Qiao Huaping sped up and reached the cave in a few steps.
Then I saw Sister-in-law Song's mother-in-law, Mrs. Zhou Xu, coming to take care of Mei Qingyao to borrow firewood.
Song Yuelan had rolled down the hillside, but thanks to Qiao Huaping going down the hillside and finding her, she was able to escape.
Song Yuelan had been hit on the brain and had a slight concussion, so she should rest more. But even so, the next day after she woke up, Song Yuelan dragged her still weak body over to say thank you to Qiao Huaping.
Qiao Huaping comforted Song Yuelan at that time and asked her to get more rest. Song Yuelan probably experienced a near-death escape and was thinking more openly. With a sneer on her lips, she said softly: "I do want to rest, but my good mother-in-law,
Where can we tolerate a daughter-in-law who doesn’t work?”
She didn't say anything more, just thanked Qiao Huaping again and left.
Qiao Huaping could still see Song Yuelan's mother-in-law Zhou Xu from time to time, complaining that her feet hurt, sitting calmly on the cart, and being pushed by Song Yuelan's man Zhou Heishi.
Song Yuelan, on the other hand, was carrying a heavy burden and fell some distance behind the Zhou family, walking slowly, with only her eight-year-old daughter Zhou Xiaoqing accompanying her.
At this moment, Song Yuelan's mother-in-law, Mrs. Zhou Xu, came over to borrow firewood, but it was under the guise that Song Yuelan was in poor health and had to light a fire to make a warm meal.
Qiao Huaping almost laughed out loud as she listened.
Now that we need firewood, how about acting like a good mother-in-law who cares about her daughter-in-law?
Qiao Huaping simply refused: "I won't borrow it."
Zhou Xu's voice suddenly rose: "It's just a little firewood, why are you so stingy?!"
Qiao Huaping said "Ouch": "That's right, I'm just stingy, so I won't borrow it."
The original owner's reputation in the village is so bad that he still cares about having a petty temper?
Now, running away from famine and carrying the reputation of being "generous" is inviting disaster.
Zhou Xu hit a wall and said angrily: "If you don't want to borrow it, I won't." He turned around and left.
Just as Zhou Xu left, another man came.
The man was holding another salted fish in his hand, looking embarrassed - it was the same man who borrowed a bowl of rabbit bone soup from Qiao Huaping and the others last time.
Qiao Huaping still remembered him, his name was Qingyun, and his wife was still breastfeeding.
Qingyun spoke anxiously: "...Sister Qiao, can I exchange the salted fish with you for some dry firewood? My wife didn't eat much last night, and today I want to borrow some firewood for her to cook."
Porridge."
Qingyun looked very embarrassed when he said this.
Obviously, he just saw Qiao Huaping dismissing Zhou Xu without any courtesy.
As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Huaping waved his hand without any hesitation: "If you just light firewood and take it, what else can you exchange for it? There are things all over the mountains and plains, and they are worth exchanging for."
After saying that, he picked up a large handful of branches without any explanation and stuffed them into Qingyun's arms.
Qingyun was stunned. When he came to his senses, his arms were already full. He hurriedly said: "Hey, Qiao's girl, fish, fish!"
Qiao Huaping glared: "If you ask me to change again, I won't give it to you."
Qingyun blushed and couldn't say anything else, so he thanked her repeatedly.
Qiao Huaping waved her hand to urge him: "Hurry back and make porridge for your wife. There is a little one too. Neither adults nor children can go hungry."
Qingyun responded repeatedly, turned around and left with gratitude.
Qiao Huaping didn't take this matter to heart, so when she turned around, she saw Mei Qingyao looking at her with some confusion.
He seemed to have something to say.
Qiao Huaping raised her eyebrows: "What's wrong?"
Mei Qingyao frowned slightly: "Why, just now Granny Xu borrowed firewood for Sister-in-law Song, but you didn't borrow it?"
Isn’t this little stepmother very close to Sister-in-law Song?
Even for Sister-in-law Song, she was willing to go deep into the wild forest and go down to the bottom of the slope to save people in the dark night.
Why don't you even want to borrow some firewood now?
Qiao Huaping grinned: "Didn't she just say that? I'm stingy."
Mei Qingyao blushed and retorted: "You, you are not stingy!"
The little guy looked like he was angry.
Qiao Huaping stepped forward and touched his head: "No, I'm just stingy! It's just a little firewood. If she asks nicely, will I not lend it to her? But she wants to use Sister-in-law Song as a cover, does she think we are stupid?
?...Look at the way Mrs. Xu treats Aunt Song, does she look like someone who would go out of her way to light a fire and cook for her? She made me unhappy, so I naturally wouldn’t lend it to her. So, she said
I'm stingy, and that's right."
Qiao Huaping's voice was crisp and clear. She was clearly saying that she was stingy, but the villagers who had been watching the excitement around her couldn't help but nod their heads.
Zhou Xu did not treat Song very well, and now she used Song as an excuse to defraud her of firewood, which made Mrs. Qiao unhappy and refused to lend her firewood, which was normal.
As for whether Qiao is stingy...
Apart from other things, Mrs. Qiao selflessly took out the summer-relieving herbal tea and distributed it to the whole village!
Just for this reason, if you still say that someone is stingy, that’s a bit too conceited, right?!
The villagers shook their heads as they thought, feeling that Mr. Zhou Xu was a little unkind.
Mei Qingyao opened her mouth slightly, as if she didn't expect Qiao Huaping to say this.
Qiao Huaping looked at Mei Qingyao's stupid look, raised his hand and rubbed Mei Qingyao's head, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't worry about anything else. Yaoyao, Yingying, look at this."
She raised her hand and showed Mei Qingyao and Mei Qingying the shabby cloth bag in her hand.
The landscape oil seeds inside were still jumping around, and the bag seemed to be squirming.
Mei Qingyao took a breath, this scene looked a bit scary.
Mei Qingying, on the other hand, looked straight at him without blinking, without any fear at all.
Qiao Huaping smiled and asked Mei Qingyao and Mei Qingyu to each carry some branches and go out.
There were still a lot of branches left in the cave, and Qiao Huaping said loudly: "There is still some firewood here. If any of you folks need it, please come and get it."
When the villagers in Liujin Village heard this, they perked up and hurried over to their homes.
Qiao Huaping took her four children out of the cave. She found a fairly flat place and asked Mei Qingyao to move stones to build a stove and boil a pot full of hot water.
Qiao Huaping poured two bags of Shanshui Youzi directly into the hot water, covered the pot and simmered it for two minutes, then took it out and let it cool, then took some children to remove the elytra of the Shanshui Youzi.
Qiao Huaping heated up the pot, poured in a little bit of meat oil, then poured all the cleaned landscape oil into the pot, and stir-fried over high heat.
The aroma was like an explosion. The moment the Shanshui oil was put into the pot, it burst out so violently that the four children squatting beside the pot were stunned.
Isn’t this just a bug?! Why does it smell so good?!
Even though the place Qiao Huaping chose was an open space, the scent spread unceremoniously, causing the villagers resting nearby to look around.