After the evil daughter-in-law was crossed, the disabled villain was redeemed

hungry?

His appetite...

Isn’t it just a bun? Can’t you be full with half a steamed bun?

Why did I eat three buns, a boiled egg, and a plate of fruit this morning?

Perhaps because he saw Nanzhi's hesitation, Yuan Mo felt a little guilty.

His Adam's apple rolled and he whispered:

"I won't eat at night."

Nanzhi didn't say much and took his wrist.

Yuan Mo thought she was angry and wanted to fight with him like before.

I wanted to pull back subconsciously, but I restrained myself.

She just lowered her eyelids, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Nanzhi took his wrist and gently felt his pulse.

No signs of indigestion were found, and the stomach and intestines were unobstructed.

She no longer worried, put down his wrist, and smiled softly:

"How can you skip meals? If you're not hungry after lunch, you can eat later in the evening, and you can even drink less soup!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Mo looked up at her in surprise.

For some reason, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes, which seemed a little aggrieved.

Nanzhi looked at his innocent expression and felt that he looked very much like the little puppy she had seen in a book before.

She wanted to touch his head, but she held back...

I took the empty plate out of the bedroom, cleaned it, and filled it with cherries again.

Put it on Yuan Mo’s small table.

"Strawberries are cold in nature. Eating too much can cause diarrhea. You ate a lot today. You can't eat them for the next few days! Eat this instead. It's delicious too!"

After saying that, she picked up one, removed the stem, and put it to his mouth.

Yuan Mo was surprised for a moment, then gently took it under Nanzhi's gentle gaze.

Being expected to put it in your mouth.

However, the wonderful taste of cherries brought him back to his senses in an instant.

Plump, juicy, sweet and sour.

The taste is crispy and tender, with a long aftertaste.

This thing is sweeter and milder than grapes and tastes smoother than strawberries!

The taste is sweet and the flesh is delicate.

Beautiful appearance, ruddy color...

Even though he has traveled all over the country for many years, he has never seen this kind of fruit!

He dared to assert that this could not have been bought in town!

Could it be the tribute that foreign nations presented to the capital city within this year?

Other than that, he couldn't find a reasonable explanation...

But how did Nanzhi get it?

“This fruit…”

Nanzhi was very proud when she saw his astonishment.

I used the excuse I had already thought of to evade him.

"I found these wild fruits in the mountains. If you like them, I'll pick some more tomorrow!"

Mountain village?

Yuan Mo naturally didn't believe it.

Seeing that she didn't seem to want to say more, he didn't ask any more questions.

I just became more curious about her.

I felt the fog surrounding her become thicker.

Thinking of last night's dream, he had an extremely reluctant guess in his heart...

Could it be that Wang Erlai gave it to her?

But it seems unlikely!

That scoundrel would never share anything with her even if he had something rare!

It's almost like cheating her out of her money!

I don't know what happened to the fifty taels I received yesterday...

How much is left in her hands now?

Nanzhi was unaware of his inner thoughts. Seeing him lower his eyes, she gave him a warning:

"I'm going to clean up the fish. Call me when you get tired of sitting!"

Then he went to deal with the crucian carp.

Gut both fish.

Nanzhi cooked another pot of white rice.

By the time the aroma of rice filled the courtyard, the sun was about to set.

It seemed like the time was almost right and Yuanmo should be hungry, so Nanzhi put two crucian carps into the pot.

The freshness of the fish soup and the fragrance of the rice.

The villagers who had just returned from spring plowing couldn't help but look into the yard.

Seeing her come out to pour water, the curious asked with a smile:

"What delicious food is Dalang's family making? It smells so good..."

Nanzhi did not hide anything and greeted openly:

"I made some fish soup for Yuan Mo. Has sister-in-law eaten it? Do you want to eat some with me?"

How can they do this!

He quickly waved his hand with a smile.

"No, no, there are still people at home waiting for me to cook..."

"Yuan Dalang is so lucky to have a wife like you!"

The villagers behind him echoed, but were teased by the woman:

"What's wrong? Your sister-in-law Xiuhong treated you badly!"

"How could that be possible!" the man hastily tried to make amends, "Xiuhong treats me very well!"

Xiuhong, who followed closely behind, grabbed the man's ear with a smile.

"You don't dare to say it even if it's not good, right? Wang Dazhi?"

"Hey, it hurts!"

The people in front and behind all burst into laughter when they saw this.

After Xiuhong taught her man a lesson, she did not forget to greet Nanzhi.

"Sister Nanzhi, please come to my house when you have time!"

"okay!"

Even though Nanzhi couldn't remember who these people belonged to.

But with the afterglow of the setting sun, it is particularly warm.

After watching everyone leave at the gate, Nanzhi was about to turn back to the courtyard when he saw...

Not far away by the stream, Lin Erhu and Wang Xiaoe from next door were fishing with their son in the water...

Nanzhi blinked and scratched his head helplessly and amusedly.

He carried the wooden basin back to the house.

The fish soup and steamed eggs were brought to the small table, and two bowls of white rice were served.

The flawless whiteness and fragrant aroma of the rice made Yuan Mo couldn't help but be amazed.

Polished rice?

There is no rice husk or impurities...

The fineness of this rice is definitely at the tribute rice level!

No, even tribute rice is not as sweet, soft and sticky as this one, with each grain distinct!

This rice...

He looked up at Nanzhi in confusion, but Nanzhi didn't suspect him at all.

Yuan Mo seemed to be so accustomed to it that he began to doubt himself.

Did the world change during the year he was bedridden?

Is rice already so refined?

Take a sip, and the aftertaste will be full of fragrance...

Even without any vegetables, you can still eat a big bowl!

"Have some fish soup first."

Nanzhi calmly served a bowl of milky white fish soup and handed it to Yuan Mo.

Yuan Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and took it hesitantly.

I feel inexplicably terrified about the life of luxury nowadays...

If I keep squandering like this, fifty-two taels won’t even be enough for a month!

If I spend all the money, will I be hungry?

The puppy is panicking.jpg.

However, fortunately, I secretly hid some private money to save my life.

Although it's not much, it can be used as a last resort.

Nanzhi was completely unaware of Yuanmo's worry.

While mixing the steamed egg into the rice, I told him the interesting story that just happened.

"Yuan Mo, who are Xiuhong and Wang Dazhi? They seem easy to get along with..."

Yuan Mo took a sip of the fish soup and was so amazed by how delicious it was.

But after hearing her idle chatter, he raised his head and replied:

"Lin Xiuhong is the sister of Lin Erhu next door. She is married to Wang Dazhi and lives in the east of the village."

When mentioning Wang Dazhi, Yuan Mo thought of his younger brother Wang Erlai.

He lowered his head in silence and drank the fish soup.

"Is the east of the village...far from our home?"

Our...home?

Yuan Mo paused holding the bowl, and a warm feeling rose in his heart.

He gently pressed down the corners of his slightly raised mouth and straightened his voice.

"Not far."

Nanzhi nodded. Just as she was about to tell him about Lin Erhu and Wang Xiaoe fishing next door, she heard someone yelling and cursing outside the door:

"Damn you Yuan Dalang! How can you eat meat buns and drink fish soup after you killed my man?!"