The aroma of cooking filled the house: I sent my eldest brother to become the Grand Secretary.

"Good girl, good girl, Mommy will make you sweet soup."

"After eating the sweet soup, my stomachache stopped."

Moon stars are rare.

Flickering candlelight emanated from the dilapidated kitchen.

Shen's mother was in the kitchen making peanut sweet soup for Shen Cao, who had a stomachache.

We didn't have any money at home, so we grew these peanuts on a vacant lot next to the field.

Feeling a bit sleepy while reading, Shen Chen went out into the yard, hoping to feel the cool breeze and clear his head.

He was surprised to find candles lit in his kitchen.

"Mother, what's wrong?"

"How is my younger sister? Is her stomach still hurting?"

"She was in so much pain that she couldn't sleep, so I made her some sweet soup."

"Did I disturb you?"

"No, Mother, you go and rest. I'll stay here and watch over things." He noticed that his mother had already yawned several times in a row.

"You should go back to your studies."

"Mom, go to sleep. I'll stay here and watch over things. It won't affect your studies, and it'll save us a candle."

Shen Chen pulled himself together, looked at the peanut sweet soup in front of him, and a sweet smile appeared on his face.

When my family was poor, we rarely ate sweets.

Only when they were sick would their mother cook this peanut sweet soup for each of them.

After each time I drank it, all my illnesses and pains would miraculously disappear.

That night, the younger sister drank the peanut sweet soup he brought and quickly fell asleep.

My stomach pain stopped the next day.

He cooked this peanut sweet soup for Lili, hoping she would recover soon.

"Sister Cao'er, this peanut sweet soup looks delicious."

Is this made with peanuts?

Shen Cao nodded. "The ingredients for this peanut sweet soup are very simple, but it's quite troublesome to make."

"The main ingredient of peanut sweet soup is peanuts."

"Soak the peeled peanuts in cold water for half an hour, then remove all the red skin from the surface of the peanuts."

"Next, pour the peeled peanuts into a large clay pot, bring to a boil over high heat, and then simmer over low heat."

"You must pay attention to this step. Stir it frequently, otherwise it will easily burn."

"Simmer over low heat until the peanuts can be easily crushed with a gentle touch. Add water and an appropriate amount of rock sugar and continue simmering until the soup is thick and milky white. Only then is the peanut sweet soup ready."

Wanyue frowned and shook her head. "This peanut sweet soup is too much trouble to make."

"Soak in water for half an hour, boil for half an hour, add water and boil for another half an hour."

"It takes half a day to make a peanut sweet soup."

Shen Cao nodded, "Yes, our family was poor before and we didn't have money to buy medicine. Whenever we were sick, my mother would cook a big pot of peanut sweet soup for us to drink."

"After drinking a warm bowl, I felt completely refreshed."

"After drinking a pot of peanut sweet soup, the illness will be almost cured."

Only my mother would go to the trouble of making a small bowl of peanut sweet soup for us.

"Wow!" Wanyue drank the last sip of peanut sweet soup, feeling extremely satisfied.

This peanut soup tastes sweet and has a very strong peanut flavor.

The peanuts tasted completely different from what I'd had before; they were chewy and delicious.

She couldn't help but hand her bowl to Shen Cao, "Sister Cao'er, I want more."

Shen Cao smiled and served her another bowl, "Eat less, dinner will be ready soon."

Wanyue nodded obediently, "I understand."

These two bowls of sweet soup were no problem at all; she could easily eat two more bowls and still have enough for dinner.

Shen Cao ladled some peanut sweet soup into a small soup bowl, then took an empty bowl, carried it out on a plate.

Wanyue's little radar immediately went off; Sister Cao'er's peanut sweet soup wasn't made especially for her.

She picked up the bowl, pretending to drink the peanut soup, her eyes following Shen Cao.

The moment Shen Cao stepped out of the kitchen, she quickly put down her bowl and followed her.

When she saw Shen Cao's destination clearly, she couldn't believe it and stood there motionless in shock.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Please come in."

"Squeak..."

Shen Cao placed the things in her hands on the table in the middle of the room.

"Brother Ji, are you still coughing?"

"much better."

"What is this?" Ji Lingfeng asked, pointing to the soup bowl on the table.

Although he was sick, he was in pretty good spirits.

Her lips were a little pale.

"Cough..." Occasionally, there would be one or two coughs.

Shen Cao arrived this morning but didn't see Ji Lingfeng. She asked He Yu and learned that Ji Lingfeng had caught a cold last night and had been seen by a doctor and given medicine.

However, I still felt a little unwell in the morning, so I rested in my room.

After hearing this, she remembered the bag of stale peanuts she had seen in the kitchen a few days ago, and also realized that she hadn't had peanut sweet soup in a long time.

I made a pot of peanut sweet soup.

"This is peanut sweet soup."

“When we were sick, my mother would cook a big pot of peanut sweet soup for us.”

"No matter how uncomfortable you are, a bowl of hot peanut soup will make you sweat and warm you up, and you'll feel better."

Ji Lingfeng didn't show it on his face, but he was extremely happy inside.

He had seen this scene in storybooks before.

Does this mean that Shen Cao also cares about him very much?

He doesn't usually like sweets, but he finished the whole peanut soup.

It tasted sweet and warmed his heart.

After he finished eating, he was indeed covered in sweat.

"Brother Ji, you should lie down on the bed right away." Shen Cao noticed the sweat on his forehead.

Ji Lingfeng obediently stood up, but after taking only one step, he was too weak to stand steadily.

He rubbed his forehead, "It's probably because I haven't been sick in a long time; my legs are a little weak."

"Let me help you."

Ji Lingfeng then shared some of his weight with Shen Cao.

Shen Cao helped him to the inner room.

I helped him lie down, tucked the corner of the blanket around him, and was about to leave so he could get some rest.

"cough……"

"Cao'er, could you pour me a glass of water?" Ji Lingfeng's weak voice came through.

Shen Cao poured him a glass of water and held it up to give it to him, but she saw that Ji Lingfeng was weak and trying to sit up, but he couldn't manage it after trying for a long time.

She quickly went to the bedside and placed the water on the stool next to her.

She sat on the edge of the bed, helped him sit up, and left after he finished drinking the water.

Crane Feather returned just as his master nearly fell.

He saw everything that happened in the room. His master's illness had become so serious?

As a qualified subordinate, shouldn't he take the initiative to share the burden with his master? Should he wait until his master has rested before telling him about the things his master has arranged?

Watching Shen Cao's departing figure, He Yu was caught in a dilemma.

"Get in here right now!" The sudden voice startled him.

After carefully checking for a long time, I finally realized it was my master's voice.

That powerful voice came from the master he had just seen, who was so weak that he couldn't take care of himself.

"Close the door!!"

He paused as he stepped through the door, hearing his master's voice. He stumbled and almost fell to the ground.