In the book, I was fed by my sister

On an autumn morning, the sunlight shines through the bare locust trees in the yard, creating mottled shadows on the ground.

There is peace and tranquility in the Song family's small courtyard.

Song Ran was humming a tune while making pancakes when there were knocks on the gate.

"Xiaoguai, go open the door. The meat delivery guy should be here."

Song Li walked towards the courtyard gate and realized that the person coming was not a stranger.

It’s Li Manpeng.

She became suspicious and wondered what this person was doing here.

After a long while, Song Ran didn't hear any sound, so he wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen.

"Xiaoguai, aren't you here to deliver the meat? Ah!!!"

She screamed, stepped forward quickly, covered Song Li's eyes, then picked her up and closed the gate.

When she recovered, she quickly asked the person in her arms, "Little darling, are you scared? Don't be afraid..."

Song Li wiped the sweat from her sister's forehead and looked through the crack in the door at the smug-looking man outside.

That person is so hateful. He scared my sister.

Outside the door, Li Manpeng heard a sharp woman's scream.

This voice filled him with satisfaction, as if he had achieved a certain goal. He put down the robe in his hand, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of a sneer.

He was probably crazy. His injuries had healed, but he couldn't control his urge to urinate.

He felt like everyone was laughing at him and talking about him behind his back.

Everyone could smell him.

He wanted revenge and to completely destroy that fool.

He also wants to take revenge on all women. His life was ruined by two women. He is determined to make all women feel afraid because of him.

Song Ran was still in shock. Thinking back to the scene just now, he still felt a lingering fear.

While she was still in a daze, the voice of the butcher knocking and shouting several times came from outside the door. This sound brought her back to reality from her memories, and she hurried to open the door.

"I thought Miss Song wasn't home." The old man who delivered the meat saw that Song Ran looked pale, and couldn't help but ask with concern: "Miss Song, are you sick? If you are not feeling well, I will take the meat back, and you can have a good rest."

"No, it's just..."

Song Ran didn't know how to describe the absurdity of the scene that had just happened to a man.

"Uncle, please help me carry the meat to the yard."

Four pig feet, five pig hearts, two pig lungs, two pig faces, and two large baskets of cleaned pig intestines.

Looking at this large basket of meat, Song Ran finally came to his senses.

"Come over in the evening to get them. Remember to bring a few extra bars."

For the rest of the day, Song Ran was busy blanching, marinating, and stewing.

A lot of firewood was used up at home.

She even used two large pots, the one in the kitchen and the new stove in the back.

Song Ran went into the greenhouse to feel the temperature inside. The weather was not cold enough yet, but he was afraid that the stove outside would burn and make the temperature inside the house too high.

In this room, mushrooms are growing on the wall.

Near the window, I planted some purple melons and white cucumbers, which are now sprouting new buds.

Looking at the new seedlings, Song Ran felt relieved. "This fire hole is great. We will have fresh vegetables to eat in the winter."

Song Ran was busy and forgot about what happened in the morning.

Many people in the village were poisoned by Li Manpeng.

Especially the young girls, some of them were so scared that they burst into tears.

But if he chased Li Manpeng and beat and scolded him, he would be even more excited.

The men in the family who knew about this picked up sticks and went to beat the guy, but the guy became as slippery as a loach and ran into the mountains when people chased him.

"It was a dog, don't let me catch it!"

Unable to catch Li Manpeng, these people came to Wu Yinhong to reason.

Wu Yinhong looked at these people with red and white faces and said, "Humph, you can beat or kill Li Manpeng if you want, but don't come to trouble me."

afternoon.

The carriages carrying mushrooms arrived, and this time there were two carriages.

"Manager Wang, I didn't expect you to come here in person!" Song Ran looked at Mrs. Wang who got off the car, his surprise beyond words.

Her yard was always tidy, but today, she was chopping and washing meat, and the basins filled the yard. “My yard is a mess, and I can’t entertain you properly.”

When Mrs. Wang saw Song Ran and Song Li, she almost couldn't breathe.

She originally planned to take the two sisters with her when the old lady returned to Beijing, but...

After not seeing them for a few months, the big one has become darker and stronger, and the small one has become like a coal ball.

An Zi, who was standing by, looked at Wang Po's face and felt a little uneasy. He thought of the plan Wang Po mentioned on the way and turned his gaze to Song Ran.

The girl in front of me has dark skin. In order to make it easier to work, she rolled up her sleeves. The muscles on her arms are strong and powerful. At first glance, she is a girl who is used to doing rough work at home.

He thought to himself, which maid who takes care of her master personally is not thin and fair?

The skin color of these two sisters is darker than that of the maids sweeping the floor in the mansion.

He always asked Ah Fu to come and get the mushrooms, and he didn't even know that this man had changed his appearance.

He looked at Mrs. Wang's increasingly gloomy face and forced a smile, "Miss Song, your cooking skills are truly amazing. I can smell the fragrance from a long distance away."

Mrs. Wang shook her head slightly.

Anzi understood that even if he had this skill, he was not suitable to enter the mansion. Besides, the master did not like to eat heavy-tasting food.

Pity.

Song Ran smiled and replied, "I just helped with a wedding in the neighboring village and made some stewed dishes. It's not really a skill."

An Zi coughed lightly and said, "Miss Song, we will be returning to Beijing with the old lady in a few days. This time, if you have any mushrooms that have been fermented, we will take them all away."

Upon hearing the news, Song Ran's heart tightened, as if he saw the money he had earned grow wings and fly away.

"Okay, then Manager An, please come into the house and take a look."

Song Li, who was standing by, also understood what was going on and realized that this might be the last time he would come to buy mushrooms.

An Zi followed Song Ran into the greenhouse. He was surprised by the temperature of the room and couldn't help but sigh: "This room is exceptionally warm."

He looked at the row of bamboo baskets by the window, and a row of green plants grew out of the soil in the baskets.

"Miss Song has really deft hands. This looks like an eggplant seedling."

Song Ran smiled slightly and replied, "Yes, these are indeed eggplant seedlings."

An Zi continued, "To be honest, Miss Song, we have tried to grow these mushrooms before, using the soil you brought, but for some reason, they never grew well. Today, it seems that you, Miss Song, must have put a lot of thought into this room."

Song Ran was delighted to hear that someone had used her soil to grow mushrooms before, but it didn't work. After all, she felt that the mushrooms in her hands were too easy to grow, and she was really afraid that someone would learn from her.

"Let me open the lid for you and take a look."

It takes half a month for these mushrooms to grow from mycelium to edible growth.

Every three days, I pull two baskets.

She made three rows of three-high racks to hold the thirty baskets.

“The baskets in the front are almost ready to eat,” she said, lifting the lid of one of the baskets in the front row.

Anzi then opened a few baskets to look.

Song Ran walked to the second row and opened the lid: "This second row... can be eaten too."

Song Ran looked at the growing mushrooms with some surprise, and then opened a few baskets.

She then walked to the third row and opened three lids in succession. “It seems… they are all edible.”

An Zi came forward to see, "Miss Song, you sent out so many at once, aren't you afraid that they will go bad?"

Song Ran couldn't figure out what was going on. Could it be that the fire hole raised the temperature of the room?

"So you want to... move everything back?"

An Zi replied, "I'll go out and tell Steward Wang what he said."

He went out, whispered a few words in Wang Po's ear, and then came in with An Zi.

Mrs. Wang looked at Song Ran and asked, "Miss, you are not from Feng County, are you? This method of 'fire forced birth' is probably only known by people in the capital."

"My parents came from the north to escape famine, and he taught me this method."

Mrs. Wang nodded. No wonder the girl was so tall. "Anzi, go and see how many carriages are needed. Arrange to take all these away."

Mrs. Wang knew that these mushrooms were good things. The old lady ate them every day and did not get tired of them. Instead, her spirits became better and better.

She was afraid that the old lady would still miss this taste after returning to Beijing.