The steward immediately rushed to the feet of the county magistrate, grabbed his clothes, and begged for mercy.
Trying to play the emotional card to shirk responsibility and put all the blame on Li Hao.
After all, he is the son of the county magistrate. Even if he does something, the county magistrate will protect him.
The person in charge obviously didn't know that the matter had become so serious that even Li Hao was imprisoned by the county magistrate himself.
"Seal this place and take away the people in charge." The county magistrate's face was very ugly.
When things got to this point, he could no longer tell whether the person in charge was shirking responsibility or whether his incompetent son had really done such a thing.
The yamen servants under the county magistrate worked very quickly and summoned doctors from nearby medical clinics to treat Naituanzi.
The dumpling was so cute, round and soft, and it was lying in Song Yutong's arms with its eyes closed and its face pale. It was so pitiful and heart-wrenching.
The county magistrate really couldn't bear it. Looking at the cute-looking child, he scolded Li Hao so many times in his heart.
How could someone do such an animal thing?
The doctor at the medical center checked his pulse, and his frown gradually relaxed. "The flesh wound is a bit serious. Take it home and nurse it for a few more days. I will prescribe a prescription for activating blood circulation and removing blood stasis. You can take it back and fry it for the baby."
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The doctor took out a pen and paper and started writing the prescription. Song Yutong was about to take out the money from her pocket to thank the doctor.
The county magistrate had already given her the money for the doctor's consultation and medicine.
Song Yutong looked in the direction where the money was handed, pursed her lips, and finally said: "Thank you!"
"This is really my fault for not being strict with my son." The county magistrate looked at Nai Tuanzi's face and felt very guilty.
Song Yutong didn't express any further opinions on this. As long as Naituanzi was fine, she didn't want anything.
Cheng Hanyan took the milk dumplings away from Song Yutong's arms and helped Song Yutong stand up, but his eyes fell on the steward who was taken away. The expression on his face was so deep that you couldn't tell what he was thinking.
"You guys wait here for a moment. I will send a carriage to take you back later." The county magistrate said.
Song Yutong did not refuse and nodded, suddenly remembering that Aunt Li and other villagers were waiting for her in the county government office.
"When I came here, I had already asked Aunt Li and others to send her back." Cheng Hanyan looked at Song Yutong's expression and knew what she wanted to ask.
Knowing that Aunt Li and others had gone back, Song Yutong nodded and said nothing, her eyes falling on Naituanzi.
Feeling distressed and remorseful at the same time, looking at the child's pale little face, tears fell down drop by drop uncontrollably.
There had never been a moment when she felt that she was so incompetent that she couldn't even protect her own child.
"It's not your fault." Cheng Hanyan reached out and held Song Yutong to the back of his hand. At the same time, he secretly made a decision in his heart that he would never let his wife and children suffer bullying from others in the future.
When we returned to the village, it was already afternoon and approaching evening. Cheng Hanyan asked Song Yutong to take the milk dumplings back to the house to rest.
He first went to the foot of the mountain to look at the vegetables in the vegetable field that had been opened up, and as the sun was about to set, he loosened the soil and fertilized it.
The sunset on the horizon was very gorgeous. Cheng Hanyan finished his work and looked at the vegetable seedlings that were growing vigorously. He felt somewhat satisfied.
When he returned home, Naituanzi and Song Yutong were still asleep in the room.
Cheng Hanyan stared at the two treasures on the bed, feeling a touch of satisfaction in his heart. He lowered his head and kissed Naituanzi's face, and was about to move it to Song Yutong's face.
The sleeping woman slowly opened her eyes, her lips brushed against his red lips, and the soft touch came, warm but heart-warming.
Song Yutong blinked and stared at Cheng Hanyan's face in confusion. His facial features were distinct, his outlines clear, and his eyes were like twinkling stars.
Those rosy lips are soft to the touch and make you nostalgic.
Song Yutong reached out and hooked Cheng Hanyan's neck, her eyes fell on the red lips, and she moved closer.
I don't know how much time passed, but when the two separated, their lips were red, swollen and congested. Song Yutong's face was flushed and she was breathing heavily, looking even more stunningly beautiful.
For a moment, Cheng Hanyan thought of animals.
Just because her stomach made an untimely sound, Song Yutong looked at the dimly lit window and immediately got up. She still wanted to make braised lion heads.
"I'm going to cook. Remember to boil the medicine for the baby." Song Yutong tidied up her appearance and walked towards the kitchen.
The meat she chopped for lunch was still in the empty space. Now she can finally take it out to make delicious food. She must replenish the milk dumplings.
Song Yutong first washed and cooked the rice, and then took out the chopped meat. Then she found the ingredients needed to make the braised lion head, chopped the garlic into minced garlic, and added the minced green onion to the minced meat.
Then add salt, soy sauce, oil, cooking wine and white pepper to remove the fishy smell, and add some thirteen spices to enhance the flavor. Mix the meat filling and all seasonings evenly, then add an egg, add some starch and continue mixing.
The meat filling and starch should be thick enough so that they can be formed into a complete ball.
Heat oil in a pan, put the kneaded meatballs into the pan and fry for a while until the surface is golden brown and take them out.
Pour out the excess oil, leaving enough oil for cooking, add onion, ginger and garlic and stir-fry for a while, then add light soy sauce and stir-fry until fragrant, then add half a bowl of water.
Add salt, sugar and soy sauce to taste. When the sauce is boiling, add the fried meatballs, reduce the sauce over low heat and simmer for a while, then add some water starch and turn up the heat to tighten the soup and serve on a plate.
Take out the lion's head, pour on the rich sauce from the bottom of the pot, and sprinkle some chopped green onion and coriander on top.
The color, aroma and taste are all so good that one can't help but drool after taking one look at it.
Cheng Hanyan walked in smelling the aroma, his stomach was already growling, he glanced at Song Yutong making braised lion head and swallowed.
"You are not allowed to eat secretly. You have to wait until the baby wakes up to eat together." Song Yutong looked at Cheng Hanyan who stood aside and stared at him eagerly.
This dish has now become the patent of Milk Dumpling, and no one is allowed to compete with him.
"Madam, I'm hungry." Cheng Hanyan walked up behind Song Yutong, put his arms around her waist, and rested his chin on her shoulder in a coquettish way.
There was a pun in this statement, and Cheng Hanyan didn't know if Song Yutong understood it.
"Let's go check on the baby first. Why hasn't he woke up after sleeping for so long?" Song Yutong was not in the mood at the moment, and her heart was focused on Naituanzi. "Have you prepared the medicine for the baby?"
Cheng Hanyan watched Song Yutong methodically take out two zucchini from the cabinet, wash them and slice them into pieces, and touched his nose awkwardly without any thought.
"It's already being fried. The baby can drink it when he wakes up."
Song Yutong nodded and finished cutting the vegetables in his hand. When he turned around to get the oil, he saw Cheng Hanyan standing there, looking a little lonely.