Chapter 1148

These rice noodles were topped with cilantro, green onions, and chili.

Thin slices of braised meat and pieces of braised pig's trotters were piled on top, with snow-white rice noodles in brown soup.

When the chopsticks stirred, an indescribable sour, spicy, and fragrant aroma mixed with the rich aroma of meat; let alone the two children, Ayiguli couldn't help but swallow her saliva!

It's really fragrant!

She couldn't resist at all; her stomach was clearly full, but at this moment she looked over longingly:

"Um, um... I, I should be able to eat a little more..."

"Mom, I want to eat too!"

"I can eat a little too!"

The two children became greedy together.

Wu Lan quickly handed over a bowl: "Eat, all eat! I just thought there were many snacks here, so I didn't serve you much, just one big bowl, you three try the taste, this is all your grandpa's skill."

As for the remaining two big bowls... with the amount those two could eat, anyone in the room could eat it.

For a time, the whole room was filled with rich fragrance.

And Ayiguli only took one bite, then sniffed—not because of the spice, but because of the emotion.

Father-in-law actually has such good skills!

Why did her husband never say so? He told them to eat more in the morning, but they returned to their hometown in winter and there were no vegetables...

Yeah, there are no vegetables in winter.

But there is fragrant milk, hot mantou, super delicious rice noodles, and the white fungus soup and rice cakes on the side...

But the stomach is really full!

The mother and three daughters were in tears, one bite at a time, and slowly even drank the soup.

Now they really couldn't eat another bit.

Song Tan quickly took the hawthorn pills that Dr. Guo gave before and handed one to each of them: "Digest, don't get bloated later... oh my, what a pity! The steamed rice cakes are soft and fragrant; I haven't gotten tired of eating them for a year, and I really wanted you to taste them."

As she said this, she picked up a piece and ate it neatly, watching the mother and three daughters who were chewing hawthorn pills drool even more.

But this time, even Wu Lan didn't give them any: "Don't eat, don't eat, this is already too much, you'll really get bloated later..."

Seeing the two little girls constantly touching their stomachs and asking what they ate in the morning, Wu Lan was a bit unsure:

"Tan Tan, why don't you take them to Dr. Guo for a massage? Otherwise, the children won't know how to say it, and they'll have stomach aches later."

Song Tan looked at Zhang Zhang Yanping: "Brother Zhang Yanping, why don't you take them?"

Zhang Zhang Yanping touched his face: "Forget it, I'm packing things, and I have to prepare a portion for Guo Dong, you take them directly."

Since the relationship was confirmed, he should prepare for the New Year. Although Guo Dong said there was no need to visit her mother, he still had to fulfill his side of the gifts.

At this moment, he should calculate what could be distributed from his year-end bonus.

Song Tan nodded: "Okay—Sister-in-law Guli, I'll take you to see our local traditional Chinese medicine! Do you go to the hospital when you see a doctor over there, or are there local specialty clinics?"

Ayiguli smiled: "Actually, we're fine, they don't often eat beef and mutton, their digestion is very good."

But although she said so, perhaps curiosity was aroused, so she stood up with Song Tan.

She added: "We also go to the hospital there, there are many hospitals. But some hospitals are very far, it takes a long time to drive."

After all, it's the frontier, it's really too vast.

Song Tan led them to blow the wind and take a walk, and the bloated stomach didn't seem so uncomfortable, so she introduced:

"The doctor in our village is also a girl, she looks very young, but she has a lot of experience. The hawthorn pills you ate were made by her, and the digestive effect is very good."

"It's not necessary for you to see a doctor, it's mainly to come out for a walk, it will digest faster."

"It's fine." Ayiguli smiled: "I like traditional Chinese medicine, we also have medicinal merchants coming to buy Fritillaria every year, I have an understanding of traditional Chinese medicine."

The two girls walked on the side, looking around, looking at the bamboo forest, the pond, and the white greenhouse, everything was fresh at a glance.

Song Tan introduced: "You can dig bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest, if you don't feel cold later, we can try."

"You can fish in the pond, the fish are very delicious, you can try fishing yourself."

Although the pond was drained, some were left inside.

"Strawberries, cucumbers, and watermelons are planted in the greenhouse, but you ate too much, leave your stomachs empty in the afternoon to eat these. I guarantee, they are better than what you ate in the morning!"

But what they ate in the morning was already the most delicious thing they had ever eaten! If it was even better than that...

The mother and three daughters were stunned together.

Walking and introducing like this, the four of them soon arrived at the clinic.

In the middle of winter, Guo Dong was burning a stove and holding a book, with a pile of medicinal materials in front of her.

"Dr. Guo, what are you doing?"

Guo Dong put down the book: "Although the mountains you contracted were plowed, wild vegetables will inevitably grow in the spring. I'm looking at the atlas, preparing to tell you, and dig some back to make herbal tea."

Wild vegetables will grow early, but those scattered, non-mainstream ones on the mountain, Song Tan didn't plan to sell anyway.

Hearing that Guo Dong had a use for them, she nodded directly:

"Okay, go pick them, we'll just prepare for spring sowing after picking."

As for what herbal tea, she didn't ask. Anyway, Dr. Guo has good things, and she never forgets them.

Her reputation was accumulated slowly through buckets of cooling tea in the summer.

Now seeing Song Tan bringing two strangers, and looking at their appearance, she knew it was Seventh Great-Uncle's daughter-in-law and children.

Thinking that Zhang Zhang Yanping's house was still dependent on this family, Guo Dong smiled even more enthusiastically:

"What's wrong? Is there anywhere uncomfortable?"

"No." Song Tan said distressedly:

"My Uncle Song let them eat full in the city before coming back, but the family boiled milk, boiled rice noodles, and steamed mantou..."

Goodness!

Guo Dong understood immediately, and looked at the mother and three daughters, crying and laughing:

"Oh my, what were you thinking? You say, you have peaches at home you don't eat, and you insist on eating breakfast at a roadside stall... what a pity!"

"I heard yesterday that Seventh Great-Uncle picked a watermelon and brought it back, preparing for you to eat... this is good, you can't taste the watermelon at all, right?"

Who says it isn't?

Let alone Ayiguli, even the two little girls sighed deeply.

And Guo Dong reached out to the two children:

"Come here, Auntie will touch your stomachs first to see if they are bloated. If so, I'll rub a few acupoints for you later to promote digestion."

She looked at her watch and smiled confidently: "Listen to me, that way when your stomachs are digested at noon, you can continue to eat."

"Otherwise, you'll have to wait until the afternoon!"