Nongmen doctor girl: flirt with a sick and charming first child

Chapter 6
I have to say that the aroma is really tempting. An Jingchen stared at the bamboo shoots for a while, and finally put them into Qiao Muyang's bowl.

In just this moment, Qiao Muyang had already eaten two sticks. Before he could finish them in his mouth, he started peeling them off again on his hands.

Seeing that his brother-in-law refused to eat, he was depressed and said, "It would be a shame not to taste such delicious food."

She spit out the green vegetables that lacked oil and salt after tasting one. The burnt millet porridge didn't taste good even if she tasted it.Qiao Muyao didn't force it, thinking to herself, she would like to see how long you can keep pretending.

But this guy just kept eating one bite after another, making it hard to look at...

Haha, you will not survive if you do it yourself!
Thinking of how he had ignored and ignored the original owner in the past few months, Qiao Mu Yao felt that he deserved it.

"Sister, this is the first time I've seen someone eat it with the skin on like this. What made you think of it?" Qiao Muyang's little face was covered with brown soup, making him look particularly cute.

He never thought that the food he cooked would be so unpalatable. An Jingchen really didn't want to eat it anymore, but he was proud by nature and would rather knock out his teeth and swallow blood than bow his head and admit defeat.

Hearing this, he raised his head curiously, not to mention that in this village, even in Fengxi Juli, the county seat, he had never seen anyone eating bamboo shoots like this.This woman was acting so strangely today, and he was curious as to where he knew it.

The probing eyes made Qiao Muyao feel a little flustered.

Seeing him staring at it for a moment, I could only smile lightly and said, "Well... I did this in my dream, so I thought about making it and trying it. I didn't expect it to be really delicious."

"This dream is so fun, I really want to eat in my dream!" Qiao Muyang's bright eyes were full of envy.

in a dream?

As a three-year-old?
An Jingchen sneered, picked up a chopstick of half-cooked vegetables, and continued eating.

Alas, why is this man so stubborn?

Seeing the bottom of the bowl of porridge, Qiao Muyao couldn't bear it any longer, and simply peeled off a bamboo shoot and put it in his bowl, "Do you want to try it?"

An Jingchen was about to take it out again, so she quickly reminded: "Listen to me first. Actually, I want to take this bamboo shoot to the county to sell it, but I'm afraid that no one will buy it because it's not delicious, so I'll let you guys try it first."

What Qiao Muchao said was true. She had this idea as soon as the hand-peeled bamboo shoots came out of the oven.

An Jingchen was stunned, as if he didn't believe her words.

Qiao Muchao spread her hands and explained bravely, "It's not cost-effective to make dried bamboo shoots. A pound of dried bamboo shoots only costs ten cents. It's too troublesome to make. After removing the shells, you have to steam them and then dry them. If you encounter On rainy days, all the hard work will be in vain. If someone buys hand-peeled bamboo shoots, I think it is more cost-effective than making dried bamboo shoots, but I don’t know if it will sell well.”

After hearing this, An Jingchen picked up the bamboo shoots and tasted them carefully, "Not bad, it's better than stir-frying and stewing."

This guy has always been aloof. It was rare to hear him say a kind word, and Qiao Muyao suddenly beamed.

He also instructed Qiao Muyang to take away the porridge and vegetables in front of him, "This porridge is too mushy, so let's feed it to the chickens. There are a lot of bamboo shoots in the earthen pot. Let's just eat this tonight."

The child ran as fast as his legs and feet. Qiao Muyang quickly came back with an empty bowl, "This is called making do! If I hadn't just eaten a piece of cake, I could have finished this big bowl."

"Eat with your belly open." Qiao Muyao pointed to the bucket in the corner, "There is still more than half of the bucket. After cooking it tonight, soaking it in brine overnight should make it more delicious."

Qiao Muyang had a full belly after eating, and then helped his sister boil the can. Then he was contented to go home under the moonlight, peeling bamboo shoots with his mother's hands.

If they saw such a delicious thing, they would definitely not share it.Qiao Muyang carried the bundle of bamboo shoots and walked in with all eyes and ears. Just as he was about to sneak into his room, an angry voice suddenly came from behind: "What are you doing sneakily, you idiot!"

"No...no reason."

Qiao Muyang was so frightened that his legs became weak.

"What are you holding in your hand?" Chang Guihua suffered a big loss in Qiao Muyao's hands. Seeing their room now, she could only gnash her teeth with hatred.

Qiao Muyang timidly said it was bamboo shoots and hurriedly hid the thing behind his back.

Pang Guihua said sharply: "Where did it come from!"

"Sister gave it to me..." His voice became lower and lower, and his body began to shake.

"Throw it away!" Pang Guihua threatened: "From now on, you must show me the things that bitch gave you, otherwise I will break your legs!"

Qiao Muyang was originally afraid of her, but when he saw her fierce look, he was so frightened that he cried.

Mrs. Zhang was sitting under the lamp embroidering a handkerchief. When she heard the cry, she quickly put down her needle and thread and ran out.

"Oh, mother..." Qiao Muyang plunged into her arms and burst into tears.

Mrs. Zhang patted him on the back to comfort him, and said softly with a smile, "Sister-in-law, Yang Yang is still young, so don't scare him at night."

The Chang surname is the common surname of Xiangshui Village, especially in their mountain col, where half of the residents have the Chang surname.Unlike Zhang's, her natal family is still separated by dozens of miles of mountain roads, and it is not easy to go back. With the support of her natal family behind this, Chang Guihua has enough confidence.

"Seeing how sneaky he was, I thought he was doing something bad again. I just asked a few more questions, why did he scare him?"

Chang Guihua rolled her eyes angrily, "Is it your child Jin Gui? I, as an aunt, can't you discipline me?"

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. You also know that this child is timid..." Ms. Zhang quickly explained.

But before she could finish speaking, she heard Chang Guihua sniffing hard, "What does it smell like? Why does it smell so good!"

Qiao Muyang stopped crying and quickly grabbed the hemp rope in his hand and stepped back. Chang immediately glared at him and shouted, "Bring it here!"

"My sister gave this to my mother." Qiao Muyang pursed his lips, holding the bamboo shoots tightly in front of his chest.

I didn't look carefully before and thought the bamboo shoots were raw, but now I found out that they were boiled.It must be a good thing for the little thing to protect so desperately.

Chang Guihua walked up to him, snatched it away, pinched his earlobe and twisted it, "You are looking for death. You have been hiding secrets all day long. If you let me see you next time, I will have to skin you!" "

Qiao Muyang screamed in pain, and the tears that he had finally suppressed fell down again.

Ms. Zhang quickly took him into her arms and looked at her son's red earlobes that were twisted. Her eyes were so distressed that her eyes were red. She licked her lips and wanted to say something in defense, but in the end she said nothing.

After sending his brother away, Qiao Muchao began to boil water to take a bath.Not to mention that my clothes were soaked to put out the fire. If I just accepted a strange body so coldly, I had to wash it off to get rid of the bad luck.

After soaking in a wooden barrel that was half a person's height, Qiao Muyao felt so happy when she discovered that the original owner's body was so fair and smooth.

Finally, I can stop worrying so much. I can finally sleep comfortably without an alarm clock until I wake up naturally.

Rest in peace!

"A gust of wind, a dream, love is as unpredictable as life, what is bewitching your heart..."

Qiao Muchao liked to sing when she was in a good mood. At this moment, she was holding up a handful of water and pouring it on her smooth and jade-like neck.He had no idea that his sweet and melodious voice had disturbed the mind of the scholar next door.

(End of this chapter)