Scrape off the dirt on the stems of the chicken mushroom and wash the whole flower clean.

Song Lianer went to the kitchen carrying a pot of chicken mushrooms.

The cap is torn into pieces and the stems are cut into strips.

Then Song Jianer closed the doors and windows tightly, lit a fire, heated the pot, and added a ladle of oil.

This one scoop was enough for the Qiao family to eat for several days, so they simply scooped out half of the remaining food in the jar.

She put some chicken mushrooms into the pot and added salt. She fried them slowly over low heat. After the chicken mushrooms became cooked, they were slowly squeezed dry. The fragrance filled the air and kept coming into her nose.

It smells so good it's deadly. It's definitely the best treasure in the world.

Song Jianer tasted a little and found it to be just the right taste, neither too salty nor too bland.

After the first batch is fried, it is taken out and placed on a plate, and then the juice is squeezed again.

There really wasn't much oil in the house, otherwise she would have poured a large amount of oil into a basin, and it would have been done in one go without spending so much effort.

Squeeze it a little bit at a time, put it into the pot seven or eight times, and finally half a basin of chicken mushrooms is fried, just enough to fill up an entire plate.

After all the chicken mushrooms were used up, it was equivalent to destroying the evidence, so Song Jianer opened all the windows and doors.

In this way, a large amount of fragrance will drift in all directions.

"Wow, what a delicious smell! Even better than chicken or mutton."

"Yeah, I wonder who's making something delicious. I've never smelled anything like it before."

"I'm afraid they hunted some wild game?"

Whether it was passers-by or neighbors nearby, the sound of discussion could be heard.

Qiao Xier put down the handkerchief in the room.

She smelled a faint fragrance in front of her, and was wondering what it was.

Now the fragrance suddenly became stronger, as if it was right next to her, arousing her appetite and taste buds, and she couldn't help but walk out the door.

"Sister Kama, do you smell it?"

Song Jianer pulled Qiao Xier into the kitchen. As soon as they entered the kitchen, the fragrance hit their souls.

Qiao Xier saw a plate of brown, dry stuff on the stove, sniffed, and confirmed that the fragrance came from this thing.

"This is--"

Song Lianer picked up a petal of the cocklebur mushroom and brought it to Qiao Xier's mouth.

As Qiao Xier chewed, her eyes suddenly shone with light, a light that was even brighter than when she ate puffballs and broom mushrooms at noon, as if the whole world was bright.

"It's delicious, Sister Kama, where did you get it from? What is this?"

"It's something from the mountains. It smells really good when squeezed. I went up the mountain to find some today."

Anyway, it has been fried beyond recognition, so Song Jianer is not afraid of being recognized by his family.

Qiao Xier saw the oil in the pot, then glanced at the oil can. She was shocked to see so much oil was gone. She stammered, "Sister Jian'er, how could you put so much oil in? We don't even have enough oil at home. Didn't you see grandma's face at noon today? Grandma thought we put too much oil in. Our family is in such a difficult situation, how could you be so willful?"

As she spoke, she was about to cry. She thought about how she only earned three hundred coins a month by embroidering handkerchiefs and making shoes, which was enough to buy ten kilograms of oil. With more than ten mouths in her family, it would not feed them for long.

Qiao Xier covered her mouth and tried to control her tears.

"The Song family lives a good life and may be more generous on a daily basis, but the Qiao family is different. They have already done their best to have a full meal."

"Look at how much oil and salt are left at home. I can't finish all the work in a short time, and there's nothing to hunt in the mountains. Everyone is very anxious. Oh, you——"

Qiao Xier said this and turned her back.

Song Jian'er was in a complicated mood. She put her hand on Qiao Xier's shoulder and looked at her seriously.

"Sister Xier, I didn't mean to waste the oil. I wanted to use this delicious food to exchange for oil. Believe me, tomorrow is market day, I can exchange a lot of oil."

Qiao Xier's eyes were blurred with tears, and she was a little bit incredulous: "This thing can change the oil, how do you change the oil?"

"You'll understand then, Sister Xier. I understand the difficulties this family faces and I wouldn't do something like this for no reason."

"I promise to come back tomorrow and give everyone an explanation."

Qiao Xier was still angry and felt that it was unrealistic, but since these things had been revealed, she could only choose to believe Song Jianer.

"Then let's pour the oil back into the can. Fill it up as much as possible. Otherwise, when the family comes back and sees that there's so much less, everyone will be upset."

Of course, the used oil can still be used, but most of it is consumed by squeezing these things.

"Sister Xier, this oil should be poured into these things. This is also a good thing." Song Jianer said: "If you want to change the oil, you have to put some oil in."

"I've already used it up, so let's just consider it finished."

Qiao Xier sighed, stretched out her finger and poked Song Jianer's forehead with a little force.

"If you can't get the oil back, I won't let you go."

"I knew Sister Xier was the most gentle and the best." Song Lianer hugged Qiao Xier and kissed her on the face.

Qiao Xier's pretty face turned red all of a sudden. Her skin was naturally fair, which made her look as beautiful as snow reflected in the setting sun.

"You are so shameless and have no sense of shame." She scolded.

"Don't be ashamed, it's because Sister Xier is pretty."

"Okay, okay, I'll get busy. If you have your own ideas, you can do it yourself."

"By the way, have you thought about how to explain to your family tonight?"

"Don't worry, Sister Xier, I have a way. They won't find out."

Qiao Xier went out, touched her face, but couldn't suppress the smile on the corner of her mouth.

Song Jianer washed a small jar and put all the squeezed chicken mushrooms into it.

Then he poured all the oil in the pot into the jar and sealed it.

Then she cut some wood and knocked out all the oil from the oil can. She put some wood underneath and filled the can with oil again, so that it looked like there was the same amount of oil as before.

The oil used at home is used little by little and will not be discovered for the time being.

After finishing all this, she was tired and planned to go to her room to rest.

Qiao Yunni didn't know when she woke up. She leaned against the head of the bed, staring blankly into the air.

"Mom." Song Jianer sat down beside her.

When she saw her daughter, a touch of tenderness appeared in Qiao Yunni's eyes.

"Jia'er, are you happy to be back at the Qiao family?"

"I'm happy. I'll be even happier when I change my last name to my mother's."

A smile appeared on Qiao Yunni's face. As long as her daughter is happy, that's the most important thing.

But she herself was abandoned by her in-laws, and her own son no longer recognized her. It was impossible for her to get over it in a short time.

"Mom, I've checked your legs and feet. They can recover on their own. Let me see if there are any herbs that are more effective. I hope you can get better faster."

Now Qiao Yunni's legs are wrapped with herbs found by the Qiao family. She knows a little about pharmacology and knows that the effect of these herbs is very ordinary.

But the Qiao family really couldn't afford the money for her treatment, so they could only wait for Qiao Yunni to recover.

"What did you say? My legs and feet can recover on their own?" Qiao Yunni immediately realized that something was wrong.

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