agricultural doctor

Chapter 572
"I'm not a good person!"

Yeran smiled playfully: "The unlucky ones are He Si and Zhang Xiangquan, who were beaten dozens of times each."

"Understood, Uncle Zhou was coming to your house yesterday, and the third son Xiao came. You just came back from Zecheng and had to rest, so it's not good to disturb you. Later, He Si and Zhang Xiangquan hired a carriage to go back to the village and called I went to see the injury, Zhang Xiangquan is so old, he was beaten twenty boards, he might not be able to get out of bed for half a year, He Si has a thick skin, and he will not be able to move around until after he has been raised."

Zhou Hai has nothing to do with her: "Raniang, it's not Uncle Zhou who blamed you. You have to be ruthless and touch the dark, so that people can't find fault. Look at you, it's still bright and sunny when you shoot people with arrows, so many people I see it. Fortunately, your uncle, the county magistrate, is not confused..."

Hitting someone in the dark?
Uncle Zhou is also too talented!
As for whether Zecheng county magistrate Shen Chen is confused, only she knows.

If Yin Tian hadn't been on guard against He Si and Zhang Xiangquan's provocation, and had written to the state government in advance, she would have been more than just being punished.

The intricacies behind this can only make Zhou Zecheng and Zhou Hai worry, but it can't change anything. Ye Ran didn't intend to say it.

Thinking of Yin Tian, ​​Ye Ran realized that he had met him at breakfast, but now he was nowhere to be seen.

Could it be that she is reading and practicing calligraphy with Yue'er Xing'er?

"Ma'am, you've finished frying melon seeds, go and call Xing'er Yue'er, saying that it's his grandpa Zhou and uncle who came to see them."

Aunt Wu prepared a fire box for Xing'er and Yue'er early in the morning, and the two children read characters together in the study.

Hearing that Zhou Hai and the others were coming, he dropped his pen and went to the kitchen.

Aunt Wu came in after them, muttering, "It's strange, where did you go on such a snowy day?"

Yesterday she said she asked Zhou Yunzhu to help find the tea husks, and early in the morning she talked about the need for smoked bacon. Could it be that she went to Yunzhu's house to pick out the tea husks?
Yeran didn't think much about it.

Zhou Zecheng and Zhou Hai dried their wet clothes, teased Xing'er and Yue'er for a while, and got up to pick up the remaining loads of tea shells and give them to Ye Ran.

"Uncle Zhou, Uncle Zhou, wait a minute."

Originally, Ye Ran was going to deliver things to Zhou Hai and Zhou Zecheng's house today, but it was delayed due to snowy roads, and now they came home to bring back the things they bought in Zecheng.

Yeran took four boxes of snacks, and the family divided two boxes.

Zhou Zhijie's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Feng, is going to give birth around the next year or so. Ye Ran asked him to bring back the small clothes she bought in Zecheng, and asked Uncle Zhou to bring back a maroon apron she bought for Zhou Hainiang.

Then each family filled some freshly fried walnuts and pumpkin seeds, and told them that the road was slippery in the snow, and that there were two loads of tea shells to be used first, and the rest would not be too late to be delivered when the snow stopped.

Sending Zhou Zecheng and Zhou Hai away, Ye Ran remembered that the pig had been slaughtered yesterday, but the pig's head hadn't been processed yet, and the butcher Wu split it in half and put it in a wooden basin.

She boiled a large pot of boiling water, threw half of the pig's head into the pot and boiled it.

It wasn't until the tangy smell of meat hit and the soup in the pot turned white that Yeran picked up half of the pig's head and put it in a wooden basin to cool.

After half an hour of cooking on high heat, the meat on the pig's head has been boiled.

After half of the pig's head had cooled down, Yeran tore off the meat on top, then threw the skull frame back into the pot, cut two white radishes and threw them in, just in time to stew a pot of bone radish soup.

The meat torn from the pig's head was cut into small pieces by Yeran, and then stir-fried with the dried tofu brought by Zhou Zecheng, as well as celery and garlic sprouts, and a large pot of delicious boneless meat was cooked.

(End of this chapter)