Being scolded as a poor widow, I relied on supernatural powers to counterattack in ancient times

Chapter 144 Medical Conformity

"Some people like to spoil their mouths. If we yell and scold like her, wouldn't we be lowering our status? You must know that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for three years. Let's write this account down first, and seize the opportunity to clean up the person at once. "

"But mother, what should I do if I am very angry now?"

Bai Anyi angrily kicked the wheel of the wheel that he had unloaded. The cart was already parked on the slope by the river, but he kicked it down the river, and rolled along the slope into Qingshui River.

plop~
Seeing the wheels lying in the puddle by the river, Baiyunxi blinked, and couldn't help but burst out laughing,
"Won't this relieve the anger?"

It's also luck that the wheels didn't roll into the deep water, otherwise they wouldn't be able to find them if they were dying.

Hearing her mother's teasing tone, Bai Anyan touched his nose innocently, raised his chin proudly, and walked away.

"Hmph, it's cheaper for them this time."

Bai Yunxi shook his head, raised his heels, looked at the still angry young man, and chuckled lightly,
"Okay, I've got my anger out, don't be so stern. It's not worthwhile to fight against people who have nothing to do with it. Right now, the form is stronger than others. Cursing and fighting with people will only make other people laugh. When we get on with our lives, when we get there Sometimes, without our help, someone will borrow flowers to offer Buddha."

"Mother, don't worry, my son will work hard." Bai Anyi clenched his fists, his eyes were extremely firm.

The two returned home, poured the screws into the basin, spit out the sand, washed their hands, and went to check the boiled pear paste.

"Mom, are you going to touch the screws again? Although that food is delicious, but the meat is too little, I'm a little anxious to eat it." Li Shi looked at the half-pot of screws and smiled.

"This thing is meant to be eaten and played. It's fine at night, so the screwdriver is just a snack. What's the rush?"

Bai Yunxi looked at her dumbfounded, and thought for a while to understand, quick-tempered people are not suitable for talking about screws.

When it was dusk, the water in the autumn pear paste had almost evaporated. Bai Yunxi took a spoon and stirred it for a while. Seeing that the reddish-brown pear paste became thicker, Li Shi turned off the fire and prepared to take it out of the pot.

Two pear trees boiled three catties of autumn pear paste. Baiyunxi is still very satisfied with this kind of production.

The rest of the autumn pear paste stuck to the bottom of the pot, and Li Shi was not willing to brush it off, so he directly heated water to make pear water, one bowl for each person.

Seeing how serious she was, Bai Yunxi grabbed a few mint leaves from the corner of the wall and threw them into the tea bowl.

Mrs. Li looked at the crowd, holding a bowl in one hand and pinching her waist with the other,
"How about it, is it sweet or not, and is it good to drink? My mother said, this thing nourishes the lungs and relieves coughs, eliminates phlegm and produces fluid. When the weather is dry and dry, take a spoonful and drink it. It can protect the internal organs, relieve constipation and relieve internal heat."

Bai Yunxi was surprised when she heard that she memorized his words in his mind, this person's brain is really good.

Bai Anyan raised his head and drank a bowl of pear ointment water, smashing his mouth,
"Mom, how do you know so much?"

What Dad said is indeed true. Reading makes people understand, and reading makes people broaden their horizons. '

"Is this what my mother saw in the previous miscellaneous diary?"

Xiao Wu held the bowl and looked at the red pear water, which tasted sweet. When he drank it, it was sweet and soothed his throat, and there was also a mint fragrance.

Seeing Xiao Wu's probing eyes, Bai Yunxi shook his head,

"The making of qiuli ointment is what my mother saw in the medical record. Your grandfather taught classes all the year round, and he liked to drink when meeting friends. Every season, his throat was always uncomfortable. I don't know how your father learned that Chang Xiucai's family hid a copy of it. Pharmacopoeia, I borrowed it from someone and read it."

(End of this chapter)