A renowned ancient physician transmigrates into the body of an abandoned woman, only to be sold off

As soon as Song Fang finished speaking, she felt a sharp pain in her waist. "Ouch, Mom, why are you pinching me?"

Mrs. Zhang was almost driven crazy by her silly daughter, who kept saying all sorts of things.

"Yes, that's right. Eat more when we eat later."

Song Zhili naturally saw their interaction and knew what they were thinking. They were just worried that she might not cook the pork offal well after buying it, which she could understand.

"Okay, then I'll wait to eat."

Song Fang rubbed the spot where Zhang had pinched her earlier and replied to Song Zhili with a smile.

Song Fang didn't think as much as Zhang Shi and the others. When she saw Song Zhili return, she naturally asked her all sorts of questions.

"Okay, then I'll get to work first."

After Song Zhili left, Zhang glared at Song Fang and said, "Fang'er, how could you ask that? Aren't you afraid that Daya will be angry?"

Zhang was actually afraid that Song Zhili would overthink things, that she would think they disliked the pig offal.

"Mom, Da Ya isn't angry. You're overthinking it. Look, Da Ya was just smiling at me. She's not angry at all."

Song Fang pouted and muttered something indignantly.

Zhang ignored Song Fang and continued working on her tasks.

Meanwhile, Sun Taohua was also discussing this matter with Ji Qingqing.

"Qingqing, do you usually eat pig offal?"

Ji Qingqing shook her head. "No, this is the first time Da Ya has bought it. But don't worry, Da Ya can make such terrible fish taste so good, so this offal should be pretty good too."

Seeing that Ji Qingqing trusted Song Zhili so much, Sun Taohua curled her lips and said, "You trust her that much? I'm not eating it later. I heard that nobody buys that stuff to eat. Is it free? Is that why she bought it for us?"

Hearing Sun Taohua's words, Ji Qingqing was a little unhappy. She gave Sun Taohua a deep look and warned her, "Cousin, Da Ya is not that kind of person. You shouldn't say such things again. It wouldn't be good if others heard it."

Hearing Ji Qingqing's serious tone, Sun Taohua shrank back sheepishly. "Qingqing, don't be angry. I won't say it again. I shouldn't have spoken carelessly."

Upon hearing Sun Taohua's apology, Ji Qingqing didn't say anything more and continued with her work.

When it was lunchtime, Song Zhili cooked a stir-fried pork heart, a pork tripe and lotus seed soup, and stir-fried pork intestines with chili peppers.

None of Hu Cuicui and the others had ever seen lotus seeds and chili peppers before. When Song Zhili was stir-frying large intestines, the spiciness in the air made her sneeze several times.

"Mom, you eat first, don't wait for me. I'll go and bring food to Ziming and the others."

After finishing her sentence, Song Zhili slung the food box over her shoulder and walked out. Seeing this, Sun Taohua's eyes darted around, and she nudged Ji Qingqing with her shoulder, "Qingqing, why does Da Ya go out to deliver food every day? Who is she delivering it to? I heard from my mother-in-law that the hunter who lives at the foot of the mountain has been coming to your house a lot lately. I heard that he likes Da Ya, which is why he keeps coming to your house. Is that true?"

He Chengjing would come to Song Zhili's house for dinner in the evenings, and sometimes other villagers would see him. Soon the rumor spread.

Ji Qingqing was shocked to hear this. They had been staying in the courtyard most of the time and hadn't gone out much, so Ji Qingqing had no idea about the rumors circulating outside.

"Don't talk nonsense. Let me tell you, that hunter He is teaching our Ziming how to hunt. He doesn't charge us any money, he just provides us with meals, that's all. It's not like what's being said outside."

Afraid that Sun Taohua would overthink things, Ji Qingqing lowered her voice and told her the truth. Upon hearing this, Sun Taohua shut her mouth and stopped asking questions. She then sat down at the dining table with Ji Qingqing and saw that all the dishes on the table were offal. She couldn't help but purse her lips.

She and Ji Qingqing went to the kitchen together and got a bowl of rice. After returning to the table, she ate the rice without touching any of the other dishes.

Hu Cuicui thought she was just shy. "Taohua, why are you just eating rice? Have some vegetables. Don't be shy, we're all family. Come on, eat this, it's delicious."

As Hu Cuicui spoke, she used a pair of clean chopsticks to pick up some pig heart and put it into Sun Taohua's bowl. Before Sun Taohua could refuse, Hu Cuicui had already put it in her bowl.

"Look how thin you are. Here, this soup is quite delicious. Let me serve you a bowl."

Hu Cuicui truly felt sorry for the child. She didn't know before that Sun Taohua was the wife that Wu the Cripple had bought. She had often heard Wu the Cripple beat his wife in the village.

"Thank you, Aunt Hu."

Sun Taohua wore a happy expression and accepted the bowl of pork tripe soup.

Suppressing the urge to feel nauseous, she took a small sip. When it entered her mouth, she thought it would taste terrible, but it didn't. She then took a big gulp.

"Auntie, this is really delicious. Da Ya is amazing."

Hearing Sun Taohua praise Song Zhili, Hu Cuicui smiled proudly, "Haha, that's right, my daughter is amazing."

Everyone enjoyed the meal immensely, and the dishes on the table were almost all gone. There was only one dish that wasn't touched much: the stir-fried pork intestines. It wasn't that the dish was bad, but Song Zhili had added chili peppers to it. None of them had ever eaten chili peppers before, and when they ate this dish, they were all overwhelmed by the spiciness.

Even if the dish tasted delicious, they dared not take any more.

This dish was only edible for Song Zhili and Song Hai, which surprised Song Zhili. She hadn't expected that Song Hai was the one who could eat the spiciest food.

Everyone was incredibly envious when they saw him take a bite of pork intestine and a sip of wine.

"Grandpa, don't you feel a burning sensation on your lips after eating this? Daya, what did you put in this dish? Is your mouth okay?"

Seeing Song Zhili and Song Hai eating so happily, Song Zidong couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, this is chili pepper. You might not be used to the taste, but you'll get used to it after eating it a few more times. I saw it by chance in town today and bought it. Hehe, brother, listen to me, you should try it again."

Song Zidong quickly waved his hand. His mouth had just gotten a little better and didn't feel so spicy anymore. "No, no, no, I won't eat it."

However, after hearing Song Zhili's words, Hu Cuicui picked up her chopsticks again, picked up a large intestine, and put it in her mouth.

After she finished eating, she frantically fanned her mouth with her hand, saying, "Mom, drink some water!"

Seeing this, Ji Qingqing quickly handed over the bowl of water that Hu Cuicui had just drunk.

Hu Cuicui took it and gulped it down in a few mouthfuls. "No, my mouth still feels the same."

Seeing Hu Cuicui like this, Song Zhili suppressed the urge to laugh, ate a few more bites, and then began to clear the table.

Li Shi was reluctant to let Song Zhili wash the dishes. She snatched the bowls and chopsticks from Song Zhili's hands and said, "Da Ya, go and rest. I'll do it."