Ma Erniang's Splendid Pastoral

Chapter 69
"You are too thin, there is no oily water in your stomach, if you drink tartary buckwheat tea, wouldn't it be even less oily, and how can you gain weight!" Ma Min'er replied.

It turns out that the "little daughter-in-law" loves the big husband so much that she cares about whether he will grow fat or not!

What is it all about? If it were someone else, I would say the same thing. Unfortunately, Ma Min'er doesn't know what other people think, and she can't defend herself.

After noon, after leaving the barracks for a long time, Xia Zhen and the others didn't stop any longer and rode back to Pingding County.

After getting on the horse, Zhang Nianmei asked, "Sister, when are you going to deliver the tender dishes?"

"Wait for the time."

"Ah..." Zhang Nianmei was dissatisfied, "Sister, I'm thinking about your soup, soup and vegetables, so I'm sure."

Not only Zhang Nianmei was dissatisfied with this answer, but even Xia Zhen, who had just gotten along, was also dissatisfied with this answer. Sitting on the horse's back, even the horse's brown hair flew up.

Feeling the strong cold air, Ma Min'er hurriedly said: "Then... in ten days, I gathered a batch of young vegetables for the town's groundbreaking ceremony, and there is no food to gather for the time being."

"Oh, that's fine, brother can wait for you, come as soon as there is food."

"Okay, Brother Zhang!"

Hearing the exact answer, the people on the horse, like the brown hair of the horse, seemed to be in order, and a group of people raised their whips and rushed away.

Looking at their backs, Ma Qifeng shook his head.

"Father, why are you shaking your head?" Ma Miner asked puzzled.

"Father doesn't know why he shook his head." Ma Qifeng thought about it and replied.

Ma Min'er blinked, then turned to look at the horses walking away, "Do you think they are annoying?"

"No." Ma Qifeng replied.

"Why is that?"

Ma Qifeng thought about it and said: "If I were in the capital, people like the little general might not even look at me."

"Father..." Ma Min'er reached out and hugged his arm, "Who can tell what happened in life, let's hug this big tree now to enjoy the shade."

"Father always feels uneasy."

"Father, there's nothing to worry about. We want money but we don't have money, we want people but we don't. What can he want from us!"

Ma Qifeng looked down at his daughter who was snuggling beside him, feeling a sense of uneasiness in his heart, there was no picture, but what is my most beautiful daughter!
The day has officially entered the cold winter, and the number of people going out has gradually decreased. Ma Miner, who has no worries about eating and drinking, has officially entered Wodong. Of course, Wodong does not mean that he eats, drinks, sleeps and sleeps at home all day.

For Ma Qifeng, since his two younger brothers were hanging out with the people from the gambling shop, the people from the gambling shop stopped pestering him and freed him. He taught the children to read and write while doing embroidery work. The hemp velvet hat taught by Gou’s daughter was sold in the county town, and the thread hooking was faster than sewing and embroidery. He really made a small fortune. Children prepare clothes for the four seasons of the coming year.

Ma Min'er always advises him to do less, but he always smiles, "It's warm in the room, you can stretch your arms and legs, and if you're idle, you're idle."

"It hurts your eyes, Dad, and sitting still all day is not good for your health."

"Father listened to you and ran around the house more than a dozen times every morning. It's fine."

"father--"

Ma Qifeng said: "Min'er, didn't you say that you will have a big fight next year? I'm afraid that next year, I will be too busy to make clothes for you."

"You can go to the tailor shop to buy it."

"There is a father who can do it for you."

This is true, and every stitch and thread is full of father's love for his children. What else can Ma Min'er say, "Okay, dad, but if you do it for a while, you have to stand up and move around, don't be old." Sit."

"Okay, Dad knows."

In order to go to the county academy to study in the early summer of next year, Ma Dalang is currently studying hard, and he has found out the general content of the academy entrance examination, and is working hard in a targeted manner.

Ma Sanlang is going to go to school, but he is very worried, "Second sister, my brother and I are both in college, how can you do it all by yourself, who will help you burn the stove, who will help you?"

"There is me!" Mayueer replied in a waxy voice.

Ma Qifeng and Ma Miner were amused by the two little ones, "What can you do?"

"Second sister, I help you pull out onions and garlic every day, otherwise, how could you be so busy." Ma Sanlang said seriously.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Ma Min'er pursed her smiling lips and nodded in affirmation.

"Me too!" Ma Yueer exclaimed.

"Yes, yes, Xiao Yue'er is also very capable."

Ma Qifeng's attention was drawn to the words of the two little ones. Ma Dalang went to school, and his daughter really had to work a lot.

"Big sister, how about... I won't go to school until the family is better." Ma Dalang also realized.

Ma Min'er shook her head: "Time waits for no one, big brother, now is a good time for you to study."

"Can……"

Ma Min'er smiled and said, "Brother, don't worry, I will buy two servants before you go to the academy next summer."

Ma Dalang's eyes lit up, "Yes, yes, yes."

For some reason, Ma Qifeng was used to living without a servant, and always felt that having a servant violated his privacy.

Ma Min'er seemed to see his worry, "Father, find a servant to help cook and sew, so you won't have to work so hard in the future."

"But... But Dad likes to make clothes for you, and also likes to do some embroidery work." Ma Qifeng thought, besides gambling, he seems to be able to do these things. If he is not allowed to do these things, what can he do? ?

Ma Min'er smiled at her father, "Dad, you can find a servant who is like your family, so that you can do whatever you want freely."

"A servant like family?"

"Well, someone like Papa Cang." Ma Min'er smiled back.

Ma Qifeng, who was frowning tightly, loosened his eyebrows, "That's okay."

"Father, believe in my daughter, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, and the car will find a way when it reaches the mountain."

Ma Qifeng smiled, her daughter can always make the complicated life simple and clear.

As soon as the cold weather comes, ordinary people start to sleep in winter, but for the soldiers guarding the border, they have entered the stage of intense border patrol. Why?It's not because the nomads in the north start to harass the border when they have nothing to do in winter, or grab food, grass, or labor. There is no big war for the time being, and small frictions continue.

Ten days later, Ma Min'er went to the military camp to deliver the tender vegetables in the greenhouse as agreed. Xia Zhen and the others hadn't come back from the border, "Then this vegetable..."

Lei Jiu also had a headache when he saw the fresh and juicy tender vegetables, "How many days can they be kept?"

"Put it in a cold and not freezing place, sprinkle some water every day, and it should be fine for two or three days."

"I estimate that in two or three days, the little generals will come back to take a rest." Lei Jiu said based on previous years' experience, "Will you come in two or three days?"

Ma Min'er shook her head: "The food in the greenhouse is gone, and it's cold, so I won't come."

"Oh..." Chef Lei was a little disappointed, the little general was not here, so the lady probably wouldn't be able to cook new dishes.

Ma Min'er watched the helper in the kitchen put away the fresh vegetables, and wanted to turn around and leave, but for some reason, Xia Zhensheng's stern face appeared in his mind, and he said with a shiver, "Uncle Lei, since the little general and Brother Zhang and others are fighting hard outside, I will teach you delicious soup, and when you come back, you will cook it for them."

Wow, there are dishes, Lei Jiu's eyes lit up, "Ma Erniang, I thanked you on behalf of General Zhang and General Zhang."

"Uncle Lei, you are welcome." Ma Min'er said, "But this time the dish is a bit complicated, I can't teach you in person, you should write it down, prepare the ingredients, and figure it out by yourself."

"Okay, okay!" Chef Lei was confident in his cooking skills.

After he finished recording the recipe, "Ma Erniang, are you sure this dish can be made and it's delicious?"

Ma Miner nodded vigorously, "Of course."

Uncle Lei's face staring at the menu became bitter, and it really tested my skills.

In the middle of the cold winter, Xia Zhen and others patrolled the long border and drove away a few groups of nomads, large and small, to attack the small group. The enemy rarely dared to fight them head-on, but these people followed the unbeatable Xiaoqiang Similarly, I advance and he retreats, I walk and he comes, and back and forth, which is also quite tossing.

Half a month later, a frictional battle ended, and the army returned to the base camp of Pingding for rest.Tired and exhausted, I just wanted to eat a good meal to replenish my body. The small animals such as roe deer hunted back halfway were carried to the kitchen by the soldiers.

When Zhang Nianmei entered the kitchen, she shouted, "Chef Lei, is the soup for the little general ready?"

"General Huizhang, the stew is ready."

"What is it?"

"Buddha jumps over the wall."

"What's it called?" Zhang Nianmei suspected that she had heard it wrong. How could there be such a dish name?
"Buddha jumps over the wall, General Zhang."

"My sister has been here?"

"Well, I said I made an appointment with you, but you were not here. She taught me a big soup, put down the tender dishes and left." Speaking of this dish, Chef Lei beamed with joy: "Let me tell you, Zhang General, this soup is the most complicated and most delicious soup I have ever seen in Lei Jiu's lifetime."

"Really!"

"definitely."

Zhang Nianmei clicked her lips, "It would be great if my sister would do it here."

Hearing the sound of regret, Chef Lei replied: "Ma Erniang asked me, and I will come again before you return to Fucheng before the Chinese New Year."

"Ah, really..." Zhang Nianmei exclaimed, "Did she tell you that?"

"Well, Mrs. Ma Er said that the Chinese New Year will be in less than a month, and she will send all the tender vegetables at home."

"Oh." Zhang Nianmei asked expectantly, "When will it come?"

Chef Lei smiled: "I figured that the little general should return to the general's mansion around the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month, so I said the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month."

"Haha..." Zhang Nianmei laughed loudly, "That's coming soon, today is the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and there are still ten days before I can see my old sister."

Chef Lei followed with a smile.

Knowing when the old sister will come, Zhang Nianmei quickly turned her attention to the soup, "Is this soup as good as you said?"

"Of course, I have tried to cook this Buddha jumping over the wall for more than ten times, and it feels pretty good. I want Er Niangzi to help me see if it has already reached five or six floors."

"There, quickly let me see what dishes you can try to make more than ten pots."

Chef Lei quickly walked to several casserole pots, opened one of them, "This is it."

"Wow, it's filled with all kinds of ingredients, isn't this a random stew?" Zhang Nianmei exclaimed.

"It's not a random stew, it's a complex soup with a high degree of heat." Chef Lei replied.

"Can you pay me back?"

"Okay." Chef Lei hurriedly picked up chopsticks and spoons, "Eat two pieces first." While talking, he gave Zhang Nianmei a piece of sea cucumber and tendon. After he chewed it, he quickly asked, "How does it taste?"

"Wow, it's so fresh that your tongue will fall off, it's so delicious."

"Haha..." Chef Lei happily scooped up a spoonful of soup for him again, "You can drink the soup again."

Zhang Nianmei quickly took a sip of the soup, "Mother, old mother, you can make my eyebrows fresh."

"Haha..." Chef Lei was overjoyed again.

Mr. Tian wrote down the situation of guarding the border, and hurriedly sent the soldiers to the general's residence in Anxing Township. After finishing his work, he hurried to the small general's room. When he reached the door, he asked, "Has Zi'an washed?"

"Mr. Hui, I just washed up."

Mr. Tian nodded, "How is the lunch preparation?"

"General Zhang came here just now, and asked the little general when dinner is served?"

"Did Zi'an tell you?"

The servant guarding the gate lightly shook his head: "The guard Xiao is inside."

"Oh!" Mr. Tian understood, he was overworked, and the little general lost his appetite again, so he asked someone to lift the curtain and enter the wing room.

Xia Zhen sat crookedly on the side of the couch, the meat that just hung on her cheekbones half a month ago was gone, and the thin edges and corners made people feel intimidated, sighed softly, and said to Xiaowen: "Let the kitchen pass the dishes. "

"Yes, sir." Xiaowen carefully went down to make arrangements.

Mr. Tian glanced at the rigid Xia Zhen, sat not far from him, and quietly accompanied him in a daze.

After a while, a few simple dishes and two casserole dishes were placed on an Eight Immortals table in the wing room.

"What's in the crock?" Mr. Tian asked, pointing to the casserole.

"Mr. Hui, it's Buddha jumping over the wall."

"Buddha... Buddha jumps over the wall?"

"Yes, sir."

"What is the allusion?"

Xiaowen replied: "The little one asked the chef specifically, and the chef said that Ma Erniang told..."

Mr. Tian's beard trembled for a moment, and he subconsciously looked at the little master, his eyes that had not moved quickly turned to the earthen jar.

Xiaowen is a long-term follower, and his ability to observe faces is not low. He also saw the change of his master, and quickly continued: "The allusion says that in a certain dynasty, there was an eminent monk who was enlightened. On the way to the Shaolin Temple, when he passed by somewhere, Staying overnight in a hotel, it happened that a wealthy gentry's house next door served the guests with a "full altar of incense". The eminent monk smelled the fragrance and salivated. Mantanxiang'. People therefore changed 'Mantanxiang' to 'Buddha jumps over the wall'.

"So that's how it is." Mr. Tian smiled, "The little lady is amazing, and she can know this, so I won't talk about it, I'll pay for it first."

The harsh and rigid lines on Xia Zhen's face seemed to soften in an instant.Mr. Tian knew the name by heart, but pretended not to know, and continued to eat his own.

Xiaowen laughed and said, "General Zhang said that his eyebrows have all fallen out."

"..." Mr. Tian was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and laughed loudly, "This monkey."

Xia Zhen looked over at Xiaowen who was talking, and he immediately understood that the little master was also interested in this "Buddha jumping over the wall", so he quickly uncovered the cover and took a small bowl to scoop up the soup to hold the ingredients.

Mr. Tian has already done it himself, and after eating it in his mouth, his eyebrows are twitching, and the spoon is pulling out: "Oh my God, how many kinds of ingredients are there in it? It's obviously a hodgepodge, but the taste is distinct, really. Incredible!"

"Mr. Hui, Chef Lei said that this soup is made with 30 main ingredients and [-] auxiliary ingredients, including shark fin, sea cucumber, abalone, scallops, scallops, fish maw, chicken and duck, and pork belly. , tendon, ham, pigeon eggs, shiitake mushrooms, bamboo shoots and other more than [-] kinds of raw materials are cleaned separately and put into cans. After canning, the mouth of the jar is sealed, and it is made by simmering with smokeless charcoal for three or four hours."

"Extraordinary soup, delicious, delicious."

Xiaowen said again: "Chef Lei said, Ma Erniang said, the little general and others worked hard on the frontier, she specially came up with this complicated soup and taught him how to make it. When the little general comes back, he can eat it."

"It's hard for her to be thoughtful." Mr. Tian was filled with emotion.

The words "wait for the little general to come back" entered Xia Zhen's ears as if they were underlined. The bleak room seemed to warm up in an instant. Feel the strong fragrance, refreshing.

Although there are many ingredients in the soup and the stewing time is long, when scooped in a bowl, it is thick but not greasy, soft and not rotten. Identifying them one by one, the edges and corners of Xia Zhen's side face seemed to melt in the aroma of the soup.

At this moment, all the troubles seem to be dissolved by delicious food, and all kinds of sufferings in the world can be put away, only delicious food can not let you down.

Mr. Tian ate to his heart's content, wiped his mouth, thought for a while, and asked, "I wonder when Miss Ma Er will come again?"

Xiaowen noticed that the owner's hand for scooping up the soup stopped, and quickly replied: "Mr. Hui, Chef Lei said, it's around the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month."

"Why so late?"

Yes, why is it so late, Xia Zhen frowned, is she so lazy as a 'wife', Lian Fu... Realizing what he was thinking, the violent young man quickly lowered his head rigidly and continued to drink soup.

Seeing the change in his master, Xiaowen shrank back and cautiously replied, "Sir, Chinese New Year is coming soon."

"Oh, is a year going to pass again?" Mr. Tian sighed again.

"Yes, sir."

"so fast."

Yes, so fast!Ma Min'er also felt emotional, she has been in the Great Wei Dynasty for almost half a year, standing in the corridor, looking at the first winter snow, flying all over the sky, fluttering, snowflakes are crystal clear and spotless.

Gradually, the snow fell so that the sky and the earth were connected together, a vast expanse of whiteness, and the boundary between the sky and the earth could not be distinguished.

Ma Sanlang was itchy and waited for the snow to thicken. He was fond of building snowmen and making snow feet. Unfortunately, Ma Dalang refused to let him go down the corridor, so he turned to ask for help: "Father——"

"Listen to your brother, don't freeze, you will suffer."

"Father, I'm wearing duck down jacket and trousers and a tiger hat, so I'm not cold at all."

"That doesn't work either." Ma Dalang said, "It was accidentally frozen, with such heavy snow, it's hard to even find a doctor."

"It won't freeze." Ma Sanlang begged Ma Dalang hard.

"No." Ma Dalang looked at the sky, and said to his elder sister: "It's freezing cold, why don't we make breakfast and dinner, finish it early, and sleep on the hot kang?"

"Good idea." Ma Min'er nodded, "It's cold, it's suitable for shabu-shabu."

"Okay, okay, let's eat shabu-shabu." Ma Sanlang shouted happily when he had something to eat and didn't play with making snowmen.

Not long after, in the small kitchen, the boiling copper pot was uncovered, and the bones and meatballs that made the soup base had been boiled, making the soup thick and delicious, just waiting for the small tender vegetables, lamb slices , pork belly slices, etc.

The family sat around the small table, eating and talking, it was very lively.

"Second sister, I like spicy food."

"You're young, so it's better to dip in less spicy food." Ma Min'er reminded.

"Oh."

"Brother, you should also eat less, and be careful that you won't be able to sleep at night."

Ma Dalang nodded, "I can save it. I don't dip in spicy food. I have to get up at night to drink water. It's troublesome."

Almost none of them dipped in spicy food, and all ate a pot with a clear soup base. In the cold winter night, the fresh and tender ingredients entered the mouth through the boiling fresh soup and reached the stomach, which was extremely warm.

Daddy Shi’s family also became more foreign today. Like the owner’s family, even though they didn’t have copper pots, they all stood by the stove. There was a firewood under the big iron pot, and the meat and bone soup was also burning. Chinese cabbage, feather vegetables, etc., can also be regarded as eating the pot.

"Father, it's delicious." Shi Kuan, 40, sighed like a child.

Father Shi glared at the eldest son, "Why don't you say, there are ten catties of meat in the pot and two catties of mutton from the little boss."

"Hee hee, Dad, I know, I'm not feeling sorry, our family is rich, we eat ten catties of meat for a meal."

Aunt Shi put another piece of firewood, got out of the stove, and asked her eldest grandson, "Dapeng, do you still have any firewood in the woodshed?"

"Yes, I just watched it during the day."

"Well, be careful. If the fire is half burnt, tell your father and mother that it's snowing heavily outside, so you can't cut off the firewood from the master."

"Yes, Grandma, I see."

Shi Kuan's daughter-in-law glanced at her mother-in-law, "Mother, why don't we call my sister-in-law again?"

"Stop screaming, the couple must have eaten in the shed."

"It's not as lively as our place."

Aunt Shi shook her head: "Come on, don't bark, let them have a few good meals comfortably."

"Oh." Seeing that the mother-in-law did not call the sister-in-law and the couple, the eldest daughter-in-law was not polite, and quickly ate her own, ten catties of meat. Although it was a lot, it was a big family with more than a dozen people!

Daddy Shi sat near the stove. He didn't keep holding his chopsticks like the children did, but he stopped after taking a bite, took a sip of the wine, and said to his two sons after drinking: wide, more than—"

"Father, I... let's listen, you say." The second son Shi Yu had meat in his mouth, and managed to finish a sentence.

Father Shi said slowly: "During this time, I have seen Xiaodong's family wandering around the town. I guess that Xiaodong's family will build a small shop in the town early next year."

"Ah..." The Shi family stopped eating in shock.

Shi Kuan quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, and asked, "Father, did the little boss tell you?"

"No, I guessed."

"Ah..." The two Shi family brothers looked at each other in blank dismay.

Father Shi took another sip of old wine, "Don't believe what your father said, your father still has a bold guess."

"Father, what guess?" Shi Kuan asked curiously.

"Next winter, Xiaodong's family will definitely build a big yard."

"Ah..." The two brothers were stunned again, "Father... how did you find out?"

"How can you tell? Use your eyes." Father Shi replied proudly.

"Then...that father, what should we do?"

Old man Shi put a piece of meat in his mouth, "What can you do, just follow the steps of the little boss. When the yard of the little boss is finished, it will be our turn."

"Ah, really, grandpa..." The grandson and granddaughter of the Shi family hurriedly called out, "Can you give me a room alone."

"Me too……"

"I also want……"

……

In the small kitchen, the bustling scene is hotter than the New Year's Eve.

In a small shed for nursing, Niu Dabao and his wife worked together to sweep the snow from the roof. Not only that, they also helped Fu Laodi and Zhao Yuyan's family to sweep the snow.

Father Fu was very upset, and hurriedly greeted: "Oh, brother Niu, you see that you are freezing, hurry up and get warm."

Niu Dabao slid down from the roof, and said with a smile, "No, father, there is meat stewing in the pot at home, and I was afraid that the fire would come out, so I hurried back."

"Oh, then... then I won't keep you guys."

"Father, go back to the house quickly."

"Oh." Father Fu looked at the backs of Niu Dabao and his wife, and stood at the door without moving for a long time.

"Grandpa, why don't you come in?"

"Dabao and his wife have finally grown flesh."

Fu Xiaoyou laughed in the room and said: "Can it not grow? My boss told them to let them eat meat every day. If they don't eat meat, they won't have to do the work next year."

Old man Fu smiled and closed the door. In the small shed, the oil lamp was brightly lit. The grandpa and grandson started to eat dinner in the earthen pot on the small stove. "My little boss has a way."

Fu Xiaoyou pouted: "I heard people say that Uncle Niu's family treats them very badly, worse than cattle and horses, no wonder they are so thin."

"It's a crime!" Father Fu sat down at the small table and sighed.

"It's all right now, with the support of the little boss, Uncle Niu finally has a good life."

"Well, that's right, Xiaodong's family is Fuwa."

Niu Dabao and his wife walked back, passed by Zhao Yuyan's house, and called out: "Brother Zhao, come to my house for dinner, I have meat."

Zhao Yuyan walked to the door and waved his hands, "Thank you, Uncle Niu, no, tonight, I also stewed meat."

"Wow, is that right, brother, is the business good?"

Zhao Yuyan nodded: "Well, winter is free, there are more people playing chess in the county, and the business is pretty good."

"That's good, then we won't bother you."

"It's cold, Uncle Niu and Aunt Niu, you should go back quickly."

"Okay." Niu Dabao thought about it and said, "Close the door at night."

"Okay, Uncle Niu."

Seeing that everything was in order, Niu Dabao and his wife finally went back to their small shed with peace of mind, pushed open the door, and a gust of warm air came rushing towards them. Behind the door panel, he closed the door smoothly and sat down by the small fire.

After warming up for a while, Niu Dabao opened the earthen pot, and the smell of meat came to his face, "It smells so good!"

Shi Chunyue also wanted to say that it smells good, but her heart suddenly felt uncomfortable, her stomach was churning, she couldn't help but wanted to vomit, she didn't even stand up, she quickly moved to the door on the floor, opened the door, and vomited outside.

"Vag... vomit..."

"Yue... Yueniang..." Niu Dabao was so frightened that he lost his wits.

Not only did she vomit, but Shi Chunyue also started hugging her stomach and complaining of pain.

Niu Dabao felt that the sky was falling, and after turning around a few times, he ran towards the cabin as if suddenly enlightened.

After a hearty dinner, the Ma family began to wash up. Every night, Ma Min'er took care of the family after washing, and it was her turn at last.

As soon as she poured the footwashing water into the sewer behind the small door, she heard someone crying and knocking on the courtyard door. The voice sounded like Uncle Niu. Could it be that his evil father and stepmother came?

Fortunately, the path to the hospital had been shoveled with snow at night, otherwise it would be impossible to walk along the road. Ma Min'er didn't even put the leg basin in place, so she ran out to help him open the courtyard door, "Uncle Niu, what's wrong with you?" Cry like a child.

Seeing Ma Erniang, Niu Dabao seemed to have found his backbone: "Yueniang has a stomachache and is vomiting."

"What's going on?" Ma Min'er was also frightened.

"I...I don't know either."

"Did you catch a cold?" Ma Miner's first thought was to be frightened.

Niu Dabao replied: "It is... possible. Just now we went out to help Lao Fu and Brother Zhao shovel the snow from the roof. I'm afraid we caught cold."

She actually shoveled the snow for everyone. Ma Min'er was always worried about the health of the couple, but she didn't expect an accident to happen, so she didn't say much, "Wait for me!"

Turn around and go home to change your shoes.

Ma Qifeng and Ma Dalang also left the house and reached the gate of the courtyard, "Dabao, don't worry, we will go and have a look later."

Niu Dabao was dying of anxiety, "Then...then I'll go home and see Yueniang first."

"Yes, you hurry back and take care of her."

Niu Dabao wiped his tears while running.

Ma Qifeng said to his son: "Go to Father Shi's house and talk to them."

"Okay, Dad." Ma Dalang went to the village.

When Ma Min'er arrived at Niu Dabao's thatched shed, Father Fu, grandson and Zhao Yuyan were all inside, and Zhao Yuyan could feel his pulse.

"How is it?" Ma Min'er squatted next to Aunt Niu, she seemed to be feeling better at the moment.

"I caught a cold." Zhao Yuyan replied.

Father Fu felt extremely guilty, "I knew it earlier, I shoveled the snow myself, causing Yueniang to suffer."

Fu Xiaoyou also scratched his head in embarrassment, and lived with the Niu family couple. Their grandparents and grandchildren have been taken care of all the time, and they have been rushing to help with some physical work.

Ma Min'er glanced at Father Fu, and comforted him, "Don't talk about it, Father, no one wants it." Turning around, she asked Shi Chunyue, "Aunt Niu, how do you feel now?"

Shi Chunyue with a sallow complexion opened her mouth: "It's better now."

Zhao Yuyan still rested his hand on Shi Chunyue's veins, and said suspiciously: "I have only studied medicine for three years, so I'm not sure, Ma Erniang, or you can find another old doctor to take care of it."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Yuyan's expression scared Ma Miner to stand up immediately.

"She...she seems to be pregnant..."

Niu Dabao felt as if he had suffered a stroke, "You...what are you talking about..." His eyes were as big as copper bells.

"When I was studying medicine, I didn't aspire to be here. I went to learn characters and the Analects of Confucius, so...so I don't know if I can be sure..." Zhao Yuyan was not good at studies, and said very guilty.

But he didn't know that his words were like a bomb, making Niu Dabao's hair buzz, and also shocked the Shi family who had just arrived at the door speechless.

Ma Min'er frowned, as if she understood something, quickly took out two liang of silver from her purse, and said to Xiaoyou, "Go to the town and invite the only old man, if you think the money is not enough, come here. I'll give it again."

"Yes, my little boss." Fu Xiaoyou was feeling guilty, and ran out quickly regardless of the heavy snow blocking the road.

Because the small shed was too small, the Shi family members stood at the door, regardless of the heavy snow outside, the little scholar's words made them both excited and afraid to speak.

Especially Mrs. Shi sitting next to her daughter, wiping her tears all the time.

Ma Min'er stretched out her hand to pat Aunt Shi, "Don't cry, Auntie Niu, don't get excited, or your stomach will hurt."

"I...I don't cry, I don't cry." Aunt Shi wiped her tears again and again.

Why didn't the doctor in the town come yet? Niu Dabao was anxious and irritable, and couldn't help asking again: "Brother Zhao, you...you give me a hand, they all said that my wife can't have children, did they make a mistake?" ?”

Ma Min'er snorted, "Uncle Nian, what are you talking about?"

"what……"

No one expected that Ma Min'er would lose his temper with Niu Dabao at this time.

"Second... Second Niang..."

Ma Min'er stretched out her hand to pat Shi Chunyue who was restless, then turned her head and said, "Uncle Niu, let me tell you, I don't think there is any woman in the Shi family who doesn't have children."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Aunt Shi, who was crying, agreed happily, "Our family will have children."

"Then... I..." Niu Dabao squatted on the ground with his head in his arms as everyone watched.

"Do you know why Aunt Niu has been unable to conceive a child for so long? It's all because of your Niu family's humiliation, which made her body cross. How can she conceive a child?"

Niu Dabao cried like a child.

Shi Chunyue was lying on the floor, covered with a quilt, and weeping silently. Isn't that what the little boss said.

After a while, when Niu Dabao's crying subsided, Ma Min'er said again: "Recently, you left Niu's house, you have a good life, and your mood is relaxed. I guess Aunt Niu is probably pregnant." It's time to have a baby, wait for the doctor to come, and quickly prescribe a prescription to protect the baby."

Father Fu hurriedly said: "The little boss's family is Fuwa. They said that Yueniang is pregnant with a baby, so she must be."

"Father, don't make trouble." Ma Min'er laughed.

Father Fu chuckled and took a step back.

The Shi family, who had been too stuffy to speak, were overjoyed to hear what Ma Miner said. Father Shi hurriedly asked the eldest son to go back: "You kill that old hen, and let your wife stew it for Yueniang."

"That's right, I'll go back right away." Shi Kuan was about to go back happily.

Ma Min'er shouted: "Uncle Shi, don't be so busy, wait until the doctor comes and he is diagnosed, and then ask the doctor what Aunt Niu can and cannot eat."

"Oh oh oh." The Shi family was so happy that they had no idea.

Half an hour later, Lao Lang came and finally came to a conclusion, "My little brother is right, the stomachache is caused by the cold, as for morning sickness, there is a baby in the stomach, and the smell of oil is easy to cause vomiting .”

"God, Yueniang finally got it, got it..." Niu Dabao cried again.

Shi Chunyue also shed tears, but tears of joy. In the middle of the night, everyone was worrying about her stomach, and she felt extremely happy.

"That belly..." Ma Min'er wanted to ask if the pain would cause a miscarriage.

The old doctor said: "It doesn't matter, but just in case, I still prescribe two doses of anti-pregnancy prescriptions. After taking it, it should be fine."

"Thank you doctor." Ma Min'er asked, "How much?"

"Brother Fu gave me extra money just now!" The old man put the extra money on the table, "Which one of you will come with me to get the prescription?"

"I'll go." Fu Xiaoyou shouted.

Shi Kuan saw that Xiaoyou's body was wet by Xueluo just now, so if he could let him go again, he rushed to follow the doctor himself.

Finally, when the dust settled and everyone's minds settled, Ma Min'er thought for a while and said, "Aunt Niu, you're going to go to the ground or push the cart in the future, so you can concentrate on raising the fetus and giving birth."

"Then...then how can it work? Our villagers are all at the moment before raising a baby."

This is true. It seems unrealistic not to let her work. Suddenly, I thought of recruiting and cooking servants. I glanced at the simple Shi Chunyue. Let her do the spare work, so she said, "Aunt Niu—"

"Little boss..."

Shi Chunyue, who was lying on the floor, was about to get up, but was held down by Ma Miner who was squatting down, "Aunt Niu, our family may be very busy in the spring of next year, and we need to hire a cook at home. Let's see if we can..."

"Able...too capable..." Niu Dabao stepped up to Ma Min'er and was about to kneel down to her, but she stared back, "If you dare to do this again in the future, don't even think about working in my house."

"No...don't dare!" Niu Dabao straightened his head like a child.

Seeing that his youngest daughter's housework was settled, Father Shi secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and said to everyone: "It's getting late, everyone, please go back."

Aunt Shi wanted to stay and take care of her daughter, but was pulled away by Daddy Shi, "The house is so small, what do you look like staying here, hurry up and come over early tomorrow."

"Oh……"

One after another, everyone left the hut, and the overcrowded hut was instantly emptied.

"Yueniang..." Niu Dabao sat next to his wife and held her hand with both hands, "Yueniang, we have a child, we have a child."

"Brother Dabao, it's not that I can't give birth, it's not that I can't give birth..."

"Yueniang, don't cry, take care of yourself quickly, and cook for the little boss."

"Okay." Shi Chunyue wiped away tears, "I won't cry from now on, I don't want to cry away my good days."

"Yes, we won't cry in the future. When we have money, we will settle down in Xiaowang Village and never go back to that suffering home."

"Well, I listen to Brother Dabao."

Outside the small courtyard, the snow is still falling, fluttering down from the sky, onto the roof, onto the ground, getting bigger and bigger, like a blanket on the ground, covering the withered grass, covering the The black earth, between heaven and earth, instantly became a world covered in silver.

It is true that money can turn ghosts around. All the officials in the yamen of Yunshui Town, because they donated money to build private schools, are all very busy. Whether they are assigned jobs or not, they are all active. Incredible.

By the end of the year, most of the ten majestic tile-roofed houses will be completed, and they will wait for the top of Xieshan Mountain in the coming year (here is the top of Xieshan Mountain with single eaves, second only to the highest-level architectural style of double eaves and veranda halls).

When Ma Miner heard people talking about the roof of the private school, she not only looked at Li Tingzhang with admiration, "The specifications of the roof of the academy are the same as the roof of the government office?"

Shen Hou'er nodded solemnly, "Yes, yes!"

Ma Min'er smiled: "What does Li Tingchang mean to pay attention to education?"

"That's right, Li Tingchang said that the small Yunshui Town is lucky enough to have the former emperor's teacher settle down. Whatever he says, he must be honored by the emperor's teacher and cultivate some talents."

(End of this chapter)