The eldest sister-in-law became rich by farming in the mountains

The specific operation method is to roll the straw into small balls and wrap a layer of meat on the outside. After the eagle swallows it, the gastric juice cannot dissolve the straw, so it will spit it out. Every time it spit, it will scrape off a layer of oil on the eagle's belly. After the eagle spits out all the oil, its wildness will be eliminated.

Xu Yingtao was stunned.

This is a bit too cruel.

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt that the eagle in the chicken coop paused in tearing the rabbit meat and visibly shrank after listening to Xue Qingqiu's description.

Xu Yingtao was amused by its actions and shook her head, saying, "Aunt Xue misunderstood. I don't want to tame it. I will let it return to nature after its wounds are healed."

Such wild creatures should not be forced to be kept in captivity with humans.

Zheng Wen said goodbye after Xue Qingqiu and her daughter arrived.

There were no adult men in the courtyard at this time, so everyone was talking freely.

Xue Qingqiu smiled and said, "I am just suggesting it. The final choice is of course up to you."

Seeing her carrying the food box again, Xu Yingtao greeted her warmly, "Aunt Xue, please wait a moment. The steamed pork with rice flour is almost cooked on the stove. It's a good opportunity for you to take some home to try."

Xue Qingqiu was delighted: "That's great, how much is this steamed pork with rice flour? I'll pay for it."

In fact, she was not good at cooking at all. When she was traveling before, she could still eat in restaurants and inns. But now that she returned home, she had to go into the kitchen and cook soup herself, which was really a headache.

Although her husband and little daughter were very supportive of whatever meals she cooked these days, she knew very well whether the food was delicious or not.

Therefore, Xu Yingtao's suggestion was like a sudden rain in a drought, which could save lives.

Xu Yingtao shook her head: "It's just some home-cooked food. Besides, you saved this silly bird's life, and we really get along well. I'll take it as a thank you. We can visit each other more often in the future."

As she spoke, she introduced all her family members again, showing a sincere desire to make friends.

Xue Qingqiu raised her eyebrows. This girl looked to be about the same age as her daughter, but she was quite cunning.

It was obvious that there was something hidden in her words, but she didn't say it out loud. In that case, she didn't ask any more questions. She wanted to see how long this girl could keep it to herself.

Xue Qingqiu had been living in the deep mansions of aristocratic families for the first half of her life, and she hated human calculations the most. But strangely, she did not feel any aversion to the little thoughts of the girl in front of her, and she even couldn't help wanting to laugh.

Looking at her daughter again, she was already sixteen years old, but she could still play with the eight-year-old girl. The two of them were squatting together and poking the chicken coop.

Xue Qingqiu suddenly felt tired.

Sometimes, giving birth to a stupid daughter can also be frustrating.

After Xue Qingqiu and her daughter left, Xu Yingtao walked up to Xie Bai, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a conscientious manner: "Xiao Bai, your sister-in-law is worried about your future. You must be filial to me in the future."

Xie Bai had long been grateful for his sister-in-law's kindness. Upon hearing this, he bowed to her earnestly and said, "Don't worry, sister-in-law. I'll remember this."

Xu Yingtao didn't expect him to take it seriously, so she quickly dodged the gift and said in shock, "I'm just teasing you, it's not that serious."

Xie Bai watched her go into the kitchen and laughed unconsciously.

Beixi Village.

The autumn sun shines gently on the thatched cottage courtyard. In the courtyard stands a towering tree like a canopy, and mottled light and shadows filter through the green leaves.

Under the tree, there is a wooden table and some stools, and a family of three sits around it. On the table, there are several dishes in coarse porcelain bowls, the aroma is overflowing, tempting the appetite.

Yan Heng looked up at his wife in surprise.

Xue Qingqiu said with a smile: "Why are you looking at me? Come and try it and see if it suits your taste."

Upon hearing this, Yan Heng picked up a piece of braised dried tofu and put it into his mouth. Then he narrowed his eyes slightly and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

Then he picked up a piece of steamed pork with rice flour and nodded in praise. The meat was soft and crispy and melted in the mouth. The fragrance of rice flour and the deliciousness of meat were perfectly blended. It was really a rare delicacy.

Needless to say, I can’t get enough of jelly and cold noodles these days.

Yan Heng suddenly felt as if he was in another world.

The last time I had such a pleasant meal was at the Qionglin Banquet.

At that time, he was in high spirits and rode his horse all over the capital, being praised by countless people as a heroic and outstanding top scholar.

I thought that my future life would be smooth sailing, but I never imagined that even in a high position, I would be exhausted every day and could no longer sleep well or have a solid meal.

Thinking of this, Yan Heng couldn't help but smile bitterly.

As a couple for decades, how could Xue Qingqiu not know what he was thinking? She put down her bowl and chopsticks and said with a gentle smile, "Husband, I made a very interesting friend today. She is one year younger than our Yunlan."

Yan Heng also put down his bowl and chopsticks and listened carefully to his wife sharing her daily life.

After hearing that there was a child prodigy in that family with a photographic memory, Yan Heng actually became interested.

"The child only listened to me read the Thousand Character Classic once and was able to repeat it in full. His eldest sister-in-law is also a wonderful person. Although she can't read, she bought him a primer for memorizing the characters first and then learning their meanings. If another stupid child had followed this method to learn, he would have become stupid long ago."

Yan Heng couldn't help laughing and said, "It's just like when I was a child. Although I couldn't read, I learned to write first."

"I think so too." Xue Qingqiu also laughed, "That child is not as good as you. You started learning literature at the age of three and could speak fluently at the age of five. That child is now twelve years old and has just started his enlightenment. I heard that the private school in town will not accept children over ten years old."

Yan Heng did not expose his wife's little thoughts, but just sighed: "Being able to write poems and essays to pass the imperial examinations is not necessarily a good thing. If you can live a happy life, even if you are a wild man in the mountains, it is not necessarily a bad thing."

Xue Qingqiu was very frustrated and didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he continued to eat with his bowl.

Yan Yunlan didn't understand what her parents were saying, and she couldn't understand why her mother was suddenly unhappy. After dinner, she helped her mother clean up the dishes, then she went to her father and asked, "Dad, why was mom unhappy just now?"

Yan Heng looked at his daughter lovingly and said with a smile, "Your mother wanted me to take in another disciple, but I didn't agree."

Yan Yunlan opened her eyes wide. How come she didn’t understand what her mother meant?

She ran to ask her mother again.

Xue Qingqiu sighed and said slowly: "In fact, whether to accept disciples or not is not the key. What I really hope is that your father can find new sustenance and no longer indulge in those unfulfilled ambitions and irreversible past."

If he could really gain a new disciple and let him devote all his enthusiasm to teaching and educating people, perhaps it would bring him a little comfort and at least make him live a happier life.

Xu Yingtao didn't know what happened in the Yan family. At this moment, she was carefully putting the dried koji into a pottery jar. Whether she could kill Jin Erxi tomorrow depended entirely on this pottery jar!