Gu Guanhai tended the fire, while Yu Mingxiang cooked.
Radish stew with pork, plus a local Northeastern dish of tofu stew with pickled mustard greens, is prepared by stewing the radish with pork first and then adding salt. Half of the salt is added to make a light meal for Gu Guanhai, a sick person's meal. Then, the seasoning is adjusted to suit the family's taste. Freshly made egg pancakes are added, along with rice porridge, and a hearty dinner is ready.
After the family and Gu Guanhai finished eating in the backyard, Gu Guanhai followed Qin Weiguo to the east room to coax the child.
Since Gu Guanhai became the baby-soothing grandfather, Xue Ru's hands have been freed up after dinner.
However, she wasn't idle either.
Because her mother-in-law found a lot of books somewhere and piled them on the desk next to her kang (a heated brick bed) for her to read.
Xue Ru: ...
The books were all hers, some she had read and some she hadn't, but she couldn't remember if she had brought them with her when she went to the countryside. However…
That's not the point.
The key point is that she was a recognized learning genius from a young age, and she couldn't resist books.
In the warm, cozy room with the heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed), Gu Guanhai and Qin Weiguo were coaxing the little dumpling in the outer room, while Xue Ru was reading in the inner room. The sound of turning pages could be heard from time to time, accompanied by the little dumpling's occasional giggles, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere.
Qin Xiangdong took care of washing the pots and dishes, while Yu Mingxiang, seeing that there was nothing she could do in the backyard, went to the front yard to work on her plaster.
Making traditional plasters isn't difficult; the main problem is the tedious process.
Exploding the explosives, frying the pills, refining the medicinal oil... every step must be done meticulously, especially the step of removing the fire poison. In other places, this would take at least three to five days, but in the cold Northeast, the fire poison is easier to remove, saving some time.
On one stove, a semi-finished product was being simmered, while on another stove, the already-made plaster was being heated. Yu Mingxiang held bamboo chopsticks in one hand and a palm-sized piece of paper cloth in the other, making the final preparations for spreading the plaster.
Take out the plaster while it's still hot, spread it around the middle of a piece of paper or cloth, and then place it on the cutting board next to you to cool.
After coaxing Tuanzi back to her senses, Gu Guanhai went into the kitchen.
Seeing her applying plaster under the lamp, he frowned slightly. "Why are you doing it again?"
"Some of the plasters from the town hospital were taken away by the neighboring Watou town hospital."
Without looking up, Yu Mingxiang said, "They ordered another five hundred plasters from me, and I need to make them quickly."
Upon hearing this, Gu Guanhai silently walked to the cutting board and sat down.
"What should we do with these cooled plasters?"
Seeing that the cutting board was almost full of plasters, Yu Mingxiang glanced at him and said, "Just fold it up neatly."
Gu Guanhai did as instructed.
However, seeing the medicinal plaster simmering on the stove, he felt a slight stirring in his heart.
"Are all these plasters for treating chronic leg pain?"
"Yes, this disease is common in this area during this season."
"and you……"
Gu Guanhai hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Do you also make other kinds of plasters? For example, for treating sprains and bruises, or for promoting bone healing and tendon regeneration?"
"meeting."
Yu Mingxiang, unsuspecting, said while spreading the plaster, "The method of making plasters is actually the same. It's just that the medicinal powder added at the end is different, so the effects are different."
Gu Guanhai: ...
Having received an affirmative answer, and seeing her busy profile, I said nothing more.
For a while, the two people sitting next to each other quietly went about their business, with occasional hissing sounds coming from the stove.
The firelight illuminated the scene.
Yu Mingxiang's profile is striking.
Gu Guanhai's eyes were deep and dark.
The lights were still on in the small courtyard at the entrance of the village, while the lights were off at the educated youth settlement.
Qin Yuzhu, whose face was bruised and swollen from being beaten by Wu Xiangju, was curled up in her quilt, trembling.
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