After returning from the village, Sister Li killed the two young roosters and made a delicious plate of spicy chicken according to Mu Yi'an's memory of how to make it.
"Mom, it's delicious. Make it like this again next time."
Shao Yun ate with a beaming smile; he liked spicy food.
"Hiss... It's delicious, but a little spicy."
Shao Ming also thought it was delicious, but he couldn't handle spicy food like Shao Yun. He hissed and laughed, already having drunk a glass of water.
"father……"
Chu Yue didn't dare call her mother; her mother had just said that it was spicy and she couldn't eat it.
"Girl, aren't you afraid of spicy food?"
Chu Yue didn't say anything, she just looked at her father.
Jiang Shuyun surrendered, went to get a bowl of water, cooked a piece of chicken, and handed it to Chuyue.
The little girl's eyes were fixed on her father, so he quickly took it and put it in his mouth.
"It's spicy, it's still so spicy, hiss..."
"Spit it out, spit it out."
Jiang Shuyun stared at her daughter, wanting her to vomit.
"I swallowed it, it was delicious."
Chuyue burst into tears, but she couldn't bear to spit out the meat.
Fortunately, this girl is tough; although she was hot-tempered and tears welled up in her eyes, she didn't cry.
"You little glutton, you can't eat anymore, or your stomach will hurt and you'll have to take medicine."
"I don't take medicine."
Chuyue covered her mouth tightly with her two little hands, her eyes wide open.
The little girl is afraid of nothing but taking medicine; it's too bitter.
"If you're afraid of taking medicine, then don't take it. Eat other vegetables instead."
"I understand, Mother."
Chuyue didn't dare to cheat on her mother and obediently ate her food.
The meal was enjoyed by everyone.
The next day, Jiang Shuyun left before the child woke up.
Mu Yi'an watched the two leave, hoping that such days would end soon.
When the children wake up and learn that their father has left, they will be sad again.
As expected, Shao Ming frowned and felt very lost after learning that his father had left.
Shao Yun quickly ran to the gate, pushed it open, and looked into the distance, but saw nothing.
"Waaah... I want my dad, I want my dad."
Chu Yue burst into tears and ran to her mother's room, climbing onto the bed to look for her, but she wasn't there. Then she went to the study; was her father in the study?
She couldn't find it anywhere. The heartbroken girl couldn't understand why it had left when it had given her a really spicy and delicious chicken yesterday.
Mu Yi'an held Chu Yue and comforted her for a long time before the little girl wiped away her tears, stopped crying, and started sobbing pitifully.
As the days went by, the children once again adapted to life without their father.
Mu Yi'an has been busy these past few days, thinking about drawing.
Jiang Shuwen has bought a shop, and the backyard is ready to be lived in. He plans to move his family there in the next few days.
Looking at the shop in front, Mu Yi'an recalled the mala tang shop from her previous life and thought about how to clean it up.
There were no gas cylinders, no electricity, and no special stainless steel tubs for cooking mala tang. Where could they cook the mala tang? Mala tang, mala tang, it has both numbing and spicy flavors, they couldn't not cook it!
Later, Mu Yi'an recalled the era of short videos in her previous life, when many bloggers, especially those from Northeast China, posted videos of rural life on their accounts, and quite a few people actually enjoyed watching them.
The people there use earthen stoves and large iron pots, which are quite good. The most famous dish there is stewed goose in an iron pot.
My mind wandered; just thinking about the iron pot stew I used to eat makes my mouth water.
At that time, everyone was probably using this kind of old-fashioned stove, and Yi'an was momentarily stunned, unable to recall it. What she remembered most vividly was the iron pot stew made by her old friends, which smelled incredibly delicious.
Two large stoves were built in the shop, and two large iron pots were installed.
At that time, they used earthen stoves and large iron pots, but they were a bit pricey.
One pot is used to make braised dishes, including pig liver, pig heart, pig lungs, and pig stomach... Another pot is used to simmer bone broth for blanching vegetables, noodles, and rice noodles.
As Mu Yi'an thought, she drew, sketching out everything she remembered about the mala tang restaurant, including its layout, without even knowing if she remembered it correctly.
Meanwhile, Jiang Shuwen's family had already arrived at their new home.
"Wei San, thank you for your hard work."
Jiang Shuwen slipped a handful of copper coins to Wei San, who had helped with all the moving and lifting; he had really put in a lot of effort.
Wei San was taken aback for a moment, but still accepted the tip he had given himself.
"Thank you, Third Master!"
Wei San didn't say much. After finishing his work, he rushed back to his carriage.
He went back and told Steward Li about the Third Master's reward, and Steward Li told him to accept it.
This is quite normal in wealthy families.
When Butler Li was reporting back to the master, he casually mentioned it.
Mu Yi'an felt that Jiang Shuwen was quite good at dealing with people and acted with discretion. She hoped that he would continue to be so and not change in the future.
People's hearts are fickle, but there are also those who stay true to themselves!
At Jiang Shuwen's house, after Wei San left, Li Qiuniang put the two children to sleep, and she and Jiang Shuwen began to tidy up.
The backyard houses consist of three main rooms and two side rooms, all of which are brick and tile structures.
The couple lived in the east room, the middle room served as a living room for receiving guests, and the west room was for their two children. The younger one stayed with them for the time being, but Shao Kun was old enough to live on his own.
A broken home may be worth a fortune, but once you start cleaning it up, you realize there's still a lot of stuff inside.
We kept some in the old house for when we go back for holidays, and moved the rest here.
Li Qiuniang thought of Jiang Dasao's sour tone, and how she even wanted to borrow their house, she really couldn't get enough of taking advantage of them.
Only my parents and the eldest son are left at home. Brother Jiang and Shao Qin aren't home yet. Jiang Lan is getting married at the end of the year. With so many houses, how come there's not enough room for everyone?
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