After rebirth, I became the villain’s sister-in-law Bai Yueguang

After Feng Lao came back, he was obsessed with his medicinal materials all day long.

It was drying, concocting, and weirdly tinkering with new pills in the study.

Mr. Feng said that he was researching a new poison, so he also brought back some corpses of poisonous weeds, poisonous snakes and poisonous scorpions.

Although they were all dead, he was afraid of accidentally injuring Wen Erlang, so he drove Wen Erlang out of the study on the first day.

Wen Erlang had no choice but to lay a floor between the middle and outer rooms of Jiang Wancheng's house.

Fortunately, there was a curtain between the two, and Wen Erlang was still young, so there was no need to be too shy.

There were "bang, bang, pop, pop" sounds in Feng Lao's house all day long. Jiang Wancheng warned the little traitor and the little demon concubine to stay at least three meters away from there in the near future.

Maybe Orion told them before he left, so in addition to Sister Ya who was already obedient, Wen Erlang is also much more obedient now.

Every day, Sister Ya would play with the chickens waiting for their babies, while Wen Erlang would read and practice calligraphy.

Early in the morning, Wen Erlang cooked a large pot of porridge and threw some vegetables in it, so that everyone could eat for the whole day.

Although Jiang Wancheng had already tasted no taste in her mouth after drinking the porridge, and the clear soup was enough to scratch her intestines, she also wanted to take the opportunity to fully heal her legs this time, so she didn't rush to cook until her hands were removed from the gauze.

It's not like he has nothing to do all day long. He just flips through the medical books that Feng Lao throws out every day.

Yes, Mr. Feng threw it out.

The books that Wen Erlang didn't dare to borrow and read before were thrown out when Mr. Feng lost his temper.

"I'm angry too!!"

"Something stupid again..."

"Ho ho ho ho, let's see if I don't give you a strong dose of medicine!"

Mr. Feng was acting crazy in the house all day long. At first, Jiang Wencheng was afraid that he would go mad and run out and catch the three of them to test the medicine, so he was tense and on guard all day long.

Later, it was discovered that when Mr. Feng went crazy, he only went crazy in the house. When he was refining medicine and retreating, he even refused to step out of the door.

Jiang Wancheng would put his rice bowl at the door every day. When he got hungry, he would naturally go out and get the bowl. After finishing it in a few gulps, he would put the bowl back where it came from.

Feng Lao didn't go out and only acted in the study, so Jiang Wancheng relaxed and ignored it completely.

But she still didn't let Wen Erlang and Sister Ya get even half a step closer, and she herself just sat on the corridor in the corner, practicing medical skills all day long.

The days passed day by day, and it was already the twelfth lunar month of winter in a blink of an eye.

The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Laba Festival.

The water of the creek behind the house was frozen, so Wen Erlang picked up a stone and dug a hole before taking out the water.

Jiang Wancheng looked at his neck against the water and found that there were no traces of bruises.

In addition, all other wounds on his body have also been completely healed.

The scars on the hands and legs really didn't remain at all.

Now the old injury in his leg still needs to be rehabilitated for a while, but Jiang Wancheng can already throw away the crutches and walk slowly without any problems.

Therefore, some chores at home were also taken over.

Although Wen Erlang had been hardworking and uncomplaining in recent times, he was only seven years old after all. Seeing that he had frostbite on both hands, Jiang Wancheng always felt that he was abusing children and couldn't bear it.

So I asked Mr. Feng through the door and window if there was any medicine that could cure frostbite. Mr. Feng didn't say anything at that time, but that night he threw a big black ball out of the house.

"Pinch a piece of nail, dissolve it with warm water, and apply it on the sore area."

The frostbite on Wen Erlang's hands hurt and itched every day, but luckily he found it quickly, so Jiang Wancheng applied it to him that night.

On the second day, Wen Erlang's hands were no longer itchy.

On the third and fourth days, things were basically back to normal.

Jiang Wancheng took the inconspicuous black ball that looked like a briquette and thought to himself: This is really a big treasure. If it can be mass-produced, wouldn't it be possible to make a fortune?
However, this thing belonged to Feng Lao, so Jiang Wancheng only thought about it and had no intention of coveting it.

Squatting by the stream, Jiang Wancheng was washing clothes, enduring the biting pain caused by the ice water, when Sister Ya's scream suddenly came from the front yard.

"what--!!"

Wen Erlang, who was helping to fetch water, threw away the barrel and ran away.When Jiang Wancheng also hurried to the front, he found the brother and sister squatting together at the door of the kitchen.

Seeing her return, Wen Erlang and Sister Ya stretched out their trembling hands.

"Sister, look! The chick, the chick has hatched!"

The faces of the little treacherous minister and the little demon concubine were both bright.

The warm winter sun shone warmly on them, as if they were coated with a light golden light.

"jijijiji..."

There is a chick in the palm of each person's hand. Although it is weak, it is full of vitality.

Sister Ya watched until the clouds cleared and the moon came out. She watched over the mother chickens for half a month, and finally waited until they hatched baby chickens.

Therefore, she laughed and cried excitedly, as if this was a major event in her life.

Wen Erlang also had a slight smile on his face.

He looked at the chicks in his hands that couldn't even stand firmly, and asked Jiang Wancheng: "Can these chicks survive?"

Jiang Wancheng: "Of course! With the protection, warmth and companionship of the chicken mother, as well as your care, they will definitely survive!"

"jijijiji..."

Jiang Wancheng counted and found that there were twelve chicks.

Even she was surprised by this amount.

If we can survive in batches, we will be able to completely achieve egg freedom next year!
The smile on her face couldn't stop, and she couldn't help touching Sister Ya's head lovingly. She had the patience to guard these hatching chickens all day long, and she actually gave birth to a baby. result.

Unexpectedly, Sister Ya suddenly raised her head and asked her with a serious face: "So, Sister, when can we eat chicken?"

Jiang Wancheng was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

Wen Erlang also stared at her faintly.

In fact, he also wants to eat meat...

Jiang Wancheng glanced at the kitchen: "How about we make chicken soup today?"

Her eyebrows were crescent, and her smile was sincere.

Wen Erlang and Sister Ya immediately responded in unison: "Okay!"

He ate as he was told. Jiang Wancheng rolled up his sleeves and went in to catch the chicken.

Of course, what he caught was one of the two hens that Orion bought originally, but Jiang Wancheng had already seen that they were old hens, so he could only make old hen soup and drink it.

Kill the chicken and wipe its neck, boil water and scald its hair.

After the old hen was cleaned, the dried mushrooms that Jiang Wancheng had soaked in advance were also soaked.

These fungi were still the gallinopsis fungi she had dug up earlier. Since she hadn't eaten them all and there weren't many left, she didn't take them to Qingshui Town to sell them.

After Jiang Wancheng was driven away by the hunters, naturally no one could make these fungi.

Wen Erlang secretly dried them, and when Jiang Wancheng returned home later, he secretly took them out and put them on the chopping board for her.

When he left home this time, Jiang Wancheng naturally took them with him.

Today, let’s make chicken with mushroom soup.

After cleaning the fungi, Jiang Wancheng poured out the first batch of water and then soaked them for a while.

After the water color changed again, she picked up the fungi and put the water in which the fungi were soaked aside for later use.

After mincing the hen, stir-fry it in a pan to dry up the excess water, then throw away the ginger slices.

To Jiang Wancheng's surprise, there were onions in the vegetable garden of the bamboo house.

So, I threw two more pieces of scallions into the pot. After frying them until they became fragrant, I poured the water for soaking the mushrooms into the pot.

"Gulu gulu", after a while, the chicken soup in the pot boiled.