The night passed, and by early morning, Pei Xuan was no longer at home.

Song Shu is a bit more natural.

After all, she hadn't fully recovered from what happened last night. If she saw Pei Xuan, she might be embarrassed.

"Shu Niang, why are you up so early? It's cold outside, please wear more clothes."

Song Shu smiled and yawned: "It happens that I can't sleep either. Where is Yanqing?"

"The boy is still asleep." Mrs. Yan said with a smile: "I was so happy in the new house last night that I didn't go to bed until very late."

Pei Xuan could imagine that the little guy felt new about everything, and it was not difficult to imagine how noisy he was last night.

"Then just let him sleep a little longer. How about doing something casual this morning?"

Mr. Yan could not say anything wrong, so he agreed with a smile.

When she got up early in the morning, Song Shu didn't want to eat something too greasy, so she made some vegetable porridge and some pickles, thinking that she would wait until the banquet was over before eating. So she went to the backyard to cook herbs.

These days, a lot of herbal medicine has been accumulated at home. Song Shu used some methods, and the medicine still looks full of vitality, not affected by the weather at all.

Song Shu looked at the herbs with satisfaction and tidied up the yard of her new house. Fortunately, when she was building her house, she had thought of adding more spare rooms in the yard of her new house.

It is convenient for her to handle medicinal materials on weekdays.

Moreover, this room faces the sun, so even without candles, it is clear and bright inside.

In addition, it was going to snow that day, so Song Shu even asked for some clear paper to paper the windows, so that even if it was snowing, the room would be brightly reflected.

Song Shu placed all the medicinal materials in the house.

This room is also spacious, no matter what Song Shu does, it will be free. For fear that the herbs will be stuffy, Song Shu also thoughtfully arranged a ventilated area.

"Shu Niang, how do you get these things? I saw you get them back several times, but they are useful?"

Hearing this, Song Shu nodded and fiddled with the herbs.

"Mom, this medicine is useful. If you can make it well and sell it to the drugstore, you can get a lot of money."

Hearing this, Mrs. Yan was stunned. She didn't expect that this thing could be exchanged for money. She just thought it was for Song Shu to play with.

I don't think so, there is such a use.

"Shu Niang actually knows these things?"

Hearing Yan's surprised words, Song Shu smiled, put the medicinal herbs next to her, and said softly: "Dad didn't pay much attention to me before. He read some medical skills when he had nothing to do, so he knows it."

"I didn't expect Shu Niang to be so powerful. It seems that many things in the family will depend on Shu Niang in the future."

Song Shu smiled sheepishly, the blush on her face looked particularly gorgeous.

Mrs. Yan only thought that Song Shu was a very good person.

Although there was always some gossip in the village, she didn't think anything of it. She would have minded it a little at first, but now, she really didn't mind it at all.

Maybe Song Shu was so nice that those people didn't like her, so that's why she did this. Some people just don't like other people's kindness. Butcher Song used to be a good person, and there were people in the village who arranged it.

Presumably Song Shu was also arranged in this way, right?

Thinking about it, Yan's face gained a little more smile.

"Thank you for your hard work, Shu Niang. You actually know all this. It's not like my mother. She couldn't even cook well for most of her life."

"What did mom say? I think it's not easy for mom. My husband has grown so big, but it's all because of mom's hard work."

Seeing that Song Shu was a good talker, Mrs. Yan smiled even more happily.

After making breakfast, Pei Xuan also came back.

"My husband is back, it's time to have breakfast."

Seeing the hot soup and rice, Pei Xuan felt warm in her heart. She washed her hands and sat next to Song Shu.

He was tall and blocked a lot of light, which also put some pressure on Song Shu.

I finally thought I didn’t need to be embarrassed, but now, it’s not embarrassing anymore.

"Shu Niang is working hard now, you should take more care of Shu Niang."

Listening to Mrs. Yan's teachings, Pei Xuan nodded: "What mother said is true, and my son understands."

"Don't just understand, you'd better keep it in mind. If you dare to bully Shu Niang, I won't let you go!"

Seeing Mrs. Yan like this, Pei Xuan smiled slightly silently.

"Mom, don't worry, I will never do this as long as you are watching."

"That's good!"

Mrs. Yan nodded with satisfaction. Yanqing next to her was struggling to pick up the pickles in the small bowl.

He didn't know what it was made of. It looked dark, but tasted extremely sweet. Even though he doesn't like vegetables very much, he has eaten a lot of pickles now.

Seeing that he liked it, Song Shu took out some more.

"The banquet will be slower. There is still a jar of pickles. If you like it, I can get more later."

Yanqing ate until his mouth was the color of pickles, and he laughed.

"Auntie's cooking is delicious. I have never eaten anything so delicious. How did you cook it?"

Hearing this, Song Shu smiled and said, "They are just ordinary things, just with different sauces. What? You still want to learn how to cook?"

When Yanqing heard this, he immediately curled his lips.

"No, no, no, I still have to study. My uncle said that if I can't finish reading "Historical Theory" this month, I won't be able to eat delicious food during the Chinese New Year."

This Pei Xuan actually threatened a child?

It's really unexpected.

Song Shu looked at Pei Xuan thoughtfully, and couldn't help but click her tongue in her heart: This person is really the same.

But yes, it is better for men to study more.

Yanqing is also smart. If he can get into the imperial examination in the future, his family may become prosperous, and he himself will also be able to enjoy happiness.

Mrs. Yan, on the other hand, seemed to have thought of something and looked at Song Shu.

"Shu Niang makes such good pickles, have you ever thought about selling them?"

Yan's words awakened Song Shu.

Yes, she can not only sell herbal medicines, but also make pickles. Pickles are easy to make and you can make a lot at one time, and you have nothing to do at home, so you might as well find something to do for yourself.

"Mom, you are so smart, why didn't I think of this?"

Song Shu was very confident in her craftsmanship, and no matter who ate it, they would be full of praise.

You can't miss such an opportunity to make money.

"Shu Niang praised me, but I just looked at it. Pickles can be put in any season, and ordinary people also prefer these."

Song Shu smiled, put down her chopsticks and counted with her fingers.

"Mom is right. If you make it well, the pickles won't be a problem for a year. Then I will make the pickles and sell them later. If Mom is fine, you can come with me."

When Yan heard this, his eyes lit up.

Since Song Shu came in, she hardly had to do anything. She just sat idle at home and felt uncomfortable all over.

It would be great if you could find something to do for yourself, so as not to make Shu Niang tired alone.

"That's very good. Let him go back and see if there is a good business there. We, the two of us, can go over and sell it."

Pei Xuan blinked, looking a little innocent.
Chapter completed!