming agent, so after drinking it, Wen felt a little sleepy. After talking to Zhuang Qingning for a few words, she started yawning.
Upon seeing this, Zhuang Qingning stopped chatting and asked Mrs. Wen to rest early. Mrs. Wen did not refuse and only called Zhuang Yutian to entertain Zhuang Qingning.
Zhuang Yucheng's family has gone back for the time being, and Zhuang Yutian's family will stay here for the next two days to take care of Wen's condition. After two days, Zhuang Yucheng's family will take turns to take care of her.
Meng had been in the village for a short time and was not very familiar with Zhuang Qingning. But after listening to Zhuang Yutian's story about the past few days, she became very warm towards Zhuang Qingning and Zhuang Qingsui and talked to them in a very affectionate manner.
"This time, my mother-in-law's illness was cured thanks to you, Qingning. I am not good at speaking and can't say much to thank you. But your uncle Yutian and I opened a cloth shop in the county town. If your family needs cloth for anything in the future, or if you have something to do in the county town, just go and find me."
Mrs. Meng smiled and said, "We also sell purses and ready-made clothes in the shop. I came back in a hurry this time and didn't think of bringing some back. I'll bring you a few fashionable purses when you come back next time."
"Looking at your quick-witted personality, I guess you don't like pink or red. I'll prepare some bamboo green or bean green for you. It will be more refreshing and beautiful when the weather gets hot."
Zhuang Qingning had not had much contact with Meng and did not know her well. When faced with her warmth and friendliness, he was not sure whether she was sincere or just being polite, so he did not fully agree and just tried to be polite.
They chatted about family matters for a while. It was getting late and people from the tofu shop came to work one after another. In addition, Zhuang Yutian's family had been busy all day and were very tired. Zhuang Qingning did not want to bother them too much and just went to the tofu shop with him to take a look.
Zhuang Yutian and Meng tidied up, and after the two children lay down to sleep, they went to take a look in Wen's room.
Mrs. Wen was sleeping very soundly and her breathing was steady, so she was not seriously injured.
But since the sudden high fever last night, the couple did not dare to be too careless. They just agreed that Meng would stay here for the first half of the night, and Zhuang Yutian would stay here for the second half, and the couple would take turns to stay here to avoid any mistakes.
The weather was getting hotter, so there was no need to cover myself with a quilt. But there was no place to lie down, so I went to find two soft pillows and prepared to lie on the table to make do.
Today's entertainment industry gossip is hard to digest...
(End of this chapter)
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