Brightly colored tomato scrambled eggs, tender green stir-fried meat with garlic sprouts, spicy and sour shredded potatoes, and a dish of shredded sweet potatoes, ribs, beans and corn all cooked in one pot. These are all dishes that no one has ever seen before.
Seeing these unseen dishes, not only Meng Huaining, but also the eighth brother and fifth brother in the family couldn't help but click their tongues.
He Zhiran didn't intend to explain too much, so he winked at Mo Jiuye, and Mo Jiuye got everyone started.
It doesn’t matter if you eat this, it’s so delicious that your jaw will drop...
Meng Huaining could no longer care about his image, and like the other brothers of the Mo family, he rolled up his sleeves and feasted.
It wasn't until he felt a little full that Meng Huaining put down his chopsticks and asked: "Brother Jiu, I haven't seen these ingredients before. Could they be bought from foreigners?"
He knew that he was asking questions knowingly, but he couldn't help but ask...
"That's true. If Brother Meng thinks it's delicious, just eat more." Mo Jiuye said vaguely.
He didn't want to explain too much at the moment. The food his wife cooked was delicious, so he had to eat more.
A pot of tea and a table of delicious food made Meng Huaining want to stay at the Mo family.
However, he still has to face reality.
After dinner, He Zhiran made another pot of tea for them. It was not until evening that Meng Huaining reluctantly said goodbye.
No matter what, Meng Huaining helped the family a lot, and He Zhiran generously gave him a pack of Biluochun.
For Meng Huaining, this gift was simply flattering.
He couldn't resist such good tea, so he could only accept it shamelessly.
From now on, if I take more care of the Mo family, I will be worthy of this bag of tea.
After sending Meng Huaining away, everyone tidied up and went back to their rooms.
When he got up early the next day, Mo Chuhan got ready early and went to work at the Yamen.
Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran planned to buy some simple furniture for their home, so they drove the mule cart out with him.
When it comes to purchasing furniture, He Zhiran really can't rely on the power of space. After all, the furniture styles in the space are purchased and seem out of tune with this era.
Besides, they will build a new house next spring, and He Zhiran plans to design the furniture by himself.
Nowadays, whatever you use at home can be as simple as possible, as long as you don’t let go of it when using it.
So, the two of them inquired about the furniture shop in Yuncheng and went there directly.
The styles of furniture in this era were relatively simple. Except for those rich people who would customize some high-end products, the ones displayed in the shops were all practical and economical.
Therefore, Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran just randomly selected some tables, chairs and cabinets that were urgently needed at home.
Even though there were many people in the family, the two of them bought a lot.
It's been a long time since I met such a big customer. The shopkeeper was so happy that he gave them a few extra small benches.
The shopkeeper is responsible for delivering the furniture to your door. They only need to state the address clearly.
After the two bought the furniture, and seeing that it was still early, they planned to walk around the city and inquire about Tang Mingrui's whereabouts.
Not far after they walked out, they saw all the people on the opposite side running in the opposite direction.
The people seemed to be shouting: "Hurry up and stay away from the medical center."
Mo Jiuye didn't know what happened, so he grabbed a man running in his direction and asked, "Brother, what happened in front of me?"
The man glanced at Mo Jiuye and said, "There is a patient with smallpox in front of the hospital, run away!"
After the man finished speaking, he tried his best to break away from Mo Jiuye and continued to run away with the flow of people.
Smallpox was not a trivial matter in ancient times. It was not only contagious but also killed many people.
Mo Jiuye solemnly said to He Zhiran: "Ranran, please go to the first space. I had smallpox when I was a child, so I won't be infected. I'll go and take a look first."
He Zhiran shook his head: "Smallpox is spread through air, droplets and contact. I just need to pay attention to it."
Anyway, as much alcohol as she needs in her space, she can still do the most thorough disinfection.
While talking, He Zhiran had already pulled Mo Jiuye to a deserted place, and the two of them entered the space together.
He Zhiran took out two masks, and he and Mo Jiuye each took one.
In addition, medical gloves are also necessary protective measures. As for protective clothing, wearing them is too ostentatious, so she gave up for the time being.
They just disinfect it thoroughly with alcohol before going home.
Mo Jiuye knew in her heart that if Ran Ran was not allowed to participate in such a thing, she would not be willing to do so.
Therefore, we can only let her do it.
The two people who took simple precautions dodged and left the space.
At this time, no one could be seen on the street, and they were probably all gone by now.
The two of them walked in the direction of the medical center.
I saw a young man slumped in front of the medical center, holding a little girl who looked less than ten years old in his arms.
This young man was familiar to both of them. He was the Tang Mingrui they were looking for.
Tang Mingrui's face looked decadent, and his eyes no longer had the light they once had.
Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran strode over.
"Brother Tang, what happened?"
In Tang Mingrui's eyes, although there were strange things on the faces of the visitors, he still recognized them at a glance.
"Brother Mo, Sister Mo."
Tang Mingrui's voice was choked with sobs.
"My sister had red blisters on her body. I took her to see a doctor. Unexpectedly, she had smallpox..."
He Zhiran was not in a hurry to speak, but carefully observed the little girl in his arms.
The little girl did have a lot of red rashes on her face, but no matter how they looked, they didn't look like smallpox.
The rash of smallpox is relatively deep, but the blisters on this little girl's face are obviously floating outside the epidermis.
In order to further confirm his judgment, He Zhiran took a few steps forward and squatted in front of the little girl.
She tentatively reached out to touch the blisters on the little girl's face.
Tang Mingrui and Mo Jiuye made moves at the same time.
"Ran Ran, you can't touch her." Mo Jiuye shouted, then stepped forward to hold her.
Tang Mingrui hugged his sister and moved her body back: "Sister-in-law Mo, it's dangerous."
He Zhiran first said to Mo Jiuye: "I doubt she has smallpox."
Mo Jiuye was surprised. He had also seen it just now. The little girl had the same rash as when he had smallpox. How could it not be smallpox?
"Ran Ran, if she doesn't have smallpox, what could it be?"
"I suspect she has chickenpox."
"Chickenpox?" Mo Jiuye and Tang Mingrui asked at the same time.
He Zhiran could only explain patiently: "The symptoms of chickenpox are somewhat similar to those of smallpox, but they are not as serious as smallpox. I guarantee that it can be cured."
Mo Jiuye knows her daughter-in-law well and she never says anything that she is not sure about.
He Zhiran felt that the force holding him became lighter, and he broke away.
She came to the little girl again and gently touched the obvious blisters on her face with her gloved fingers.