After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

When I returned to the He family, it was just past the 3:00 p.m.

Song Huiling crouched down and tiptoed into the yard. He looked around but didn't see anyone.

Then he hushed to A'mo, and after he put down the tofu basket, he quickly rushed into the kitchen and put away the iron pot and iron spoon, then he breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

She has tried several times. He Zhan is very opposed to her doing business, so she should try to avoid it if possible.

Song Huiling came out of the kitchen and went into the west room.

Yang turned sideways towards her, still lying on the bed.

Song Huiling walked to the bedside and stretched his head to look. Yang's eyes were closed and the noise of someone entering the room did not wake her up.

"Mom, it's getting dark, it's time to get up."

Song Huiling called out softly, but the person on the bed remained motionless.

It’s not a big deal to sleep like this all day.

She sat down on the bed and shook Yang gently. Yang slowly opened her eyes, sleepy, and said slowly: "Hui Ling, mother doesn't want to eat breakfast, you guys eat it, don't worry about mother."

I'm so sleepy!

Song Huiling quickly reached out and touched Yang's forehead, and found that she didn't have a fever.

Then he said in a serious tone: "Mom, it's time for dinner. You can't sleep like this any longer. I'll call you after dinner is ready. You have to get up this time no matter what."

Yang's lifeless eyes were half open, her eyelids were still a little swollen, and she responded softly, "Yeah."

Song Huiling walked out of the west room and looked up at the sky. The sun was setting in the west and the evening clouds were heavy.

The day is almost over, why hasn’t He Zhan come back yet?

Song Huiling asked A'mo to go into the kitchen to help and started cooking dinner.

Taking advantage of the leftover tofu pudding and soy milk, she planned to make tofu pudding noodles and a pot of vegetable tofu.

There were several strings of dried chili peppers hanging on the beam in the kitchen. Song Huiling stood on tiptoe and stretched out his hand to reach them, but was still unable to reach them.

She simply gave up and asked the tall A'mo to take down a dozen pieces of dried chili peppers.

"Damn, am I so short now?" Song Huiling felt a little heart-broken. In her previous life, she was 1.72 meters tall!

Upon hearing this, A'mo stood in front of Song Huiling, put his palm on the top of her head, and then slowly moved it diagonally downwards. When it touched her head, his palm moved flatly until the back of his hand touched his chin, and then he stopped.

Song Huiling looked up at the sky in silence: "I know I'm short, but there's no need to emphasize it."

What made her even more speechless was He Zhan.

Yesterday, she instructed him to hang the dried chili pepper sections on the beam, preferably higher up so that they would not be swept over his head when he walked.

But he gave her an ambiguous look. Song Huiling didn't understand it yesterday, but now she understood it. It was obvious that he was questioning whether she could reach it with her height.

If he had told her to hang a little shorter, she wouldn't be unable to even reach a chili node now.

Song Huiling washed the dried chilies and cut them into small pieces.

He also found a stone mortar that had been unused for some time, cleaned it, and gave it to A'mo, asking him to be responsible for pounding the glutinous rice cakes and chili peppers.

Song Huiling threw a few cloves of garlic and some slices of ginger into the stone mortar and instructed A'mo to crush them with the pestle and mortar.

Then he added some salt and some chili peppers, and said to Ah Mo, "Next, you will be responsible for pounding the chili peppers mindlessly, pounding them like crazy to blend the flavors of ginger and garlic. Then continue to add chili peppers and pound them in small amounts and multiple times until everything is pounded. Do you understand?"

Ah Mo held the pestle and mortar tightly and nodded reluctantly. He obviously had a brain.

On the way back, Song Huiling bought a few bags of Chinese cabbage from an old farmer, and washed and chopped them for later use.

While A'mo was still mindlessly pounding peppers, Song Huiling cleaned the iron pot and poured the raw soy milk into it to cook.

After the soy milk boiled, she poured the chopped cabbage into the pot. When the vegetables were cooked, she used a long spoon to skim off the foam and took the iron pot down.

There was still some gypsum water made in the morning, so Song Huiling slowly poured it into the pot. After adding it in small amounts several times, the soy milk and Chinese cabbage gradually solidified together, and clear water slowly appeared in the pot.

After a while, when the tofu was almost solidified, Song Huiling pressed it a few times with a colander and scooped out the excess water with a spoon, and the vegetable tofu was done.

This dish was taught to her by a kind-hearted local lady when she visited Bijie Tea Garden in her previous life.

This vegetarian dish is very popular locally and is basically a must-have vegetarian dish in every restaurant.

Especially in the hot summer, every household cannot do without vegetable tofu for meals. The fresh and tender tofu is wrapped with sweet chopped vegetables, and it tastes unique even without dipping it in chili.

However, local villagers always have a bowl of dipping sauce made of hot peppers when eating vegetable tofu. There is a local saying that a son-in-law is afraid of his mother-in-law and a son-in-law is afraid of hot peppers and vegetable tofu.

For those who love spicy food, just one bowl of vegetable tofu can be enough to make several bowls of dipping sauce.

After you have eaten and drunk your fill, scoop up a large bowl of cool water and drink it all in one gulp. The refreshing and sweet taste will make you feel refreshed both physically and mentally.

After making the vegetable tofu, Song Huiling started to mix the flour to make tofu pudding noodles.

Tofu pudding noodles is a famous snack in Zunyi. The noodles used are wide knife noodles that are wider and longer than ordinary noodles.

Ordinary noodles are cooked with water, but tofu noodles are cooked with soy milk. The noodles cooked in this way are chewy and delicious.

After the cooked noodles are poured with a bowl of soy milk, covered with a piece of tofu pudding, and paired with a bowl of special soul-decorated diced meat dipping sauce, it is guaranteed to be a mouthful of deliciousness.

However, what Song Huiling made was a low-end version of tofu pudding noodles, and many ingredients were not complete.

To make the soul dipping sauce, you need not only glutinous rice cake peppers, but also sweet sauce and bean paste, but I didn’t have any at home.

The tofu pudding she made was not authentic enough. If you want it to be tender and firm, you have to use sour soup to make the tofu. She didn't have sour soup, so she could only make do with gypsum water. The tofu pudding made in this way might have a slightly bitter taste. I can only improve it next time.

Song Huiling didn’t know whether He Zhan would come back today, but she still did his share.

After working until the sun went down, the dinner was finally ready.

Song Huiling went to the west room to call Yang to get up. She woke up, but she was weak and had no strength.

She couldn't do it, so she called A'mo into the house to help carry him to the yard.

The stone bench had no backrest, and Yang's body felt weak when she sat on it. Seeing that she was about to fall backwards, A'mo stood directly behind her, back to back, and served as a human backrest for her.

There was a traffic jam at the back, but Yang started to wander left and right again.

Song Huiling asked A'mo to support Yang, then moved a stool and sat next to Yang, using one shoulder to support her body which was about to fall.

Seeing Yang like this, Song Huiling originally wanted to send her back to the house to continue lying down, but the ventilation of the stone house was really poor, and she was worried that Yang would suffocate again, so she could only make do with it for the time being, and wait until she finished her meal and took a breath before sending her back inside.

Fortunately, Yang's condition was not too bad and she still had the strength in her hands to hold the bowl and eat.

The three of them were eating in extremely strange postures. When they were halfway through their meal, Song Huiling heard the sound of the courtyard door opening.

Slowly turning around, I saw He Zhan pushing open the gate and walking in into the night.

Even though the candlelight in the courtyard was dim, Song Huiling could still see the deep fatigue in his eyes.

He Zhan closed the gate and walked in. Yang, who was originally weak and unable to take care of herself, suddenly jumped up from the stone bench.

Song Huiling was so frightened that her hands trembled, and the tofu noodles she had just picked up slipped between her chopsticks and fell into the bowl, splashing soy milk all over her face.