The fragrance of medicine fills the countryside in 1990

Chapter 3 A warm dinner, Grandpa Zhang and Xiao Cui come to visit
Su Chenjin's words fell softly, and she immediately picked up the fully loaded bamboo basket, turned around gracefully, and walked out of the bustling vegetable market, leaving behind a gentle back.

Gu Xinliang slowly stepped into his black car that was as steady as the night, and the wheels turned lightly, taking away the troubles of the world. Back in Sujiazhuang, Su Chenjin unconsciously quickened his pace, his heart full of concern for his family.

She went straight to the kitchen and began to carefully prepare a bowl of heart-warming ginger chicken soup for her sick sister-in-law.

The fire gradually grew stronger and the water in the pot boiled. Su Chenjin carefully put the chicken pieces in one by one, with a few slices of selected ginger floating leisurely on them. He then poured in a few drops of mellow cooking wine. For a moment, the kitchen was filled with a faint aroma of wine and the spiciness of ginger, interweaving into a warm prelude.

She waited patiently during the blanching process, and twenty minutes passed slowly in the rising hot steam.

Then, she gently scooped up the chicken pieces and filtered out the foam, as if she was removing the unpleasantness in life, leaving only purity and warmth.

Heat the pot again, pour in boiling water, put the chicken pieces and peeled and crushed ginger pieces into the pot, add a few drops of fresh chicken juice, simmer over low heat, and let time become the most gentle seasoning.

The ginger pieces roll gently in the pot, and their spicy and sweet taste gradually penetrates into every drop of soup, not only releasing all the nutrition and flavor, but also preventing the soup from being turbid in the slightest, maintaining its clarity and purity.

After a long period of stewing, the chicken becomes extremely soft and tender, with delicate meat yet chewy. Every bite is an ultimate temptation to the taste buds.

Su Chenjin quietly finished preparing the pot of chicken soup that was overflowing with warmth, then got on her scooter, and with the engine roaring, she set off for the hospital again.

The wind seemed to have picked up some urgency as it moved forward alongside her.

At this moment, in the ward, Jiang Yue was slowly opening her eyes to greet the first ray of gentle light.

A bowl of steaming ginger chicken soup was handed to her. The golden soup contained endless care and warmth. She took a sip, and instantly, a warm current flowed from her lips and teeth to her heart, dispelling the cold and fatigue around her body.

To her, the food in the hospital cafeteria was just a routine, tasteless and hard to swallow.

Only this bowl of chicken soup is like a ray of sunshine in winter, warm and bright.

"Brother, look at sister-in-law, she looks much better. The chicken soup was not stewed in vain." Su Chenjin smiled, his eyes sparkling with hope for his family's health.

Su Jin gently stroked her sister's head, her tone full of relief: "Yes, the doctor also said that you can be discharged from the hospital. By the way, I heard that you went out shopping today and met Xiao Cui from the Zhang family. Why, did she cause trouble for you again?"

Su Chenjin snorted lightly, a hint of displeasure flashing across his brows: "I've never seen such an unreasonable person, but it's okay, I know my limits."

Su Jin heard this and calmed down. She gently said, "Don't worry. With me here, no one can bully you. As for marriage, Dad is already paying attention. We are not in a hurry. We have to find someone who really loves you."

Su Chenjin waved his hands quickly, his eyes flashing with determination: "As for marriage, I'm still young, there's no need to rush. But my sister-in-law didn't eat much tonight, I have to go home quickly and prepare some delicious meals for her."

Fifty minutes later, Su Chenjin stepped lightly into the quaint and warm courtyard of Sujiazhuang. The sunlight just happened to shine on the vegetable patch in the backyard, making the scene full of vitality.

She bent down, touched the juicy fresh vegetables with her fingertips, and carefully selected a few rosy and plump tomatoes.

Back in the kitchen, everything was ready. She first placed the tomatoes that carried the sun under clean water, rubbed them gently to wash off the dust on them, and then the blade jumped on the delicate porcelain chopping board, and the tomatoes were carefully cut into even thin slices.

Then, she tapped the edge of the bowl, and two plump eggs fell out. The golden egg liquid slowly flowed in the bowl. She sprinkled a little salt on it and stirred it gently with chopsticks until the egg liquid was covered with fine foam, like clouds dancing in the morning light. On the side, the green onions were carefully chopped into fine pieces, waiting for the fragrance to bloom.

The wok was preheated on the stove, and the oil danced gently as the temperature rose. Su Chenjin lightly poured the egg liquid in, and the egg liquid instantly expanded in the hot oil. A golden omelet gradually took shape, exuding an enticing aroma.

She skillfully stir-fried the omelette a few times, and when it turned golden and soft, she served it out and set it aside.

Add oil again, and when the oil temperature is just right, gently sprinkle in the chopped green onions. In an instant, the kitchen is filled with a mouth-watering onion aroma.

After the chopped green onions danced happily in the hot oil, releasing the purest aroma, she quickly poured the sliced ​​tomato into the pot.

The timing was just right, she poured the previously fried eggs back into the pan, and the two blended together under the guidance of the spatula, alternating between red and yellow, which looked very beautiful.

Salt grains are sprinkled lightly, and if you prefer a slight sweet taste, she will carefully add a small spoonful of sugar to make the taste of the dish more layered, with the sourness of tomatoes, the freshness of eggs, and a hint of sweetness, just like the taste of life.

After stir-frying for a while and cooking until the heat was just right, she gently turned off the heat and served the delicious scrambled eggs with tomatoes on a beautiful porcelain plate.

Afterwards, Su Chenjin used her skillful hands to make several homely delicacies - the hand-shredded cabbage was crispy and refreshing, the hot and sour potato shreds were sour and spicy, and mouth-watering; the stir-fried green bamboo shoots with black fungus were fresh and elegant, with good color, aroma and taste.

A table full of delicious food is waiting for your return.

As the afterglow of the setting sun filled the dining table, Jiang Yue and Su Jin returned from the hospital, and the family's laughter and joy gathered again.

At dinner time, warmth is overflowing, and every bite of food carries the taste and warmth of home.

After the meal, Jiang Yue went into a quiet room to rest early because she was tired, while Su Chenjin carefully cleaned up the tableware.

Just then, the sound of light footsteps was heard outside the door, accompanied by Grandpa Zhang's slightly hesitant figure. Xiao Cui beside him looked even more uneasy.

When the Su family saw him for the first time, they couldn't help but feel a ripple in their hearts, thinking that it was a small misunderstanding during the day that led to this unexpected visitor.

However, Grandpa Zhang's words broke this speculation.

"Old Su family, I'm putting my old face on the line today." Grandpa Zhang said as Xiao Cui gently pushed him, his eyes full of helplessness and pleading, "Every family has its own difficulties. I've been putting this off for days, and I'm only here because I have no other options."

Seeing this, Su Jin was confused, but quickly adjusted his mood and responded gently: "Grandpa Zhang, if you have any difficulties, just tell us directly. We are family and we should keep our differences."

After hearing this, Grandpa Zhang's eyes seemed to brighten up a bit. He looked at Xiao Cui again. The latter mustered up her courage and said in a thin but firm voice: "It's like this. My baby's rations - the stored milk - have run out, and my own milk is not enough, so I want to... I want to ask Jiang Yue if she can help me and lend me some milk for emergency. Don't worry, I will definitely pay it back."

The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and Su Jin touched the tip of his nose awkwardly. Just when the atmosphere became a little subtle, Chen Hong walked out of the room at the right time. Her appearance was like a spring breeze, adding a touch of warmth and understanding to this sudden request.