After being reborn for so long, her cooking skills have slowly returned, mainly because she has a lot of supplies and plenty of ingredients to practice with. If it were Liu Yumei, she would not be willing to use so much oil.

Soon, the aroma of chicken soup wafted from the kitchen. Authentic free-range chicken only needed a little salt to make it fragrant, and a layer of clear yellow oil naturally floated on the chicken soup.

The two people who were working in the yard felt weak all over when they smelled the fragrance. They were so hungry that they could eat a whole cow. It smelled so good.

Qiao Shaorong exclaimed, then he remembered what happened.

He hurried into the house, quickly took out another packet of medicine and rushed into the kitchen.

Ji Qinglan saw him come in, took off the iron cover under the stove, dug around inside with an iron hook, picked out the slag, then took down the aluminum pot and added a few pieces of coal into it.

Put the pot back on and place the herbs in the cloth bag into the pot.

Ji Qinglan took a look and found that it was indeed a herb.

"I almost forgot, grandpa's medicine hasn't been prepared yet." Qiao Shaorong spoke only after he had done all this.

She saw it, and Liu Yumei saw it too, and the two looked at each other.

"Comrade Qiao, where did you get this medicine?" Ji Qinglan asked. She knew that due to the limitations of the times, many excellent traditional Chinese medical masters were persecuted and had to hide.

In fact, Liu Yumei's illness is more suitable for slow treatment with Chinese medicine.

Qiao Shaorong glanced at Liu Yumei, who was busy making fire, and hesitated before saying, "It was my grandfather's old friend. I asked him to help write the prescription. My grandfather has been in the countryside for a few years, and his health has been very poor. He needs to be carefully taken care of."

Liu Yumei listened carefully while holding the firewood in her hand. She actually drank a lot of Chinese medicine for this disease and was particularly sensitive to these.

"Oh! That doctor must be very good." Ji Qinglan said.

"It's okay!" Qiao Shaorong waved his hand. He didn't want to talk about this issue any more. It's not that he didn't trust Ji Qinglan and the others, but this matter was indeed not suitable for discussion.

Liu Yumei opened her mouth but didn't know what to say. After all, they had just met, so how could she dare let him take the risk to help them?

Ji Qinglan stopped talking and continued to stir-fry the meat in the pot. She remembered that three years passed and then the darkness passed.

Qiao Shaorong asked Ji Qinglan to help look after the medicine and went out again. The two of them concentrated on cooking in the kitchen.

When the diced meat in the pot is almost cooked, add a little bit of fermented black beans and stir-fry until fragrant, then add water to cover the meat, cover the pot, bring to a boil over high heat and then simmer over low heat.

An hour later, the chicken soup was ready and the vegetables were fried.

Chicken stewed with mushrooms, braised potatoes, black fungus and pork slices, hand-shredded lotus root, and sweet potato rice.

Although there were only four dishes, the portions were large. The five people gathered around the table and ate happily. Qiao Shaorong took out a bottle of wine and filled a glass for Zhang Jianguo. The two of them ate their dishes quickly while clinking glasses.

The chicken was soft and boneless, and the braised pork was fatty but not greasy, melting in the mouth. It was very suitable for the teeth of the elderly. Mr. Qiao was very satisfied with the meal. This was the first normal meal he had since returning.

Xincheng's backpack was next to his mother. He watched everyone eating and kept saying "ah ah oh oh". He stretched out his little hands to crawl onto the table. When he saw his mother pick up some food with chopsticks, he opened his mouth. As a result, he opened his mouth for a long time but got nothing. He was so anxious that he started to cry.

Several people looked at it and laughed.

Ji Qinglan quickly fed him a few grains of white rice, watched him take a few sips and swallow them, then pointed at the meat on the table and screamed.

"You are still young and cannot eat oily and meaty foods, otherwise you will have diarrhea." Ji Qinglan pulled his hand, but Xiao Xincheng refused and pointed at the table and shouted.

“Eat, eat, eat…” I actually learned a new word.

Ji Qinglan found it very funny. He is now six and a half months old, and she was thinking about giving him some complementary food when she goes back.

When Mr. Qiao saw this, he put down his bowl and chopsticks, got up and went back to the house. After a while, he came out again with something in his hand and stuffed it into Xin Cheng's hand.

Xin Cheng took it and stopped crying. He grabbed the thing and started looking at it, then put it in his mouth and chewed it.

Ji Qinglan was shocked when he saw it. It turned out to be a palm-sized pony carved out of white jade. Seeing his son putting it in his mouth, he quickly snatched it away and returned it to Mr. Qiao.

"It's okay, give it to Xincheng to play with. I like this child." Old Qiao said indifferently and continued eating with the bowl in his hand.

Ji Qinglan was at a loss as to what to do with the pony in his hand. This pony, carved out of white jade, looked lifelike and obviously not cheap.

"It's too expensive. A child might break it."

"Sister Qinglan, just keep it! You cannot refuse a gift from an elder. Your coming here makes our home lively. My grandpa is very happy." Qiao Shaorong said with a smile. He didn't care about this small item.

Ji Qinglan had no choice but to thank him. Xin Cheng took advantage of her inattention and started playing with the pony again, but Ji Qinglan was careful not to let him put it in his mouth. In the end, he took the pony and knocked it here and there in the basket on his back, making “ah ah oh oh” sounds all the time.

Ji Qinglan held the basket on his back and paid attention to him while eating.

With this episode, the atmosphere at the dinner table became more lively. Old Qiao ate half a bowl of rice more than usual. Ji Qinglan and the other three were also full. Qiao Shaorong and Zhang Jianguo drank some wine, their faces flushed, and they were both drunk.

After dinner, it was completely dark.

Ji Qinglan and Liu Yumei cleaned up the dishes. Except for a bowl of chicken soup, the braised pork and stir-fried pork with black fungus were all eaten.

After putting the chicken soup into the cupboard and closing the door, Qiao Shaorong also came in to bring medicine to Old Qiao. He smiled and said, "Sister Qinglan, the dishes you cooked are really delicious. Grandpa will scold me for cooking pig food in the future."

The two of them laughed, and Ji Qinglan said, "It's not as exaggerated as you say. They are all home-cooked flavors. As long as Mr. Qiao likes them, it's fine."

"You don't know, my grandfather's mouth is so bad that most people can't serve him. In the past, our family always had... Forget it, I won't say more." Qiao Shaorong said embarrassedly and went out with the medicine bowl.

After cleaning up, Ji Qinglan mixed a bowl of milk powder for her son. Qiao Shaorong saw her still holding the bowl and feeding her son with a spoon, and couldn't help asking: "Sister Qinglan, didn't you equip Xincheng with a bottle?"

Ji Qinglan shook her head: "We don't sell bottles over there, and I didn't see any in the store today. We can only feed him this way. He's used to it anyway."

Ever since she fell ill after her rebirth, she found that her milk supply had returned. Fortunately, the system sent her milk powder, otherwise Xin Cheng would only be able to drink rice soup.

No, if the subsidy system had not come, he would not even have rice soup to drink.

Qiao Shaorong understood what was going on and said, "The state-owned stores may have this but the quality may not be good. We have to buy it at the Friendship Store."

Ji Qinglan nodded as soon as she heard it. She was sure to go to the Friendship Store, but she didn't want to trouble Qiao Shaorong as he had only been back for a few days.

When she comes back from the hospital tomorrow, she will find a place to exchange foreign exchange coupons.

Xin Cheng drank quickly and thought Ji Qinglan was feeding him too slowly. He held the bowl with both hands and put it to his mouth to drink. Ji Qinglan was so anxious that he had to hold the bowl to prevent it from falling to the ground.

Qiao Shaorong went into the house by himself and soon came out with a stack of tickets.

"Sister Qinglan, I happen to have some foreign exchange certificates here, you can use them."

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