Famine and exile: I brought the Spirit Spring to save the entire Marquis's mansion.

Jintang especially liked that big fly.

It said: "Legs are legs, whiskers are whiskers, red eyes and green head, downy feathers are visible, wings are as thin as gauze yet powerful, and the posture of spreading its wings is comparable to that of an eagle."

So beautiful!

Fourth Aunt was indeed the best to him; she even gave him such a precious thing!

He must take good care of his fourth aunt from now on!

Jinxiu and Jinxin watched with envy. Actually, they also liked the big fly and didn't find it disgusting at all.

It is clearly so noble and majestic.

"Jinxin and Jinxiu also have gifts."

Sang Ning produced two bright red bracelets as if by magic.

These are the fruits of the golden vine that she just discovered.

They were sewn together with needles and thread obtained from Lu Shishen's house.

Smilax china, scientifically known as Smilax glabra, is a very good medicinal herb. Its rhizome can detoxify, treat carbuncles, dysentery, sores, psoriasis, and burns.

The leaves can be eaten to reduce inflammation and relieve pain.

The vine is hard and can be used to make bracelets, which are beautiful and attractive.

She had just dug one out and put it into her spatial storage, intending to give it to Huo Chang'an when she treated his face.

Children don't understand value; they just want something that looks good.

Jinxiu and Jinxin were overjoyed!

In their eyes, the bright red bracelet was much better than that big fly.

"Fourth Aunt, you are so kind!"

Of course! She would never show favoritism.

Sang Ning smiled and said to Jin Tang, "The amber still needs to be polished and then strung with a cord. I'll get it done for you when we get to Liangzhou."

Du Shan leaned over and clicked his tongue twice: "This is good stuff. Here, let Uncle Du polish it for you."

"No need!" Jintang quickly put it away, looking wary.

“My fourth uncle can polish it for me.”

A!

Forgot about the big kid!

Sang Ning turned around.

Huo Chang'an was staring blankly at the sky again.

He has rarely done this recently.

Sang Ning frowned and walked over.

"Hey kid, is your soul at home?"

She rummaged in her clothes, but found nothing.

"What are you going to use to coax me now?" The boy tilted his head, his gaze unreadable.

"Oh, hehe, you're not a child anymore."

No this time, really no.

Everyone has completely forgotten about him.

Hey, got it!

Sang Ning's eyes lit up, and she snapped her fingers.

"You'll definitely love what I'm giving you this time!"

She did a great job restoring his youthful appearance, didn't she?

Sang Ning squatted down to examine his scars.

To everyone's surprise, when you look to the right, he veers to the right, and when you look to the right again, he turns his head completely.

I just won't let her see it!

Sang Ning was so angry that she turned his head back to her.

"Huo Chang'an! You're disobeying me again!"

There were snickers around.

Sang Ning turned around and saw that it was Feng Dali and his brothers.

She momentarily forgot that there were many people around and it wasn't appropriate to do this in public, so she withdrew her hand.

I didn't notice that the brothers suddenly fell silent and hurriedly lowered their heads to start working.

Some carried iron rakes to collect hay, while others used arrows to hunt birds.

Another person ran to the old lady's side and massaged her back.

Old lady: "..."

Huo Chang'an quietly withdrew his cold, warning gaze and looked at Sang Ning.

"Did you not lose the hairpin your mother gave you?"

"A hairpin? Oh, I kept it safe. I just didn't wear it because I was afraid of losing it."

Sang Ning touched the broken branch on his head and grinned.

She absolutely refuses to admit that the chopstick hairpin she made herself is prettier than that hairpin!

Huo Chang'an nodded, and casually tossed something over with his hand hidden behind his back.

Then he leaned against the tree and closed his eyes.

But her eyelashes were trembling slightly, and a blush slowly appeared on the tips of her ears.

what?

Sang Ning picked it up and took a look; it turned out to be a wooden hairpin!

It's clearly hand-carved, and the column itself is quite smooth, except for the flower at the top, which is a bit rough.

It's layered and quite complicated.

"Did you carve this carnation?"

Why send carnations? Aren't they for mothers?

Does he mean to respect her like a mother would?

The boy suddenly opened his eyes.

"What Kang Naixin?"

"What kind of flower did you carve?" Sang Ning examined it closely again.

Huo Chang'an pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Oh, Fourth Aunt, of course Fourth Uncle is carving peonies!"

Jintang jumped out from behind.

I was so anxious I couldn't listen anymore.

His fourth uncle was so enthusiastic when he was scolding him, but now he's become a mute.

“The man and woman were joking with each other, and he gave her a peony.”

How could such a clever aunt not even recognize the love token flower of Dongyang Kingdom?

Peony.

She knew that peonies could nourish yin and blood, and clear heat and reduce internal fire!

"Oh, I see."

Sang Ning showed neither happiness nor displeasure.

She grinned at Huo Jintang: "You dare to eavesdrop here?"

"Fourth Aunt, I didn't mean to!"

Jintang glanced at the old lady.

The old lady winked at him hard.

Run!

Jintang went all out and confessed frankly: "Yes, I did it on purpose! Grandmother was worried that you two had a fight, so she sent me over to listen."

Jintang thought that her grandmother was just worried about her fourth uncle and fourth aunt, and there was nothing she couldn't say!

This way, my fourth uncle and fourth aunt will know that my grandmother cares about them.

The old lady turned her head away.

That might fool Jintang, but what about Lao Si and his daughter-in-law...?

She just wanted to know what the two of them were talking about, and why she felt something was off between them lately.

This grandson of mine is really unreliable!

Sang Ning rubbed her forehead, feeling troubled. Why was the old lady joining in the fun?

"If you don't like it, just throw it away. I don't mean anything by it, it's just that I don't know how to carve anything else," Huo Chang'an said calmly.

"Okay, I'll go stew a chicken."

How could she possibly throw it away?

His thumb and forefinger have many scratches!

I just don't know how to wear it.

When Sang Ning saw Feng Dali return carrying two pheasants, she put away her hairpin and went over to him.

The boy's anxiety gradually subsided.

I didn't throw it away.

……

Everyone thoroughly enjoyed a hearty meal of chicken stew with mushrooms, accompanied by flatbread. Sang Ning made two pots, one spicy and one non-spicy.

Feng Dali was surprised to find that wild peppers could be used in cooking, exclaiming that all the meals he had eaten before were a complete waste!

The mountains are naturally damp, and eating chili peppers helps to expel dampness. A spicy meal is absolutely delicious!

In the end, they drank all the soup in the pot clean.

After one of the brothers finished eating, he sucked on each of the chicken bones one by one.

Sang Ning said, "Stop sucking, your lips are practically smoking."

The brother covered his face and started crying.

"I have to get out... I have to get out... It's so delicious."

"I want to eat hibiscus cake, glutinous rice cake, osmanthus cake, rose pastry, chestnut cake, cloud pastry, pan-fried goose ribs, honey-roasted pigeon, stir-fried shrimp with soy sauce, and chicken and turtle soup..."

He recounted exactly what Sang Ning had mentioned about the food that day, word for word.

Oh dear, look what happened to the child!

Pitiful.

Feng Dali patted his shoulder to comfort him, his eyes also reddening.

They enjoyed their meal to the fullest, and they had almost used up the filtered water they brought from Lujia Village.

But nobody took it seriously.

Because I never imagined that such a big mountain would actually not have a single stream!