The whole village is suffering from tuberculosis, but I have 10,000 acres of top-quality medicinal f

The girl quickly glanced in the direction of the inner room and nodded: "Okay."

She didn't do it herself either, with a confident look on her face as if she was free to choose, everyone would be fine anyway.

Duan Qingqiu was slightly surprised by this appearance, but then he thought, if he was really a cowardly person with no independent opinions, he wouldn't have been so bold as to come forward last time.

After roughly trying it, the taste is even better than the appearance, and the price is very cheap.

"Did you grow and dry these yourself?"

"That's right." When talking about this, Ning Xiaomei changed her shyness and timidity and immediately started talking.

From every tree to every seed, we know when to loosen soil and fertilize, and when to prune branches.

"You are so awesome." Duan Qingqiu praised without hesitation.

The girl's eyes were bright, but when she heard the next question, her whole body shrank again.

"It's almost the end of winter. Why are there so many of such good products left?"

Duan Qingqiu was really curious. He didn't expect that after asking, the other party would be so lonely and sad.

"Because... my mother won't let me go to town to sell." There was a soft sigh, so low that it was almost inaudible.

She was stunned, and based on what she had just overheard, she roughly guessed the reason.

Widow Lu was already very controlling, and she was suspicious of even normal conversations between the girl and the men in the village.

If she goes to the town, she, as an old woman, can't control who she meets or what she does. As time goes by, her courage grows fat, and she won't turn the world upside down?

In Widow Lu's heart, Xiao Ning is not a person, but the property of the Liang family and her damn son.

I would rather stay in the village and suffer slowly than go out to earn more money.

Duan Qingqiu looked around at the dilapidated scene and couldn't help but feel a little ironic.

No wonder there are so many money trees inside and outside the house, but you are still so poor that you don’t know how to cherish the food God gives you!

"I will take five kilograms each today, and I will need it every day from now on. If that happens, can you deliver it to my door?"

Ning Xiaomei's eyes widened, obviously feeling incredible.

"Do you really need it every day?"

"Yeah." Duan Qingqiu paused and added conservatively, "If nothing unexpected happens."

The girl's face burst into ecstasy. She was about to nod but then thought of something. After saying "Please wait a moment", she quickly ran into the house.

Soon, Mrs. Lu’s low curses were heard in the house.

After a while, a figure walked out excitedly: "I can give it to you! I won't let you down!"

Duan Qingqiu returned home, handed the things in his hands to his brother and sister, told them how to clean them, and then went to the kitchen to scoop up a cup of hot water and drink it.

"call……"

It was a bit too cold that day. After walking on the mountain road for more than half an hour, I was actually frozen to the bone.

After drinking the water, Ah Zhi happened to come back from outside.

He piled the chopped firewood into the pile, dusted himself off, and walked to his hut.

Duan Qingqiu suddenly thought of something and followed him.

"that……"

She didn't expect the other person to take off his clothes so quickly. Almost from the front to the back, the underwear was already half open, revealing a strong chest that was no longer unfamiliar to her.

The second half of the sentence got stuck in my throat, and I was in a dilemma for a while.

It doesn't look good to continue standing.

Turning around and running away, it seemed even weirder.

Why is it that the more familiar this becomes, the more embarrassing it becomes.

"Is something wrong?" With a long finger, Ah Zhi tied the knot back slowly and wrapped it in his coat.

Duan Qingqiu couldn't help but swallow his saliva, vaguely feeling a bit regretful.

"Well, I just wanted to come...to apologize to you."

"Apologise?" The man raised his slender eyebrows and looked cautious in his dark eyes, "Don't tell me that I don't have a share in the soybean stewed pig's trotters tonight."

"...How did you know you were going to eat this tonight?!"

"The pig's trotters are hidden in the vat and the soybeans are soaked in the basin. It's obvious."

"..." This kid can't escape his dog eyes even if he has something to eat!

"Of course not!" Duan Qingqiu said angrily, "What else is hiding? Don't make it sound like I'm abusing you like a stepmother!"

As soon as this metaphor came out, both of them were silent.

She cleared her throat: "Back to business, that..."

In just a few moments, he said "that" three times.

Ah Zhi raised an eyebrow slightly.

She closed her eyes and said with all her strength: "The day you woke up, I shouldn't have been lying on you, telling you that the Duan family was dead and the Duan family was a ghost!"

The man was stunned, pursed his lips, and looked a little weird.

"sorry!"

After she said everything, Duan Qingqiu suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. She laughed again. Because she had lost so much fat on her face, two small dimples were revealed at the corners of her lips.

Shallowly, vaguely, making the whole face more and more vivid.

"Actually, I just wanted to scare you at the time. I had no other intention. You see, I didn't bully you much, right, so... So don't think too much, just keep working hard, follow me, and I guarantee you will have meat to eat every day! "

The somewhat round little face was full of energy, and the big eyes seemed to be filled with black grapes soaked in water, blinking with dignity.

Ah Zhi didn't pay attention to what the other person was saying. He looked at the white and rosy cheeks and felt a little itchy on his fingertips.

Want to pinch.

But if I pinch it, will I really not be given meat at night?

During the battle between heaven and man, the prey at hand has already turned around and is about to leave.

Duan Qingqiu stepped out and turned back to warn: "I know you love to be clean, but it's so cold, don't just...take off your clothes like that, cough, we don't have any measures to keep warm at home now, please be careful and don't catch the cold." ."

After saying that, he closed the door behind his back and strode away.

Rubbing his calloused fingertips, Ah Zhi let out a sigh of regret.

That’s all, it’s still important to eat meat.

Butcher Chen was unwilling to accept the money for two pig's trotters for twenty cents. After a long stalemate, he accepted the offer and secretly gave one away.

As evening approaches, the cooking begins.

Not many people eat pig trotters.

The poor people think that for the same price, it is better to just buy some meat and go home.

But these days, rich people pay attention to etiquette at the dinner table, and chewing pig's trotters is really uncivilized, so it is not popular.

Duan Qingqiu first roasted the skin with fire to remove any stray hairs.

Then he called A Zhi, a ready-made laborer, and ordered him to chop the pig's trotters into small pieces.

The man is no longer like he was in the autumn when his hands could not be lifted or shouldered. Now he can lift and drop the knife in his hand, chopping bones as easily as cutting tofu.

Of course, after the chop was done, they were immediately kicked out of the kitchen and were not allowed to stay longer.

Pour cold water into the pot, add ginger slices, rice wine, etc. to remove the fishy smell, and remove after the foam floats.

When the pot is heated again, add sugar to the oil, stir-fry until the color turns sugar, roll in the pig's trotters and keep turning. Soon, the white skin will be dyed with sauce color, accompanied by bursts of meaty aroma, both visually and olfactory, it is mouth-watering. .