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Zhou Rui was stunned for a moment, and then whispered: "Mom, ever since we were chased and fell off the cliff, we have nothing to do with the Zhou family. You saved me and Zheng'er, which is equivalent to giving us new life. Therefore, I really want to join the Yao family, and I don’t care about other people’s opinions.”

Zhou Rui really didn't care what others thought of him. He would rather marry into the Yao family than get involved with Zhou Shaocheng. Since coming to the Yao family, his father-in-law and mother-in-law treat him like their own son, and treat Zheng'er with great love. The Yao family was of pure character, virtuous and virtuous, and treated his son as his own son. He was extremely happy to marry into the Yao family.

Grandma Gan objected firmly, "That's not okay, you don't care about other people's strange eyes, I care."

She has always treated Zhou Rui as her own son, so how could she let him marry her? How could she be willing to let others despise him?

Zhou Rui held his forehead, knowing that once his mother-in-law decided on anything, ten cows would not be able to hold her back.

Xiao Yichen's eyes flashed, the Yao family had good character.

If there were other families with only one daughter, if they heard that their son-in-law wanted to marry into the family, they would have already raised their hands in favor, instead of strongly opposing it like now.

Seeing that they were deadlocked, Xiao Yichen said, "Uncle Zhou, there is no rush to solve this problem. Just think about it before the end of the year."

"Yes! No matter what, it is a great thing for uncle to recover his memory and recognize us. We should celebrate it. Uncle, are there pheasants in the mountains near here?"

"Yes, pheasants fly very fast. Except for hunters who make traps to catch pheasants, it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to catch pheasants."

"That's good. I dug a lot of yams. A Chen and I went up the mountain to catch some pheasants and came back. The pheasant yam soup tastes good, nourishing and nutritious." After Shen Jia finished speaking, he took out a yam from the basket.

"Xiaojia, this yam looks like it was freshly dug. Where was it dug? I wonder if we have seen it before?" Grandma Gan asked curiously.

Shen Jia took out a handful of yam beans from under the basket: "These are yam beans hanging from yam vines. They can be used as seeds. After the seedlings are planted in spring, they grow into vines with purple stems, green leaves, and three tips, a bit like white Morning glory leaf, but thicker and glossier than that.

In summer, fine white flowers bloom, including jujube flowers. In autumn, yam beans are hung on the vines. In October, you can dig out the yam roots underground. "

"Hey! There are a lot of these yam beans on a mountain not far from our village! We often pick them back and cook them! Someone has dug the yam roots underground before. I heard that after the person dug them back, he wanted to peel them and cook them. I came to eat, but before I finished peeling, my hands were covered with rashes and itched so much that everyone thought they were poisoned, and then no one dug the yam roots." Grandma Gan remembered after hearing what Shen Jia said.

Shen Jia smiled and said: "That's because there is a kind of mucus after peeling the yam. The plant alkaloids, saponins, saponins and other ingredients in the mucus cause skin allergies, which makes the hands itchy. We can roast it with fire first. Or you can wash it, steam it and then peel it and it will stop itching.”

There are no gloves here, so you can only use these two methods to avoid allergies. If you were in modern times, you would just use gloves.

The people in the room didn't understand what ingredients Shen Jia was talking about. They thought she was talking about medical terms, but that didn't stop them from understanding what she meant.

Grandma Gan acted in a fickle manner, and when she heard the reason, she immediately wanted to go to the mountain and dig up all the yams.

"In that case, let's go up the mountain and dig the yams back while it's still early." After she finished speaking, she went to find tools.

"Your Highness, Xiaojia, please forgive me. My mother-in-law is quite impatient. She didn't mean to neglect you." Zhou Rui explained.

Xiao Yichen smiled and said: "It doesn't matter! The old man has a sweet temperament, which is quite good."

After Xiao Yichen finished speaking, he and Shen Jia went up the mountain to catch pheasants. After the two of them went up the mountain, they immediately used Qinggong to search for medicinal materials in the mountains. Shen Jia still lacked several medicinal materials for making poison, so they had to go to the mountains to look for them.

There are thousands of beautiful mountains and thousands of valleys here, and there are countless rare animals and rare medicinal materials.

The two found many good medicinal materials that have become extinct in later generations near a grand canyon. Of course, they also found the poison and medicinal materials they needed, as well as the medicinal materials for the decoction Zhou Rui drank.

At this time, the sky was filled with sunset. The two decided to come back tomorrow and then use Qinggong to return to Yao's house.

The door of Yao's house was crowded with people, and the noise of the crowd could be heard in the distance.

"Mr. Gan, what you're doing is unethical! Knowing that these yams are edible, you took your whole family up the mountain to dig so much without telling us. It's really selfish."

"Bah! The yams on the mountain are ownerless. Anyone can dig them up. I haven't seen you dig them back for so many years. Are you jealous today when you see us digging them back? How shameless."

"Didn't we not know that this thing was edible before? If we had known, it would still be your turn to dig it? It would have been none of your business."

"That's it. Since you don't know it's edible, it's just trash in your eyes. But we know it's edible, so we dig it back. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"Yes, yes, but we are all from the same village. Since you know that yams can be eaten, shouldn't you tell us?"

When the villagers saw the yams piled in the Yao family's yard, their jealous eyes nearly bulged with holes.

Zhou Rui put his fist to his lips and suppressed a smile. His mother-in-law's fighting ability was matched by few in the village.

Although there are a lot of yams in the yard, they haven't dug much land. There is still a large area on the mountain. Even if every household in the village digs, everyone can dig a lot.

The yield of yam is really so high that one vine can yield five or six pieces, each piece weighing three to four kilograms. They only dug for an hour to get such a pile of yams.

Shen Jia and Xiao Yichen stood behind the crowd without making a sound, standing there quietly watching them quarrel, eh! Just a handful of melon seeds are missing.

Grandma Gan said coldly: "Who are you! Are I familiar with you?"

"Oh! She doesn't even recognize her sister-in-law. Humph! Just a little yam? What's so good about an old hen that can't even give birth to a son?"

"What's wrong if I don't have a son? Even if I don't have a son, I can eat better than you and wear warmer clothes than you. Even after I die, someone will throw the plate."

The villagers used to ridicule the Yao family for having no sons, and no one threw the dishes until old man Yao died. When old Yao died, Zhou Rui took on the responsibility of a filial son, making the villagers envious and jealous.

Zhou Rui is very knowledgeable, filial and polite, and he is not on the same level as these idiots. He threw the plate for Old Man Yao, which meant that he told them that he was not only the son-in-law but also the son of the Yao family. Everyone sighed that Old Man Yao and Grandma Gan were blessed.

Especially Old Man Yao's cousin-in-law, who gave birth to three sons. When she was young, she often laughed at Grandma Gan because she couldn't give birth to a son, and she was destitute. Seeing this situation, she was even more sad.