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My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!-Chapter 29 - Try Not to Annoy Your Sister-in-Law_1
29: Chapter 29: Try Not to Annoy Your Sister-in-Law_1
29 -29: Try Not to Annoy Your Sister-in-Law_1
Qiao Duo’er finished washing clothes when Sun Erhu brought over two bundles of firewood.
“Sister-in-law, considering how hardworking I am, could you make me dinner?” Sun Erhu said with a grin.
His parents had passed away early, and he was the only one left in the family.
Unfortunately, his cooking skills…
were less than commendable.
After having eaten Qiao Duo’er’s cooking twice, he had even less desire to prepare his own meals.
Thinking about his own cooking, it was simply inedible!
Qiao Duo’er nodded, “I’m going up the mountain, keep Fourth Boss company, and you’ll be taken care of for dinner.”
“What are you going up the mountain for, sister-in-law?
Just let me know what you need, and I guarantee I’ll get it done properly,” Sun Erhu said earnestly while patting his chest.
With Brother Hong’s leg not in condition, as a brother, he wouldn’t shy away from helping wherever he could.
“I’m going to gather herbs, coming?” Qiao Duo’er asked blandly.
At this, Sun Erhu was completely silent, he was capable of chopping wood and hunting.
But how was a rough man like him supposed to recognize any herbs?
Seeing Sun Erhu’s simple look, Qiao Duo’er couldn’t help but roll her eyes at him.
Then, with her basket and straw hat, she headed up the mountain, of course not without another reminder from Tan Zhenghong before she left.
No sooner had Qiao Duo’er left than Sun Erhu couldn’t help but say, “Brother Hong, sister-in-law is really something, huh?”
How many people can recognize medicinal herbs?
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Suddenly, a sharp gaze shot his way.
Sun Erhu immediately shut his mouth.
Qiao Duo’er had heard him and was glaring at him.
But he had spoken so quietly, how had she heard him?
Tan Zhenghong said with a laugh, “Better not to provoke your sister-in-law in the future, otherwise, I can’t protect you.”
Sun Erhu hung his head in agreement, feeling rather dejected.
It was not easy for him to talk about someone behind their back, and he had actually been caught.
Qiao Duo’er went straight for the Joint-Healing Grass, collecting some of it and Bark of Oak Tree before looking for other herbs.
There were quite a few herbs in the undulating mountains.
However, she didn’t dare to go deep into the mountains, in case she encountered any wild beasts—her frail body wouldn’t be able to withstand it.
Although her transmigration was a bit tragic, life was precious, so she decided to cherish it and live well.
As the sun slowly set, Qiao Duo’er sat by the river bank, planning to rest a bit before heading back.
In this era, where one had to rely on their feet to go anywhere, she still had a half an hour’s walk home.
The mountain was cooler, with lotus leaves just starting to emerge above the water.
Qiao Duo’er walked straight towards them.
Following the tender lotus leaves downward and finding a string of lotus root, she gave it a gentle tug, and the lotus root was pulled out of the water—its white and tender fibers made Qiao Duo’er very pleased.
Stir-frying a dish of lotus fibers was so refreshing in the summer.
Hmm…
‘Lotus Whip’ was another, rather risqué name for it…
But a lewd name couldn’t stop food enthusiasts, as people ate things like bull whip and deer whip, didn’t they?
And besides, ‘Lotus Whip’ was not that kind…
of something even more unseemly.
It wasn’t long before Qiao Duo’er had plucked a handful of lotus fibers, which should be enough for three people for dinner.
After some thought, she pulled up some water spinach from the river bank to take back home—with flour at home, they could make dumplings!
With the ingredients for dinner ready, Qiao Duo’er strode back home.
Once home, she first sorted out the herbs.
She then had Sun Erhu chop the Joint-Healing Grass while she went out to render lard.
The process was simple.
Add some oil to the pot, put in the diced pork fat, and simmer it gently.
Before long, the amount of oil in the pot had increased.
After rendering the oil, the pork fat turned a golden-brown color, becoming crispy bits, or cracklings.
Qiao Duo’er tried one; it was crunchy and left an aromatic flavor in her mouth.