Reading through the book: The evil first wife of the first assistant family is a miracle doctor

Su family

For dinner, we made stir-fried fatty intestines, leek-flavored pork blood, stir-fried loofah, mushroom meat sauce, white flour steamed buns, and millet porridge.

I didn’t dare to add spice to the fat intestines, so I used a few green onions.

He poured out a bowl each of fat intestines and pig blood and asked Sister Qiao to deliver them to Lu Liang.

Because it was inconvenient for Brother Lin, Ye Qianqian moved the small kitchen table to the kang.

The whole family sat on the kang and ate.

The aroma goes straight to the nose, and the fat intestines have become everyone's favorite food, even more delicious than the ribs.

Mrs. Liu sighed: "I didn't expect these intestines to be so delicious. Qianqian, the master who taught you cooking is really amazing."

Fat intestines only cost 3 Wen per pound. From now on, she would not feel bad if she ate them every day. It was much more cost-effective than eating meat.

"Yes, sister-in-law, our family is really living a fairy life!" Brother Lin was so satisfied with his meal.

Even Su Moyang nodded: "It's delicious."

Ye Qianqian feels very accomplished.

"It will taste better if you stir-fry it with chili peppers. When you are all better, we will make spicy ones, as well as the meat sauce. Oh, it seems that Sister Qiao can't eat it."

Sister Qiao quickly said: "It's edible, sister-in-law."

"That's great. We are indeed a family. We have the same taste."

Su Moyang glanced at her silently.

Ms. Liu smiled and said, "Your sister-in-law has really raised you two to be piglets, and you are now getting fatter by the looks of it."

Indeed, Sister Qiao's and Brother Lin's cheeks have become rounder, and their skin is brighter than before.

Especially for Su Moyang, his tanned skin from working all over the world in the past few days seemed to have faded and turned white again.

In addition, he has been eating better these days, his complexion is like jade, and he looks even more like a noble man.

A few people were eating and talking and laughing, when Su Moyang suddenly stopped using his chopsticks.

I quickly got off the kang, put on my shoes, and went out.

"What's wrong?" Ms. Liu didn't know why.

Ye Qianqian said: "You guys eat, I'll go take a look."

After saying that, he got off the kang and ran out.

The Su family's courtyard wall only has stones on the bottom layer, and there are earth walls on top, about two meters high.

At this moment, Su Moyang stood under the wall, bending down to check.

"What's wrong?" Ye Qianqian squatted down.

Even in the dark, one cannot see clearly.

"There seemed to be someone on the wall just now. I couldn't see clearly. Bring an oil lamp over here."

Su Moyang moved the broken door panel, stepped on it and climbed up.

Ye Qianqian brought an oil lamp and handed it to him.

Soon Su Moyang came down, his expression condensed.

"There are definitely signs of someone climbing on it."

Ye Qianqian thought for a moment, "It's probably not a bandit. It's most likely someone from the village. Our food is fragrant, so it will inevitably attract those with unclean hands and feet."

Su Moyang thought so too.

He said solemnly: "I'll find a dog tomorrow."

"You should have a dog. The whole family, old and young, don't have a dog to look after the house. What do you think?"

Su Moyang looked at her lightly and said softly: "It turns out there was. On the second day after we got married, you thought it was noisy and kicked it out."

Ye Qianqian: "..."

I feel guilty and dare not speak.

In the darkness, Su Moyang seemed to chuckle, and the wind blew by and disappeared without a trace.

She suspected that her ears had misheard.

"Dogs are not safe either. If he takes drugs like me, I think I should hang a bell on the door, oh, and put mousetraps on the wall. If he dares to come, I will cut off his legs."

"Good idea, just do it."

Women sing and husbands follow.

When the two of them entered the house, no one mentioned this, only that there were mice fighting under the wall.

At night, Su Moyang continued to write fables, while Ye Qianqian was also drawing with charcoal.

Su Moyang took a glance, they were all beautiful dresses that she had never seen before.

Very flamboyant.

Is this what she wore in the places she stayed?

He affirmed again that this was definitely not something from the Great Yan Kingdom.

I heard that from the Dayan Kingdom to the west, after passing the Xiqiang, Chechi, there is an endless desert. Beyond the ocean, there are still human traces. Could it be that country over there?

But her language and knowledge are consistent with Dayan.

Be puzzled.

Maybe one day, she will reveal her secret to him...

When Ye Qianqian saw him stop writing, she thought he had finished writing another story, so she told the next one.

She was tired and crawled onto the bed. While talking, she continued to lie down and draw, dangling with her legs crossed.

There are really no rules at all.

"If you are tired, just finish telling the story in one go and go to bed first. I will remember it."

"True or false? Overthinking?"

"It's not that exaggerated, it can be remembered for a short time." Su Moyang was modest.

Ye Qianqian got excited, searched in her mind, and talked about more than 30 words in one breath.

The first volume is definitely enough.

After she finished speaking, Su Moyang also wrote down more than 30 titles on the paper.

Then start writing.

Ye Qianqian looked at it for a while and found that he really didn't ask again.

Genius!

You should have told me earlier!It was so bad that she stayed with me to write for so long.

By the time Su Moyang felt tired, it was midnight.

Squeezing her sore wrist, she turned around and saw that Ye Qianqian had fallen asleep.

She still held the drawing she drew in her hand.

Lying down, he took up all the space for two people.

She is really becoming less and less reserved. Does she really treat him as a brother? Are you so relieved?

Su Moyang came over quietly and looked at her sleeping face unscrupulously.

A pair of beautiful crescent eyebrows, eyebrows and beards are even and smooth, no need for embellishment by Shidai.

The eyelashes are slightly curled and thick, like the flapping wings of a butterfly.

Qiong nose, sandalwood mouth, round chin.

Further down, the slender neck is porcelain white and smooth, and with breathing, you can see the faint pulse rising and falling.

The small and fleshy earlobes are said to be a symbol of good fortune. This is where he kissed at noon...

There is an elegant hibiscus scent...

After she became her, she never put on powder.

Then this is her body fragrance...

Su Moyang blushed and reached out to pull up her crooked bed collar.

Then he took out the manuscript and put it aside, gently picked it up, put it straight, and covered it with a quilt.

One person went to the kitchen, boiled water, watered the trees, and scrubbed himself.

When she came back, the quilt on Ye Qianqian's body had been kicked down to her feet, and one foot was hanging in the air, pedaling on the wall with a curtain inside.

How come you can come out with so many postures after taking a nap?

Su Moyang went over to take off her legs and pulled the quilt away.

But she turned over and put her legs around his waist.

At this moment, Su Moyang didn't dare to move at all.

The whole night was hazy, half asleep, not sure whether I was asleep or not.

Anyway, when she got up according to her body's rules, Ye Qianqian was still awake and her posture became prone again.

People like Su Moyang, who lie down in the same position until dawn, really can't figure this out.

When Ye Qianqian woke up, she knew it was eight or nine o'clock in the morning.

Opening the bed curtain, I saw that the table was covered with written papers.

It seems that Su Moyang wrote again in the morning.

She got up, changed her clothes, and went over to take a look.

Good guy, I’ve finished writing all the stories I told you yesterday, and the papers that have been dried have been stacked, and there are still these ink stains that are still wet.

So, the first volume is finished?

"What kind of brain do you have? Did you grow up eating dha?"

Someone was talking in the yard, mumbling under their breath, and it sounded like Aunt Wang's voice.