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"Mother Ma, if you slander me again, I will let everyone in the village know that you have three sons and three fathers!"

After Meng Wantang finished speaking, there was silence from the other side.

After a long while, three words popped out: "You fart!"

"Whether the three children have the same father, you only need to go to a large hospital in the provincial capital for identification. If you scold me again, I will post it all. Call you a rag! You have no evidence, spread rumors about me, I can't There is evidence to kill you."

Meng Wantang was glad that she had read the book.

Although the book only mentions the male and female protagonists, they are either making sauce or making stuffing. When it comes to supporting roles, there are too many plots, and the story about Aunt Ma is quite exciting.

There was absolutely no sound next door.

She looked down at the two children looking at her with admiration.

Meng Wantang was a little embarrassed and deliberately said with a cold face: "Do you know why Mrs. Ma doesn't dare to scold me? That's because I am not afraid of the shadow! I have never done those things, so I am full of confidence. She doesn't reply. , because she has done those things."

Meng Wantang took the opportunity to explain clearly to the children.

Otherwise, it would be strange if the child would not be left with a psychological shadow if he was scolded every day as a bastard raised by a little whore.

"In the future, if someone scolds you, make it clear to them. If they do it again, I'll hit you back. Hit me in the stomach, not your head. If you hit someone stupid, I'll have to pay for it."

Lu Qingye's mouth twitched fiercely as he listened to Meng Wantang's words in the room.

He wanted to call the child into the house, but when he thought that he had come here like this when he was a child, he suddenly fell silent.

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The sun has set.

The commune members also went home one after another with their hoes in hand.

Meng Wantang planned to go home to refine oil and left quickly.

"Are you hungry? If you're not hungry, cook later and I'll refine the oil first." Meng Wantang asked Lu Qingye while washing her hands when she entered the room.

Lu Qingye ate a lot, and there was no place to move, so naturally he wasn't hungry.

"It's okay to have dinner later."

"Then I'll refine the oil first."

Meng Wantang cleaned the pot, heated it up, and then threw the cut suet into the pot.

Several children came back after smelling the fragrance.

Goudan lit the fire, Gou Sheng and Xiaopang sat on the small bench next to them, holding Ma Lian in their hands and making a pony for Xiaopang. Xiaopang held the pony and kept staring at the pot.

Gou Sheng's hands kept moving, and his eyes were looking at the same place as Xiaopang.

"I'll eat lard residue for you later." Meng Wantang thought that there was no cabbage at home, so she said to Gou Sheng, "Gou Sheng, go to your aunt's vegetable patch and bring back some cabbage. Today we will eat pig Stir-fried cabbage with oil residue."

"it is good!"

Gou Sheng took the basket and left.

The kids next door are making a fuss again.

Meng Wantang's lips curved into a sneer. The children next door started to make noises more often!

She also planned to bake the pancakes and put some sugar into the pancakes. The aroma would be sweet and could spread far and wide.

It happens to be a pan of oil, so don’t waste it.

Meng Wantang scalded the noodles with hot water, waited for the noodles to mix well, rolled them into a large piece, then used a spoon to spread some lard on it, spread it evenly, and finally rolled it up to make a dough, and put it in a basin to wake up. With.

After the lard was refined, Meng Wantang poured the lard into an enamel basin with a lid.

This pot was bought on the day of the market.

Meng Wantang came into the house with a lard basin. What was left in the pot was put in a small bowl, planning to use it when making pancakes and cooking today.

"I am back!"

Gou Sheng came in carrying a basket.

Meng Wantang looked outside.

Oh open!

This guy is really cruel. He shouldn't pull out all the vegetables in other people's vegetable fields, right?

"Go inside and get a basin and wash the vegetables." Meng Wantang had no time to spare, so she asked Gou Sheng and Goudan to pick and wash the vegetables.

The two children are quite good at picking vegetables, and they don't need Meng Wantang to teach them.

Meng Wantang started to fry the pancakes and put the pancakes into the pan, and soon the aroma came out.

The kids next door are making more noise.

There were sounds of cursing in the yard, and Meng Wantang deliberately said loudly: "Come, have a fried pancake, it's delicious!"

"Eat, eat, eat, are you Zhu Bajie reincarnated? Why don't I eat you to death!"

No matter how fiercely Mrs. Ma scolded her, she only dared to accuse Sang and Huai. She did not dare to say that Meng Wantang was not serious.

Meng Wantang was happy and called Gou Sheng: "Lu Suihe, come here!"

"What?"

Gou Sheng looked reluctant.

"Open your mouth."

The dog was still conscious and opened its mouth. Meng Wantang put a large piece of lard residue into his mouth. After chewing it twice, the little guy's eyes widened.

"Is it tasty?"

Meng Wantang specially picked two large pieces of lard residue and stuffed them into Goudan and Xiaopang's mouths.

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The three children nodded.

"Let's make some stir-fry and then we'll eat. You go and set the table and get the bowls and chopsticks." Meng Wantang directed the children to work.

She cut up the cabbage, poured it into the pot and stir-fried over high heat.

The biscuits were too dry and the vegetables were put out. Meng Wantang made an egg drop soup.

An egg is seasoned, a few green vegetables are put in it, and two handfuls of firewood soup is ready.

Meng Wantang came into the house with soup and filled half a bowl for each of the children.

"Don't stand there, let's eat."

Meng Wantang watched the children eat first. She took a pillow filled with buckwheat, helped Lu Qingye sit up more, and put the pillow on him.

"Does your waist still hurt a lot?" Meng Wantang asked him.

Although Lu Qingye's expression remained calm, the pain in his back made him turn pale.

Meng Wantang saw it and no longer needed to ask.

"I have soaked the medicinal materials in sesame oil. It takes five days to boil the medicine. After it is brewed, it will take a few days to dissipate the fire poison. By the time the plaster is made, your medical injury will be almost healed." Meng Wantang frowned , "It would be nice if there were silver needles. I'll give you acupuncture for a few days first. It can be done faster."

Lu Qingye pursed his lips, but still didn't say anything.

If Feng Dongyang can't be found, telling her this now is just empty joy.

"eat first."

Meng Wantang planned to ask someone to find out who had extra silver needles and could not give her a pair.

Without silver needles, it would be difficult to see a doctor.

Otherwise, there would be no need to lie on the kang for several days after getting two needles.

Lu Qingye had never eaten Meng Wantang's cooking before. Recently, he ate her cooking every day and realized that her cooking skills were very good.

Meng Wantang was starving.

Probably because she was working in the fields, she ate half a piece of cake and drank a bowl of soup. After eating, she started to feel sleepy.

Meng Wantang cheered up and fed the little fat man. He was small and had a good appetite. He ate a quarter of the cake, drank half a bowl of soup, and ate a lot of vegetables.

The little guy burped and smiled sheepishly at Meng Wantang.

"Are you full?"

Children say that if you grow fat, you will grow fat.

It has only been a few days, and Xiaopang has become fatter than before.

The little fat boy still refused to speak, so he nodded and sat on the kang to play, without Meng Wantang having to worry about it.

After dinner, the two children went down to help get the bowls and clear the table.

Goudan took the initiative to wash the dishes.

Gou Sheng walked to Meng Wantang and asked in a low voice: "Will our family still live together in the future?"

"What's wrong?"

Meng Wantang looked at the medicine she bought and found that it was almost soaked and could be boiled into oil today. The big pot she eats in doesn't work, so she has a small iron pot at home that works just fine.

Meng Wantang walked outside, and Gou Sheng followed him: "Our family eats meat every day and also eats white flour, which is better than people in the city. But if we eat like this for a few days and we don't have anything to eat, what will we eat in the future?"

"Can I still make you hungry?" Meng Wantang was already thinking of ways to make more money back.

"It's like you gave me food before."

Gou Sheng really dares to say that.

If it were the original owner, it would probably be over with just one slap.

Meng Wantang looked down at the child and said without changing her expression: "Have I made you hungry recently?"

"That's not it."

"That's it, from now on, I won't let you three go hungry again."

Meng Wantang said, lighting the fire, cleaning the pot and putting it on the stove. When the pot is hot, pour the camphor dandelion in and stir-fry to get out the moisture in it.

When the camphor dandelion is fried, she pours the medicinal materials into the pot and squeezes the medicine.

The medicinal smell is quite strong.

The neighbors could smell it.

"Ouch, the smell of medicine is so strong!" A person suddenly appeared on the wall, "Is this medicine for your Lu Er? Is he dying soon?"