Ji Changan pondered for a moment, not knowing how to express it.
At this moment, Song Tuanyuan met Dashan in the yard and quickly stopped her.
"Da Shan, you said before that your young master has helped me a lot and I would be ungrateful if I didn't save him. What exactly do you mean?" Song Tuanyuan asked.
Dashan lowered his head: "Aunt Song, you'd better ask our young master yourself!"
Song Tuanyuan wanted to ask anything else, but Dashan left in a hurry.
Song Tuanyuan frowned, looking suspicious.
What did Ji Changan do for her? After carefully thinking about the encounter with Ji Changan in this life, there was nothing special except the mint, and she paid one or two silver for the mint!
"Mom, are you okay?" Song Tuanyuan was thinking when Song Fugui came forward.
"It's nothing serious, it's just viral pneumonia. The fever will subside in the afternoon and the fever will be gone in the evening. But tomorrow is my daughter's full moon day, so we may have to go back very early in the morning!" Song Tuanyuan was still thinking about the first day of her little daughter's life. A big thing.
"It's okay. I'll wait for Uncle Niu at the gate of the town in the evening, tell him and ask him to send a message back!" Song Fugui said.
Song Tuanyuan thought about it and decided that this was all she could do.
At this time, a steward came and took Song Tuanyuan and Song Fugui to the house behind to rest.
After going to the house at the back, Song Tuanyuan discovered that the house where Ji Changan lived had the same decoration as that of the Ji family shop, it was just a matter of size.
"Mother, what are you looking at?" Song Fugui couldn't help but ask when he saw Song Tuanyuan looking back and forth.
"I just find it strange, the layout of this house seems..." Song Tuanyuan said, why did she feel so familiar and friendly, but she just couldn't remember where she had seen it.
"Our young master likes this kind of layout, so no matter where he goes, he will clean up the yard first!" said the steward.
"No wonder!" Song Tuanyuan slapped his thigh, "I asked you why this house looks so similar to the Ji family shop. I see! In this way, your young master must be a man of long-term love!"
The steward smiled, without comment, and took Song Tuanyuan, mother and son to the room.
Song Tuanyuan and Song Fugui each share a room, right next to each other, and there is a small kitchen next to it, but they don't have to cook it themselves, the steward will send someone to deliver it.
Song Tuanyuan had nothing to do, so he went to the small kitchen for a walk. There was half a bucket of fish in the bucket, and some of them had begun to turn white.
"Boss, you have to eat this fish quickly, otherwise it will die and it will no longer be fresh!" Song Tuanyuan said.
The steward glanced at it and sighed: "The cook in the house has something to do and has gone home. He temporarily invited a woman to come and help. The woman is most afraid of fish and refuses to cook. She is about to die now. It's a pity. These fish were all caught by the young master with great effort!"
When Song Tuanyuan heard that the half bucket of fish weighed several dozen kilograms, it would be a pity if all of them died, so he said: "I can cook fish. Your young master is weak now. Drinking some fish soup is good for your health!"
When the manager heard this, he immediately said: "Then please ask Madam Song to make some for our young master!"
Song Tuanyuan nodded and asked Song Fugui to kill the fish.
Song Fugui immediately rolled up his sleeves and went forward. In a quarter of an hour, five or six live fish were disembowelled, scaled off and washed.
Song Tuanyuan cut the fish with a knife at an angle, put onions, ginger and garlic and briefly marinated it, then put it in a frying pan and fried it until golden brown on both sides, and then poured in water to make soup.
This kind of freshwater fish has many bones, but the soup is still very delicious, especially after frying, the fish soup is white and thick. Finally, eggs and green onions are added to garnish the green head.
It’s really full of color and flavor.
Song Tuanyuan scooped out a bowl and gave it to the steward, asking him to take it to Ji Changan. He and Song Fugui also scooped out a bowl, and asked the steward to take the rest and share it with the servants.
"Can we eat too?" the steward asked, startled.
"Your young master is weak and can only drink some light fish soup. Now there is so much left, more than half of the pot, it will go bad if you don't eat it." Song Tuanyuan said.
The steward was so happy that he called someone to come and took the pot away with him.
When Song Fugui came to town yesterday, he also brought some Yuqian pancakes made at home, which were even more delicious when eaten with fish soup.
In the room at this moment, Ji Changan frowned slightly while looking at the meal cooked by the new mother-in-law.
He was feeling unwell, had a poor appetite, and felt full just by looking at the food.
"Young master, eat as much as possible!" Dashan couldn't help but advise, "How can you stay healthy if you don't eat?"
Ji Changan waved his hand and was about to say something when he smelled a scent. He raised his eyes and saw the steward coming in with a smile and a bowl of thick, white and fragrant fish soup.
"Sir, this is the fish soup made by Mrs. Song. It is said to be good for your health. How many sips will you take?" said the steward.
Ji Changan looked at the fish soup with dark eyes. He nodded and Dashan immediately took it.
As I tasted the fish soup slowly, I couldn't help but picture the face of a girl in my mind. She proudly described to her childhood self that the fish soup she drank every day might have this taste.
Ji Changan's heart moved, and he immediately got up and got out of bed with bare feet.
"Sir, where are you going?" Dashan quickly put on Ji Changan's coat and shoes.
Ji Changan hurried to the backyard.
At this moment, in the backyard, Song Fugui finished the fish soup in one gulp, and he didn't mind it being hot.
"Mom, it tastes delicious!" Song Fugui couldn't help but licked his lips and said.
Song Tuanyuan pushed the remaining half bowl of fish soup in front of Song Fugui, "Just drink these if you like!"
Song Fugui was stunned for a moment: "Why don't you drink, mother?"
Song Tuanyuan sighed.
She has drunk enough! When she was a child, she liked to drink fish soup, but after she finished chemotherapy, she would always drink a bowl of fish soup. I don’t know why, but she wanted to drink it, but as she drank it, she thought of the days of chemotherapy before, and she stopped.
interest.
"You can drink it if you are told to. I don't like drinking it!" Song Tuanyuan said.
Song Fugui quickly brought it over and drank it.
Not far away, Ji Changan looked at this scene, and in his mind was the little girl's face full of smiles and sunshine, "I like to drink fish soup the most. You should also drink more, so that you can grow taller. That's why I am willing."
Marry you!"
Ji Changan hesitated for a moment, then turned around and walked back step by step.
Dashan was startled, glanced at the two people in the pavilion, and quickly chased after him, "Sir, what's wrong?"
Ji Changan shook his head, quickly entered the room, and grabbed the edge of the table.
He thought that the person from back then had really come back, but now it seemed that she hadn't come back yet.
Twenty years ago, when Ji Changan was six years old, he met a magical girl.
The girl said she was dreaming and came to his world. She saved him, taught him how to memorize the multiplication table, and said she would marry him.