After crossing over: kidnapping a female hunter to be the stepfather of the three cubs

No one knew what the two were talking about inside, but Doctor Lu came out after half an hour.

The village chief called his eldest son and asked him to send Doctor Lu back to his home, then go to Lu Yougen's house to pull an ox cart to Zhao Huanxi's house. He then asked his eldest daughter Sun to go with him to Zhao Huanxi's house.

Zhao Huanxi was so sleepy that his eyes were drooping, but he still checked on Xu Qingzhao every once in a while. Fortunately, Xu Qingzhao was no longer talking nonsense. Zhao Huanxi was really scared when he heard Xu Qingzhao mumbling to himself just now.

After touching Xu Qingzhao's forehead, he found that the fever was no longer as severe as before. He was about to blow out the oil lamp and lie down on the dressing table next to him to prepare for the night. At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Zhao Huanxi had no choice but to drag his heavy body to open the door. He was a little confused when he saw that the person who came was the village chief.

The village chief's wife, Da Sun, asked, "Is Zhao'er at your house? Let's go see him."

Zhao Huanxi suddenly realized what was going on and thought that Doctor Lu must have gone to the village chief's house to inform him. So he invited the two men into the house.

After the two entered the house, they saw Xu Qingzhao lying on the bed, not knowing whether he was unconscious or asleep. The village chief's wife's eyes were a little red.

The village chief calmed himself down and said to Zhao Huanxi, "Zhao girl, this guy owes you a life."

Zhao Huanxi smiled and said, "Uncle Village Chief, that doesn't exist. I can't help much. I hope he's okay."

Seeing that Zhao Huanxi was not taking credit for the work, the village chief and the other two said to her, "Girl, if it weren't for you, Zhao'er would have..."

As she spoke, she wiped her tears and looked at Xu Qingzhao lying on the bed, tears falling like beads from a broken string.

At this time, the eldest son of the village chief's family had already sent Doctor Lu home and arrived at Zhao Huanxi's house with an ox cart.

When the village chief saw the oxcart had arrived, he said to Zhao Huanxi, "Zhao girl, we are sending Zhao'er to town tonight. Can we borrow his bed and quilt?"

Zhao Huanxi lent them the newly bought cotton quilt on the bed, and his heart was bleeding. My quilt was only used for two nights.

I was reluctant but there was nothing I could do. If I didn't wrap Xu Qingzhao up in a blanket, I was afraid the stitches I had just made would break before we even got to town. That would be a waste.

The village chief and Mrs. Sun worked together to lift the man and his quilt onto the cart. After thanking Zhao Huanxi, they walked under the moonlight and slowly disappeared into the darkness.

Zhao Huanxi, seeing that he had nothing to do, decided to go back to his room to sleep. Damn! Both of his quilts had been snatched away by the village chief, leaving him with only chicken feathers to cover himself. He had no choice but to squeeze in with the other kids. He decided to buy two more quilts next time.

Zhao Huanxi was so sleepy that he soon started snoring on the little girls' bed.

Zhao Huanxi had a dream. He dreamed that he finally bought a big house in City A. He was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the prosperity of the entire city. Suddenly, he felt sleepy in the dream. When he was about to go to bed, he found that there was no mattress or quilt on the luxurious big bed. Zhao Huanxi looked everywhere for the quilt in his dream but there was no trace of it.

At this time, a flying man lying on the mattress flew in from the French window, covered with her quilt, and shouted to her: "I'm going to take your quilt away. I'm going to take your mattress away too."

Zhao Huanxi was just about to demonstrate his traditional virtues as a Zuan person to that person, but a childish voice called his mother in his ears, as if it was a purification for him.

"Mom, get up and eat~"

Zhao Huanxi slowly opened his eyes and found Xiaonian standing in front of his bed, calling him to get up in a low voice.

After a moment's rest, he realized it was already noontime and he had actually slept for so long. It seemed like carrying Xu Qingzhao back from the mountains yesterday had cost him half his life.

But when I thought of Xu Qingzhao, I wondered what had become of this child. Then I thought about the person who stole the mattress and bedding from my luxurious bed in my dream last night. Wasn't it him...

Zhao Huanxi was speechless. He didn't know whether the person was alive or dead, but he was still thinking about his two quilts. It was nothing, just two quilts. He would go to town to buy them tomorrow.

When Zhao Huanxi woke up, she found that the eldest and second daughters had already prepared lunch. After washing up, she ate lunch with them. In the afternoon, Zhao Huanxi did not plan to go out, but to rest at home for a day.

After traveling here, I haven't had a single day of rest. Every day I'm busy like an old ox. Zhao Huanxi ate lunch and stretched out his body. Today I plan to tidy up the yard.

The chicken coop in the yard looked like it hadn't been used to raise chickens for a long time. Zhao Huanxi dismantled the old fence and threw it into the kitchen to use as fuel for the night fire. He then pulled out the weeds and used a hoe to till the soil.

Zhao Huanxi shoveled out some wood ash from the kitchen and sprinkled it on the table. He washed his hands and prepared to cook a good dinner.

Take out the big bones hanging in the well, add the mushrooms found in the mountains yesterday, and stew a big bone soup. Also, stir-fry the wild onions dug on the hillside yesterday with eggs. Blanch the fern and prickly ash sprouts and then dry them. They will be delicious when stir-fried or stewed later.

That day I also bought two taels of rice wine at Liuchenpu, which I used to blanch the pork bones to remove the fishy smell. I used a spoon to skim off the foam on the top of the pot. After boiling for two minutes, I took them out and washed them. Then I poured another pot of water, added ginger, and added the washed mushrooms after boiling.

Some of the mushrooms in the mountains grow early. Most of the mushrooms picked this time were porcini and blue-headed mushrooms. Although these two are non-toxic, they still need to be cooked before eating. Just in case, Zhao Huanxi put the mushrooms in in advance and stewed them with the bones for an hour before eating them with confidence.

Several little girls watched Zhao Huanxi's cooking intently, and Zhao Huanxi was happy to explain to them the steps of each dish, just as detailed as her grandmother had explained to her when she was a child.

Zhao Huanxi asked the eldest brother to bring out a small basin, and the others gathered wild onions from the yard. Time passed quickly as they chatted and laughed. The aroma of the meat in the pot wafted through the house, and Zhao Huanxi went inside to add water to the bone broth.

Zhao Huanxi came out of the house and saw a little head sticking out from the gate. Zhao Huanxi opened the gate and saw that it was Meixiang from the second house.

"Meixiang, why are you here? Have you eaten?"

I saw Meixiang holding a small basket with some eggs in it.

"Aunt, grandma asked me to come and bring you some eggs." The little girl came into the house and took a big sip of the meat smell.

Old Mrs. Tian has several old hens at home, which lay several eggs every day. I'm afraid she asked Meixiang to deliver them as soon as she laid all the eggs.

Zhao Huanxi went into the house and took out two pieces of sweet cakes. Meixiang took them and started eating them in small bites.

Zhao Huanxi said to Meixiang, "Meixiang, wait here for a moment. I'll get you some broth."

"Aunt, I'm not hungry, please don't serve me any more." The little girl waved her hand to refuse.

The three little girls from the Zhao family happily held Meixiang's hands. The second little girl said to her, "Sister Meixiang, try the food my mother cooked. It's delicious."

"Yes, Sister Meixiang, the food mother cooks is the best." The third child also joined in.

At this time, Zhao Huanxi had already walked out of the inner room with the soup and insisted that Lu Meixiang taste his cooking. Meixiang couldn't resist Zhao Huanxi and could only obediently pick up the spoon and drink.

After taking a small sip, Meixiang's eyes lit up instantly. This tasted so good!