In the book era, my villain is super obedient

"Thank you!" Sun Laizi thanked him, glanced at the money on the broken table, said nothing, and turned to leave.

Looking into the distance, his bloodshot eyes seemed unfocused.

That is the location of the pit yard.

Neither Yan Teshu nor Yu Teshu was short of money or connections, and he had almost nothing valuable that could be exchanged for a big black dog.

According to the love these two people have for Gouzi, they will definitely not kill the dog to get its blood for him.

Perhaps, in the eyes of others, his miserable life is worse than the life of a dog!
In this case, don't blame him for doing anything arrogant and plundering for himself.

Sun Laizi cleared his thoughts and slowly relaxed his frown...

Pit yard.

Yu Cong was sitting on a rocking chair basking in the sun, with glutinous rice balls on her legs. Xiao Qing and Xiao Xuan were on the left and right, and Da Hei was facing them with the back of his head.

The little glutinous rice ball already trusted her very much, revealing her pink belly, her furry little mouth slightly open, and snoring lightly.

While she was leisurely petting the dog, she also heard the chatter of farm workers outside under the water tower.

Only then did we learn that Sun Laizi was seriously ill. Not only was his neck swollen, he was even coughing up blood.

He deliberately got up and went to the educated youth center to see Yan Shenjin.

After the water fetcher left, Lv Cong couldn't help but complain to the little brother who was cooking in the kitchen, "I didn't expect there are so many pretenders these days!

Especially in our area, nine out of ten deceivers are liars. They are not very capable, but they are good at harming others. "

"We have a correct mind and are immune to all poisons." Yan Xian was making egg custard to add nutrients to the can.

Take eight eggs and beat them in a basin, mix well, add salt and warm water, cover them with a large dish, and put them in a pot to steam.

"Eight is not enough, let's put two more, it will be perfect, cough... twelve, it will be safe every twelve months of the year." In order to be greedy, Yu Cong made up one set of small words after another.

She pulled her little neck and looked inside, swallowing her saliva with great appetite.

It's not only theirs, but also the dogs'.

She still didn't know which one would come first, the accident or tomorrow, and she didn't give the dogs the coarse food they had originally planned. She just ate whatever was delicious first.

That's called a bastard who has no knowledge of the matter.

"Okay." Yan Xian originally used a large basin to steam the eggs, but now that he couldn't break any new eggs, he simply took another large bowl, beat four eggs, and gave her the auspicious numbers for a safe month.

Satisfied, Yu Cong retracted her eyes and continued gossiping.

"The last time I saw Yan Shenxin, the most ambition in her eyes was ambition, but now it's getting more and more deviant, and she always feels like she's holding something back."

"Then we should stay away." Yan Qian said this, but in his heart he was already thinking of ways to avoid future troubles.

Without stopping, he washed the rice and cooked preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

Cut a small plate of mustard shreds and steam a large pot of silver rolls.

Finally, I stir-fried diced chicken with fried peach kernels in sauce.

It's evening, let's eat something good.

Because the egg custard was too generous, by the time it was steamed and solidified, all the other dishes had already been taken out of the pan.

Pile the fried minced meat on top, add half a spoonful of sesame oil, a few drops of soy sauce, and sprinkle with green chopped green onions.

"smell good!"

Yu Cong has been eating the egg custard given to Yu Yaoyao by her aunt Yu since she was a child. Because she was in a hurry, she hardly tasted the taste.

She also likes to eat it now, but she can't make the unique taste of Uncle Yu's ancestral craftsmanship.

She never imagined that her little brother could make up for her missing food happiness.

"Well...it's a bit hot~"

Yu Cong dug out a large piece with a spoon and couldn't wait to put it into her mouth. It burned her tongue but she couldn't bear to spit it out. She held it in her mouth and blew out the hot air.

"Spit it out quickly." Yan Xian casually handed over the dog food bowl. Seeing that she was reluctant to spit it out, he advised, "Give it to the dogs. It's not a waste or a waste."

Lushong was so eager to protect the food that she vomited it out after hearing that it was for the dogs to eat.

She tried her best to save her face and said, "Oh, Lao Yan's craftsmanship is so good, I got carried away for a moment."

There was a cunning little look in her cuteness, which made Yan Xian's heart ripple, spreading out like a tide, and he couldn't even bear to say a harsh word.But in order to prevent the small pot from being burned again, he brought the egg custard to his side and used a clean fruit knife to draw a grid on it to let out the heat inside.

He brought another small bowl over, pushed it together within her reach, and said, "Eat slowly."

"Lao Yan is so kind~" Yu Cong thought he wouldn't let her eat just because he was unhappy!

Seeing that the delicious food was in hand, her almond eyes lit up.

A bite of diced chicken, a bite of porridge, and another shredded mustard, but the egg custard was still a bit hot.

She exhaled hot breath in small mouths.

Xiaoqing and Xiaoxuan were quarreling over the ownership of the egg custard in the dog food bowl. Dahei watched silently, with a cold demeanor that no mortal could tolerate.

"Wang Wang! Wang Wang!"

"Woof woof... woof woof!"

"Wang Wang! Wang Wang!"

The two of them didn't give in to each other, and they were very selfless in their quarrel.

As a result, the glutinous rice balls were eaten secretly.

Who would have thought that a little thing who has not yet been weaned could have such a thoughtful mind?
Yan Yan: "..."

He gagged them, didn't he?

Then, he inadvertently looked at Xiao Gu Guan, who was doing a lot of cooking.

Maybe raising a dog to follow the owner...

The next day, early in the morning.

In addition to making crispy rice, vegetables, fried dough sticks and other breakfast items, Yan Xian also added a large basin of egg custard that had been left to cool down in advance.

Yu Cong could tell the difference in one bite and said, "Lao Yan, I just like eating hot food ~ it tastes better that way."

"I'll heat it up again." Yan came over and was about to remove the big basin.

"Oh, let's talk next time...

It’s okay, it’s okay, I like everything Lao Yan makes.

You get up early every day to boil water, cook, and do laundry. It's so hard that it makes my heart hurt~"

Yu Cong was afraid that if her little brother got angry and poured all the big bowl into the dog food bowl, she wouldn't be able to get a bite out of it.

Especially, now that he has the power in the kitchen, he must not be offended.

She quickly put a smile on her face.

He opened his mouth, revealing a pair of small white teeth with a piece of green scallion on them.

Yan Xian's mouth twitched slightly.

Don’t remind me, just keep it for yourself to feel happy.

After eating and drinking enough, the remaining food was almost cold, so I poured it into the dog food bowl.

He habitually washes dishes and cleans the yard.

As soon as he finished all the housework, Captain Wen came in a hurry.

"It's not good, it's not good!"

"What's wrong?" Lu Cong, who was reviewing high school textbooks, dropped the books to the ground with a clatter.

Could it be, it's not the plague...

Worse than the plague?

Yan Xian also stopped chopping wood and looked at the other party intently.

Captain Wen scratched the back of his head naively and said, "No... no, it's the plague. The diagnosis from the hospital overnight yesterday has confirmed that it's the plague."

"That means...the hospital doesn't agree to use Chinese medicine prescriptions?"

What Lu Cong fears most is that the medical staff accept death and insist on using streptomycin, which is difficult to obtain, and do not want to believe in traditional Chinese medicine... (End of chapter)