Pan'er also cleaned the remaining wild vegetables, mostly water spinach, which also needed to be blanched before eating. These were given to Pan'er to practice. Zhao Huanxi cleaned the small fish, while Pan'er also cleaned the pot and waited for the small fish to be cooked.

Zhao Huanxi picked up the fish and found that it weighed only about 70 or 80 grams. If he cooked soup with some wild vegetables, it would probably be enough for everyone to have a bowl of soup.

Then he spoke to Pan'er: "Pan'er, do we have any oil left?"

Pan'er shook her head and said to Zhao Huanxi, "Mom, it's gone. We haven't had any oil in the house for a long time."

Zhao Huanxi was a little disappointed, but still turned to Yin'er and said, "Yin'er, light a small fire. Even if there is no oil, we still have to make fish soup."

Zhao Huanxi first boiled a pot of hot water and scooped it up for later use. Then, when the pot was hot, he put the fish into the pot along the edge of the pot. When the fish was slightly browned, he turned it over. After both sides were fried, he poured in the freshly boiled water, covered the pot, and stewed it over high heat.

The stove wasn't idle either. Zhao Huanxi instructed Yin'er and Pan'er to pick some small potatoes and simmer them in the hot ashes. That way, they could eat the potatoes while the fish soup was cooking, killing two birds with one stone. She also wanted to eat boiled potatoes, but there was only one pot.

As they cooked, the little girls' faces became rosy from the fire, looking very cute.

Among them, Nian'er was the youngest, and he walked over with his short legs to take credit.

"Mom, we have been very obedient at home today. You should drink more later." Nian'er's childish voice made Zhao Huanxi feel warm in her heart.

So he smiled and nodded, patted the little girl's head, and said gently: "Okay, since you have been so good today, I will reward you by letting you drink a few more bowls, okay? Drink until your stomachs are as big as a watermelon."

As he said this, he started to tickle Nian'er, making the little girls giggle.

Yin'er asked in confusion, "Mom, what is a watermelon? I only know about pumpkins. Grandma planted them and they taste very sweet.

After hearing Yin'er say this, Zhao Huanxi remembered that this world was not the dynasty in modern textbooks.

It should be a fictional place. There are potatoes and pumpkins, but I don't know if there are watermelons here. If there are watermelons, I think only the rich and powerful can afford them. People like the original owner, who came from a peasant background, probably never saw watermelons.

So he said to Yin'er, "A watermelon is round and green on the outside, but when you cut it open it's red on the inside, and it's so sweet it's going to make your teeth fall apart."

Yin'er's mouth was watering when she heard this. She pulled Zhao Huanxi's sleeve and shook it, "Then Yin'er must grow up quickly and buy watermelon for her mother."

The more Zhao Huanxi saw her cute little look, the more she couldn't understand what Lu Feng was thinking. He couldn't bear to hit such a cute child.

The eldest, Lu Pan'er, is quiet and steady; the second, Lu Yin'er, is a little more lively and a filial child; and the third, Lu Nian'er, is only four years old, an age that other children would consider too young to be dogs, but this little guy has already learned to do housework from his older sisters.

I stood up and opened the lid of the pot. The soup had turned milky white. I tasted it with a spoon. Hmm... tasteless.

Then add the wild vegetables that have just been blanched. A thin layer of oil floats on the milky white fish soup. The addition of wild vegetables adds a fragrance to the fish soup.

After it simmered for a while with the aroma, the cubs leaned over the stove with their little hands, their eyes shining and their mouths drooling.

Huanxi couldn't help but laugh, so she asked the children, "Are the eggs in the pot ready? Let's have dinner~"

Hearing what his mother said, Pan'er didn't care about drooling, and hurried to look for it. He scraped the ash from the pot twice and said to his mother, "Mom, it's cooked! I'll take it out right away."

Zhao Huanxi deftly used a spoon to scoop out several bowls of soup. He distributed the fish meat to the younger ones, and mostly served clear soup to himself.

Pan'er saw that her mother had saved food for them again, and her heart ached. "Mom, we are not hungry. We ate a lot of eggs in the afternoon. We are not hungry at all. Please eat more. You are tired all day."

Yin'er and Nian'er also tried to persuade Zhao Huanxi, and the youngest Nian'er also pleaded with Zhao Huanxi, "Mother, please eat more. Nian'er and I feel sorry for you. If you don't eat, we won't eat either."

Pan'er picked up the fish from his bowl and put it into Zhao Huanxi's bowl of clear soup. Yin'er and Nian'er followed suit. Zhao Huanxi felt comforted, but then he thought that it was not good to wrong himself like this. He was afraid that the children would get used to it over time, and if some of them turned out to be ungrateful, it would not be worth it.

"Okay, okay, Mom will listen to you. Everyone will have the same amount, okay?" So Zhao Huanxi picked up the spoon and divided it again. Everyone got about the same amount, and then the children picked up their bowls and drank with satisfaction.

"Mom, the fish soup is so delicious, thank you." Yin'er took a small sip and was reluctant to drink the rest.

Zhao Huanxi broke a potato and handed half to her and Nian'er, then said to them, "Drink it, drink more. Tomorrow I'll go get more, and you can drink it every day from now on."

After saying that, he also took a sip to warm his stomach. Although the fish soup was not salted or pickled, the fish was not fishy at all. It must be that the fish grew in the mountain stream with excellent water quality. In ancient times, there was no pollution, so the addition of wild vegetables also gave it a unique flavor.

I picked up the potato and took a bite. It was cooked to the perfect temperature. I tore off the thin charred skin and saw the crispy outer shell and the soft inside. It was very satisfying to take one bite.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Zhao Huanxi instructed Pan'er and Yin'er to wash the dishes. She put the rinsed toon on a bamboo drying net and took it out to dry. She told everyone to remember to bring it back if she was not at home.

The bamboo shoots had to float overnight, and the water was changed before they could sit down and rest.

The yard is no longer as messy as it was in the morning, and the bedroom is tidied up, cleaned quite well by the maids. There is a small well in the corner of the yard, about 40 centimeters in diameter, with a small wooden bucket hung on the rotating shaft for drawing water.

In another corner is an abandoned chicken coop. The bamboo fence has been severely rotted and some weeds have grown inside. It would be a good idea to use it to grow vegetables in the future.

There was a dry toilet in the backyard, and next to it was a vegetable patch with some sparsely grown vegetables that were hard to identify. Zhao Huanxi walked through the entire yard, thinking that the road ahead was long and arduous.

Zhao Huanxi had read a lot of novels, especially those about farming. Why did other travelers have cheat codes, either a space or a spiritual spring, or at least a system, while he had nothing and was forced to take over this rotten house with his own hands? Oh, just thinking about it made me feel so pitiful.

Zhao Huanxi had mixed feelings as he came here for no apparent reason and encountered so many troubles.

At this time, footsteps were heard at the gate. Zhao Huanxi stood up to check and found that it was Old Lady Tian with Lu Feng's father, Old Master Lu, followed by a young man and a young woman.

The young man is Lu Feng's second brother Lu Lin, and the young woman is Lu Lin's wife Liu, whose name seems to be Liu Aihua. The couple has been married for almost ten years and has a girl and a pair of twin boys.

The eldest girl's name is Lu Meixiang, and she is the same age as Yin'er, eight years old. The younger twins are named Lu Ping'an and Lu Pingle, and they are five years old this year.

Zhao Huanxi walked in and opened the door. He asked in surprise, "Dad, Mom, and Uncle, why are you here? And Second Sister, come in quickly."

Although Zhao Huanxi was the eldest sister-in-law, she was a few years younger than Liu, so Lu Lin and his wife called Zhao Huanxi the eldest sister-in-law, but Zhao Huanxi called her sister-in-law the second sister Liu.

A few people walked into the house and asked the children to call people. Pan'er obediently took a bench and asked the few people to come and sit down.

Zhao Huanxi was also confused. Didn’t Mrs. Tian just go back more than an hour ago? How could they come up with a result so quickly?

Old Master Lu sat down and lit a pipe. As the smoke dispersed, he spoke: "My dear wife, when will the eldest son come back?"

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