The little ancestor of the family

"Well, with eggs, we can make egg custard, egg pancakes, sugared eggs, and scrambled eggs. I promise you can have as much as you want in the future!"

Ye Xinran also swallowed.

She used to think she was a picky eater, but she didn't expect that after coming here, even eggs became a delicacy.

The weight of the stuff in the car was not light, but Xiao Huaian's speed of returning was not affected at all.

Ye Xinran observed carefully and found that when Xiao Huaian walked, the heel of his left foot did not touch the ground, and the whole foot relied on the sole and toes to exert force.

It looks like there's something wrong with the Achilles tendon.

If it is an old injury, surgery may be required to recover.

However, the operating room and storage room on the third floor are not open yet. Even if we want to treat the patient, it will not be possible in a short time.

The sun was high in the sky, and beads of sweat on Xiao Huaian's face rolled down like beans, passing through his slender neck and slowly disappearing into his clothes.

Ye Xinran used her hands as a fan to fan herself, but she didn't feel too hot because the feeling of hunger in her stomach was more obvious.

We were so busy shopping at the market that we forgot to eat. As a result, our family of three returned home hungry.

She was so absorbed in shopping that she forgot to eat. What about Xiao Huaian? Didn't he remember either?

Ye Xinran looked at Changan, "Are you hungry?"

Changan shook his head: "Changan is not hungry! Is Aunt hungry? Changan give Aunt the osmanthus cake."

As he spoke, he took out an osmanthus cake from his pocket. It was the same piece he had been chewing before, with two obvious teeth marks on it.

"You eat." Ye Xinran touched his head, "We'll make something delicious when we get back."

"The piece of Chang'an has already been bitten."

After hearing what the two people said, Xiao Huaian stopped the car and took out an oil-paper bag from his backpack.

After opening the oil paper package, there were 4 pieces of osmanthus cake inside. Xiao Huaian took out one and handed it to Ye Xinran.

"Eat this."

"Thank you!"

Ye Xinran took it embarrassedly, she didn't expect that his words were heard by him.

After an incense stick of time, they finally reached the village entrance.

There I met several villagers returning to the village, all of them carrying Pueraria root on their backs or in their arms.

Xiao Huaian had no intention of paying attention to them. He had long been accustomed to being alone here.

Who knew that one of the villagers would take the initiative to say hello.

"You three went to the market and bought so many things!"

Seeing that it was Zhang Dali's wife who was speaking, Ye Xinran replied, "Yes, I just sold the game and bought some food. Sister-in-law, how was your harvest today?"

Chen pushed the basket on her back forward and said with a hint of disappointment, "Look, that's all. People from Donggou Village came today and followed us to dig kudzu roots. This mountain has no owner, so we can't chase them away. But they didn't get much. We brought the big ones back home yesterday. Fortunately, we acted quickly yesterday."

"Sister-in-law, how about you put the backpack in the car and we will bring it back to you?"

Ye Xinran still remembered that the Zhang family brought them Pueraria root yesterday.

"No, no, your car is full, go back quickly." Chen waved at them.

Xiao Huaian drove the car away.

Seeing the two people walking further and further away, the two women who followed Chen immediately said, "See, there is rice and noodles on the cart, and there are three hens!"

"How could I not see it? Those two iron pots look worth a lot of money. This young lady must have spent all of Xiao Huaian's wealth!"

"I heard that the youngest child in their family always needs to take medicine. Isn't this also spending money on the child's medicine?"

Chen listened to the two people talking more and more outrageously, and said, "I think this Madam Ye is a good person, she will not refuse to treat the child."

"How do you know? Even though you live close to me, you can't know everything about someone else's family, right?"

"Anyway, this woman still has to know how to live. Although Xiao Huaian is a bit capable of hunting, no matter how good a man is at making money, he can't stand a woman who can ruin the family. It has to be someone like us who knows how to live."

"If you two meet again, I have to give you something. If it weren't for Madam Ye, you wouldn't be able to eat this kudzu root!"

Chen couldn't bear to listen any longer, so she quickened her pace and left the two of them.

On the other side, Ye Xinran and the other two arrived home, and Xiao Huaian immediately unloaded the things in the car.

"I'll go return the car to the village head." Xiao Huaian said.

"Wait a minute!" Ye Xinran said, "We used someone else's car, how can we return empty-handed? I'll steam some buns and bring some to the village head uncle and the others."

Xiao Huaian was immediately reminded.

He only thought about returning borrowed things as soon as possible, but forgot that he should thank others for using their things.

Thinking back to the time when people who brought him gifts lined up outside the mansion, and anyone who had some connection with him would be happy and grateful, Xiao Huaian had long forgotten that reciprocity was the key when interacting with others.

"Okay, I'll return it later."

He took a knife and went out, "I'm going to cut some bamboo to make a fence."

Xiao Huaian went to arrange the chickens and geese he had bought, and Ye Xinran focused on cooking.

It was neither too late nor too late, and the timing was a bit awkward for eating, so Ye Xinran decided to make buns.

This way, if you feel hungry at night, just warm it up a little.

Self-raising flour is very convenient to make in the kitchen.

Ye Xinran put the purchased flour and rice into a jar, took out half a basin of self-raising flour from the space, mixed it with water, covered the basin, and placed it on the stove.

Changping and Changsheng had been watching the chickens and geese outside for a long time. They came over now and saw Ye Xinran kneading dough. They immediately asked, "Aunt, do you need to light a fire?"

"Sir, I'll cook the soup first." Ye Xinran replied.

I have Pueraria root at home, which is just right for making soup with the pork bones I bought.

"Okay, I'll make a fire right away." Changping agreed readily.

"Aunt, what should I do?" Changsheng asked quickly.

"Go outside and pick a cabbage. Wash it and I'll put it in the pot."

"What about me?" Chang'an was not to be outdone.

"You and your brother go wash the cabbage together. Let the two brothers chop the meat and you will be responsible for serving them the dishes."

"Okay!" Chang'an immediately became interested.

All three children took action. Ye Xinran also peeled the kudzu root, cut it into pieces, rinsed it with water several times to remove the starch on the surface, and blanched the bones to remove the blood foam.

Then put the kudzu root and bones into the pot, add water, put in ginger, cooking wine and a little rock sugar, and cook slowly over low heat.

The dough had not yet risen, so she took this opportunity to clean all the seasoning jars in the kitchen, turn them upside down to dry them in water, and after the jars were completely dry, she put all the seasonings she had bought, including salt, sugar, pepper, star anise, etc., into the jars.