Husband and father in another world are responsible

After tasting the snacks, Dr. Hu took out the pulse pillow and began to diagnose the pulse of Ye Qinglan and Ji Ningxu.

After waiting quietly for a while, seeing that Dr. Hu's expression was normal and nothing unusual, Ji Chunshan felt a lot more at ease in his heart, but he still asked, "How is it, Uncle Hu?"

"That's right, Brother Lan's health is fine, but the illness comes like a mountain, and goes away like a thread, and you have to take care of it for a while, and you have to get rid of the root of the disease. Xu'er mainly focuses on nourishing and nourishing. Nothing can be seen in the time, and we need to persevere. The weather has become colder recently, so we should pay more attention and don't catch cold again." Dr. Hu warned.

"I remember, don't worry, I will take good care of Qinglan and Xu'er." Ji Chunshan nodded in response.

After a few more instructions, Dr. Hu had to go to another place for medical treatment, so he was about to leave. Ji Chunshan specially wrapped some meat floss pancakes for Dr. Hu to take away. He wanted to get some brown sugar, egg, and date cakes, but Dr. Hu said no. If you like sweet, let it go.

After seeing off Dr. Hu, Ji Chunshan made some snacks and sent them to Aunt Wu.

Ji's family used to have some family background, and Ji's father and Ji's mother were kind and kind, so they were very popular in the village, and they made good friends with many people, and their daily exchanges were very lively.

It's just that after Ji's family fell, Ji's father and Ji's mother moved to the current house with Ji Chunshan, far away from the village, so they had less contacts and gradually alienated.In addition, the older Ji Chunshan grew, the more ineffective he became. Later, Ji's father and Ji mother died one after another, and basically cut off contact with the villagers.Now it is only Aunt Wu who visits the door from time to time because she misses Ye Qinglan and Ji Ningxu.

Aunt Wu's house was smaller than Ji's house, with only two main rooms, but it was neatly tidied up, very typical of a small farmyard.

"Auntie, are you home?" Ji Chunshan shouted standing outside the fence gate.

"Who is it?" Aunt Wu's voice came from the room.

"Auntie, it's me." Ji Chunshan replied.

Aunt Wu came out of the house and said, "Shanzi? Why are you here? Is there something wrong with Brother Lan?"

"No, Qinglan is fine." Ji Chunshan hurriedly explained: "I made two kinds of dim sum, and I brought some for you to try."

"Snacks?" Aunt Wu just saw the oiled paper bag in Ji Chunshan's hand, "Oh, I'm scared, I'm fine. Come, let's talk in the room."

Ji Chunshan followed into the house, opened the greased paper bag holding the dim sum in his hand, and put it on the table, "Auntie, these are meat muffins, and brown sugar egg jujube cake, all made by me, you have a taste How about it."

Aunt Wu looked at the dim sum in the bag, but she didn't eat it, she wrapped it up again, and said: "It's enough if you have this intention, you should take it back and give it to Xu'er and Brother Lan, I don't like it too much Eat these."

Before Ji Chunshan could speak, he took out a large and a small pair of cloth shoes from the sewing basket next to him, and said, "You came just in time, these are the shoes I made for Brother Lan and Xu'er, I just made them, Later, you can take it back by the way, and save me another trip."

Looking at the two pairs of finely stitched and exquisitely handcrafted cloth shoes, Ji Chunshan said enviously: "My aunt's craftsmanship is really good, and the shoes made are no worse than those sold in shops in the town. It's a pity that I don't have any." The good fortune of Qinglan and Xu'er."

"You are a big man, and you are still jealous of your husband's child? Promise!" Aunt Wu scolded him, and said: "You are indispensable, but you men have heavy feet, and the shoe soles are more expensive. It’s only forbidden to wear after a few layers. Here, it’s for you, the uppers are all ready, and they can be made tomorrow.” He said, pointing to a half-finished sole in the pointer line basket.

"Hey, then I'll thank Auntie first." Ji Chunshan said with a smile.He just said it casually, but he didn't expect to have him, so he couldn't help being flattered.

Putting the two pairs of shoes in his bosom, Ji Chunshan bid farewell to Aunt Wu and planned to leave.

"Take the snacks back too." Aunt Wu saw that Ji Chunshan was leaving, but she had no intention of taking the bag of snacks, so she picked it up by herself and wanted to give it to Ji Chunshan.

Ji Chunshan hurriedly took two steps out of the house, and said: "Auntie, keep it for food, you can give it away if you don't like it. I have made a lot, and there is still at home, enough for Qinglan and Xu'er to eat for a few days."

Aunt Wu's pace was no faster than Ji Chunshan's. When she left the house, Ji Chunshan had already walked outside the fence.After shouting twice, seeing that Ji Chunshan left without looking back, he had no choice but to give up.

After returning home, Ji Chunshan started to work again. First, he cut the meat with the noodles and continued to make meat muffins. When the pancakes were almost done, he took a short break and took out the soaked beans last night, ready to grind them. Tofu.

The tools at home are complete, and the raw materials are sufficient. Although the profit of making tofu is not high, it is better than nothing, especially for Ji Chunshan who can barely afford the medicine money for his wife and children.

But what Ji Chunshan wants to do is not only tofu, he also plans to make some soy products such as fragrant dried chicken, oil skin, etc., and bring them to the market in Yanghe Town tomorrow to sell.

Ji Chunshan pushed the stone mill at a constant speed against the wooden pole with one hand, and added a ladle of water or grabbed a handful of soaked soybeans into the hole in the center of the stone mill with the other hand from time to time. The gap overflowed, and flowed into the wooden barrel below along the slightly inclined stone trough. After a short time, more than half of the barrel was already filled.

Because there are so many beans to be soaked this time, [-] catties, there is not enough wooden barrels for soy milk at home, so Ji Chunshan can only make them while grinding them.

Busy and busy, the afternoon passed. For dinner, Chunshan directly made meat floss porridge with meat floss, and fried two refreshing side dishes. Ye Qinglan seemed to have a good appetite, and ate two bowls at once.

After Ye Qinglan and Ji Ningxu both drank the medicine and applied trauma medicine to Ye Qinglan, seeing that everything was settled, Ji Chunshan went back to the west room to rest.

Before dawn the next day, Ji Chunshan hurriedly got up from the kang, went into the kitchen and began to grind the remaining ten catties of beans from yesterday.Originally, Ji Chunshan soaked a total of [-] catties of beans, of which [-] catties had been made into soy products such as fragrant dried, vegetarian chicken, and oil skin yesterday. White tofu is not as easy to preserve as other soy products, and the fresher the better, the better the taste. So it's usually sold now.

In less than half an hour, Ji Chunshan made two boards of tofu weighing about twenty catties.Then he moved the two boards of tofu, as well as the two large baskets containing several soy products and meat muffins made yesterday to the cart, and tied them with ropes.There were a lot of things to sell, and two baskets couldn't fit on a shoulder pole. Fortunately, there was a wooden cart at home, which was made by Ji's father in the early years, but there was no animal, so Ji Chunshan had to pull it himself.

By the time everything was cleaned up, it was already daylight.Because Dr. Hu said that Ye Qinglan was recovering well and could eat pasta when Dr. Hu came for a follow-up visit yesterday, Ji Chunshan used yesterday's leftover chicken soup to make two bowls of chicken soup noodles. Very smooth.

After breakfast, Ji Chunshan gave Ye Qinglan and Ji Ningxu a few more instructions, and seeing that they obediently agreed, he pulled the cart and went out with confidence.

The last time Ji Chunshan went to the town with only baskets on his back, he walked for less than half an hour. This time, he was pulling a cart with a load of about a hundred catties, and the speed was naturally slower than last time. When he arrived at the market in Yanghe Town , the place is already very noisy and crowded, the stalls are one after another, some are people from the town, but more are villagers from the surrounding villages, and the things they sell are also agricultural products such as fresh vegetables and fruits, chicken, duck, meat and eggs, baskets of straw mats, etc. Mainly, there are also some hawkers who sell snacks, carrying burdens and yelling and selling while walking.

Ji Chunshan came late, so the good seats were naturally gone. He dragged the cart for a while, and finally found a vacant seat in the deepest part of the market, and he quickly took it without picking one.

After putting the trolley away, Ji Chunshan untied the tied ropes, then took out some meat floss cakes and several kinds of bean products from the basket, and placed them outside as samples.

"Young man, what are you selling? I haven't seen it before. It's food, right?" Ji Chunshan was on the right hand side of an old man selling willow weaving. He had just sold two baskets. Now that he was free, he followed Ji Chunshan, a new neighbor, strikes up a conversation.

Ji Chunshan replied with a smile: "It's for food. It's dried fragrant, spiced and spicy, as well as smoked vegetarian chicken and bean curd skin. This is a kind of dim sum called meat muffins. Grandpa, do you want a piece?" Said With that, Ji Chunshan took out a piece of meat muffin from the basket and handed it to the old man.

The old man waved his hands again and again, and refused: "I'll just say it casually, it's a good thing, you'd better keep it and sell it."

But Ji Chunshan directly stuffed the meat floss pancake into the old man's hand, and said: "It's just a pancake, it's not bad for one and a half pieces, and the uncle will try it for me to see if it suits my taste. I also made it myself Yes, I don’t know if it will sell well or not.”

The old man saw Ji Chunshan's insistence and heard him say so, so he knew that he was not pretending to be polite like ordinary people, so he stopped shuffling and took the meat floss pancake. After taking a small bite, he didn't eat any more It was stuffed into his arms.

Seeing this, Ji Chunshan couldn't help asking: "Why didn't the uncle eat it, but does it taste bad?"

"Why?" The old man hurriedly explained: "Your meatloaf is delicious and soft. I have never eaten such a delicious snack in my life. It's just that I ate a lot for breakfast today, but now I can't eat much. something."

Let’s not talk about the old man’s previous words, but Ji Chunshan doesn’t believe what he said later. He vaguely guessed the old man’s intentions, but he didn’t ask any more questions. I don’t worry about the weather for a few days, when I feel hungry, it’s the same when I eat again.”

The old man said yes again and again.

While waiting for the business to arrive, Ji Chunshan chatted with the old man to relieve boredom. Ji Chunshan found out that the old man's surname was He. He was from Shangliu Village, north of Yanghe Town. He had a son and a daughter. A few years ago, he had an emergency and he was gone. His daughter-in-law couldn't hold back and left a pair of children and remarried. There are not many fields at home. Fortunately, he has a craft of willow weaving. He lives with his wife and two grandchildren. It's not bad. go down.