The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

Lan Wangshu stretched out his slender white fingers and touched his cheek. Lan Luochen felt a little embarrassed by the tone of coaxing a child. With red ears and holding the poke, he hurried out.

The girl sent Lan Luochen away and thought about making something new to eat today. The ingredients she asked Lan Luochen to take out were all vegetarian. She rolled her eyes and thought, why not just make fried skewers, which would also make a child cry.

She did it right away. She took out a clay pot from the cabinet and put all the lard in it into the pot. She took out the wooden skewers left over from the barbecue from the space, soaked them in strong liquor for a while, and put them aside to let the alcohol evaporate.

She was preparing to make a sauce and a condiment, and put several Chinese herbal seasonings together. The white solid in the pot slowly turned into oil, emitting a fragrance, and soon a faint smoke appeared on the surface of the oil. She squatted down and pulled the firewood out.

He picked up a large spoon and scooped a spoonful of boiling oil, then poured it directly on the spices. With a sizzling sound, the spices became curled and oily, and a huge and aggressive aroma spread out through the crack in the door.

Zhou Xingnan and the twins were no longer in the mood to play and were just sniffing greedily not far from the kitchen.

Lan Luochen washed the dishes in his hands attentively, washing them cleanly and carefully. He looked at the three people who were lying on the crack of the door with their buttocks sticking up, and shook his head.

Zhou Xingnan is a really amazing person. He has made the usually calm Lan Wangyu a little more lively.

His movements were swift, and his hands were soaked in the cold spring water. His five white fingers were frozen and turned a little red, forming a sharp contrast with his wrists.

Lan Duoduo covered himself with his cloak and looked at them. This home was very lively and he liked it very much.

"Master, it's time to go back and take your medicine."

Zhang Cuicui walked to his side and looked at Lan Duoduo's eager eyes. She understood his desire. As long as she took good care of him, one day he would be able to run in the snow like an ordinary child.

Lan Duoduo withdrew his gaze and looked at the big bowl of medicine with a strange smell in Zhang Cuicui's hand. He felt bitter on the tip of his tongue before he even drank it.

As soon as he opened his lips a little, he felt a little nauseous and almost vomited.

Zhang Cuicui's face looked a little ugly. She felt that she had neglected her duty by letting Lan Duoduo drink such unpalatable medicine. The woman thought for a moment and put the medicine on the table.

"Master, I'm going to buy some candied fruit."

"No need for that. I can bear this little suffering. What could be more painful than not being able to avenge a blood relative?"

Lan Duoduo shook his head, his eyes were unfocused, with a wry smile and self-mockery on his lips, he picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking it, he felt like his whole body was shrinking due to the bitterness. The bitter taste spread in his mouth, and even his stomach felt the same. He felt like vomiting very much, but he had to suppress it because he didn't want to make Zhang Cuicui sad.

"Master, you have suffered."

Zhang Cuicui looked at the young man who looked more and more like the queen, and couldn't help but think of the old friends. Her eyes turned slightly red. If the king and queen were still alive, the young master wouldn't have to suffer such a hardship.

Suddenly, Lan Duoduo's nose moved, and then he became more and more unrestrained.

"Aunt Cui, do you smell it?"

"I smelled it, and thought the girl was probably cooking something delicious."

Zhang Cuicui looked at the little master with bright eyes and full of vitality, and for a moment she was so happy that she cried. She turned her head and quickly wiped her tears with her sleeve, looking at Lan Duoduo with a smile in her eyes. Her introspection and gratitude towards Lan Wangshu increased even more.

Lan Luochen had almost finished the work at hand, so he walked to the kitchen door and patted the three people blocking the door.

After they made room for him, he naturally walked in with the dishes.

"Sister, how should we place these dishes?"

Lan Wangshu picked up a stainless steel knife sharpener, which could make cuts very quickly.

"Look, put the vegetables here, wipe it, and there will be thin slices in the basin. Have you learned it?"

She placed the board in a larger wooden basin, tilted it at an angle, picked up a potato and shook it back and forth, then picked up a potato chip that was as translucent as paper and shook it in front of Lan Luochen.

The boy obviously hasn't recovered from his shock yet. Is this another new work?

"Learned."

He nodded slowly, studying the structure of the small board. He wanted to touch the blade with his fingers, but Lan Wangshu grabbed his wrist.

"This is very sharp, don't hurt your hands. Do you know that many people get sick because of wound infections?"

Lan Wangshu looked at him with some disapproval. Lan Luochen gladly accepted the instructions from his sister, took the things to the outer room, and started to work.

Soon a group of people gathered around him. In addition to the three people, even Lan Duoduo came out to watch.

For some reason, Lan Luochen felt like a monkey performing outside with its neck locked. When he looked up, all he could see in front of him was a dark mass of heads.

"What are you doing?"

Lan Luochen frowned and moved his hands faster.

"Second brother, what is this?"

Lan Wangyu was almost obsessed with what he saw. It was so magical that the slices could be cut into equally thin slices. In the future, people who didn't need knife skills would be able to make delicious dishes.

"My sister gave it to me. Here is the blade. Just put the vegetables like this and that's it."