The wicked girl of the farm gate is a group pet

Chapter 9

What a good idea!

However, when she fought back against Ye Wenliang by the river, these were already in her calculations.

There is another member of the Shen family who is more prestigious than Shen Dashan...

Ye Wenliang was a scholar who disliked Shen Yue'e, didn't want to be married to the Shen family, and plotted for her to secretly kidnap Shen Yue'e. What she lacked was a piece of evidence, so she couldn't completely clear her name.

And Ye Wenliang's going to Shen's house will be the first step for him to fall into her trap.

"Wait and see, what I'm afraid of is that he won't go to Shen's house!"

Su Cao looked calm and composed, and looked at Su Zhongxian suspiciously: "Why are you going to Changqing Temple? Where is the doctor you invited?"

"Mr. Xu was not at home, and was invited by Ye Wenliang to treat his mother's injuries. I thought about the old Taoist priest's medical skills in Changqing Temple, so I went there to ask for a bottle of medicine. The old Taoist priest was also black-hearted, and blackmailed me into a rabbit. , Said that one day I catch a rabbit and serve him wine, and the medicine money will be offset."

Su Zhongxian handed the medicine to Su Cao as if offering a treasure, and then said anxiously: "Half of the people in Xinghua Village are surnamed Shen, they share the same spirit, and the Shen family is not easy to mess with. There are few people, I can beat ten of them, but if Shen Dashan yells People from half the village, dead girl, I..."

"Remove the dead word, and call and hit once in the future!"

She is a patient!
His forehead and feet were injured, and he seemed to be catching a cold.

"I'm going to serve the medicine. I cut ginger and scallions on the chopping board. You cook a bowl of ginger soup and bring it over."

Su Cao stuffed the water ladle into his hand, went back to the house and finished applying the medicine, then tore off a piece of rag and embroidered awkwardly on it.

After embroidering a line of crooked characters, she stuffed the rag under the pillow in satisfaction, drank a bowl of hot ginger soup, poured it on the couch, and fell asleep.

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Waking up early in the morning, Su Cao dug out the few pinches of flour left at home.

Knead the dough first, roll it into a thin layer, brush some oil, sprinkle some salt, and sprinkle chopped green onion.

Roll into a long strip to make a circle, and then press into a dough.

Frying on both sides in the pan, the aroma of the scallion pancakes overflowed, and the aroma wafted around the room. Su Zhongxian, who was snoring, sucked his nose violently, and was so greedy by the aroma that he lost sleepiness.

When he got up and followed the scent to the stove, the scallion pancakes fried with Sucao had already been cooked.

A good night's dream!
The feeling of top-heavy vanity in her body disappeared.

The ointment used by Taoist Changqingguan is very effective. After applying the ointment, as long as the injured area is not touched yesterday, the pain will not be felt.

Su Cao felt refreshed.

Seeing Su Zhongxian appear, she smiled like a spring breeze: "Are you up? I cooked porridge and pancakes early in the morning, come and have breakfast."

Su Zhongxian was stunned for a moment.

Such a scene only appeared in a dream long ago.

As if the warmth was still there yesterday, things are different and people are different in a flash.

A lazy eater, who wakes up so early and doesn't say anything, actually serves him as a father for the first time?
Su Zhongxian expressed doubts about her motives, and took the chopsticks: "Stinky girl, do you want to poison me to death?"

Su Cao rolled her eyes at him fiercely.

When Su Zhongxian stretched out her chopsticks to sandwich the cake, she quickly snatched the chopsticks from his hand: "Don't eat, I put arsenic in it to poison you to death."

"It's delicious enough, I still want to eat it! There are only these leftovers at home, you cook them all, and you can eat one less meal."

Having been robbed of his chopsticks, Su Zhongxian took a sip of the porridge and reached for pancakes.

Su Cao dragged the plate of scallion pancakes towards her, and hit him with chopsticks: "What's the matter? Do you think I'm wasting food? Money is for earning, not for saving. If one person can't eat enough, how can he have the strength?" Do something else?"

(End of this chapter)