The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Chapter 855: Dissolution of Engagement (1)

 Snakes are cold-blooded animals that need to hibernate and usually wake up slowly after their hibernation. It's just that when I first woke up, the weather was still very cold, and even if I woke up, I wouldn't be able to walk around freely outside.

Now that the weather has warmed up, the snakes that have survived hibernation have come out. It is easy for the red python to summon a non-venomous snake, but snakes also have territories.

At that time, a bamboo-leaf green snake was entrenched in that area, and there could be no other non-venomous snakes around. The non-venomous snake summoned by the red python was still on its way, but Zhuyeqing wound someone. It can only be said that this was a coincidental accident, no one would have thought of it.

“That’s it, Xiao Chi, I’m sorry!” Knowing that he had wronged the red python, Mo Yan touched its head and apologized to it in shame.

The red python gently rubbed Mo Yan's hand with its hard mouth, expressing that he didn't mind and felt ashamed for not being able to stop the bamboo leaf green from doing evil in time.

"No, it's not your fault!" Mo Yan took out a fragrant roasted suckling pig from the space and fed it to the red python, and comforted: "Zhuyeqing is very aggressive and is famous among snakes. Even if you notice and stop it in time, , it is unlikely to let go of anyone who dares to invade its territory, so don’t take it to heart.”

After hearing this, the red python felt even more depressed. He made up his mind to go to that mountain to find the bamboo leaf green that dared to ignore its existence and attack its owner's friends at will, and teach it how to be a snake.

Mo Yan didn't know what the red python was thinking. He seemed unhappy when he saw it spitting out the letter, so he comforted it for a few words before getting up and going back to the room.

Back in the room, Mo Yan saw that Liu Tinglan had woken up. She was staring blankly at the roof, not knowing what she was thinking.

Hearing the footsteps, Liu Tinglan came back to her senses, patted the empty space beside her and said, "Yanyan, come and lie down, let's talk."

Mo Yan walked over but didn't lie down. He reached out and touched her forehead. Seeing that the temperature was normal, he asked, "Are you hungry? There is hot food in the pot. I'll bring it over for you to eat some!"

Liu Tinglan shook her head, her slightly dry lips pale: "I have no appetite and don't want to eat."

Hearing this, Mo Yan frowned and said, "You lost a lot of blood today. You can't do it without eating! Just wait, I'll make you a sweet soup. It'll be ready soon."

 After saying that, without giving Liu Tinglan a chance to stop her, Mo Yan put a travel journal into her hand and asked her to kill time while he went to the kitchen.

It was already very late at this time, and the others had already gone back to their rooms to rest. Mo Yan took out some fresh longan, red dates, peanuts and osmanthus from the space, planning to make a sweet longan and red date soup.

Mo Yan rinsed the longan, red dates and peanuts with water, put them all into a clay pot, added two bowls of diluted spiritual spring water, put them on the stove, opened the seal and simmered. The seal of the stove was opened, and the charcoal fire became more and more prosperous. The water in the clay pot boiled quickly.

 When the longan, red dates, and peanuts inside were almost stewed, Mo Yan added another spoonful of rice wine, a spoonful of brown sugar, and a pinch of fresh osmanthus. Soon the whole kitchen was filled with a sweet aroma. If the white fungus needs to be soaked for an hour to get the flavor out of the stew, adding some will make it taste better.

Liu Tinglan was leaning on the bedside, flipping through her travel notes absentmindedly. She heard the footsteps coming from outside the door. As soon as she sat up straight, she smelled an alluring sweet fragrance. She didn't feel hungry at first, but was attracted by this smell. When stimulated, saliva secreted from his mouth unconsciously.

Mo Yan came in with sweet soup and saw her friend sitting upright on the bed, holding a book and stretching her neck to look at the door eagerly. This childish look made people smile: "Well, this It’s a sweet soup that can replenish blood. Drink it while it’s hot. From now on, drink two bowls of it every day and you’ll feel better soon.”

 (End of this chapter)