The whole mountain is my hunting ground

In the east room of Zhao Jun's house, Wang Meilan pulled Ma Ling to sit on the edge of the kang, grabbed Ma Ling's little hand, and asked, "How is your mother? How are her feet? I'm busy right now, so I should go over and take a look. Let her go."

This is purely polite!

"No need, Auntie." Ma Ling said with a smile: "My mother's feet are almost ready, and she can go to the ground now."

This is the truth. This morning, Wang Cuihua almost hit Ma Yang personally.

"That's okay." Wang Meilan continued to praise her son, but she didn't say it directly. She just asked: "Is there any more badger oil? Last time Zhao Jun and the others picked out a few badgers and gave you almost all the oil. I’ve taken it from home, but there’s still a lot left in my house. If your mother doesn’t have enough, you can take the rest away later.”

"That's enough, that's enough." Ma Ling said with a smile, that's enough. It's only been a few days, and the half jar of badger oil is enough to just wipe your feet, which is enough for cooking every day. However, Ma Ling had to follow Wang Meilan and said, "Thanks to that badger, otherwise my mother wouldn't have recovered so quickly."

At this point, Ma Ling took her hand out of Wang Meilan's palm, took the triangular bag beside her, and while untying the bag, she said to Wang Meilan: "Auntie, I heard that you have a bad stomach, I will buy you something to eat. Come."

With that said, Ma Ling took out a bottle of canned hawthorn from her pocket, and then the girl placed the canned hawthorn on the Kang table across Wang Meilan.

"Ouch." When Wang Meilan heard and saw it, her face was overjoyed, but she said, "Daughter, I'm happy if you come to see me. What else are you buying?"

"Auntie, it would be nice to eat some hawthorn to whet your appetite." Ma Ling said and put the second bottle of canned hawthorn on the Kang table. Then, he took out a butter paper bag from his pocket, held it in front of Wang Meilan, and said to her: "Auntie, I will also buy you some cakes. This stuff is soft."

Everyone knows that if your stomach is not good, you have to eat soft food to slowly nourish your stomach.

Ma Ling is so thoughtful, which makes Wang Meilan very heart-warming and very happy.

Over the past year, Wang Meilan's life has become more and more comfortable. Her son, daughter and son-in-law are all filial, and her husband is just okay. It is an exaggeration for the family to say that they make a fortune every day, but it is still tens of thousands a year.

These days, if it's tens of thousands of dollars, that's a lot of money!

Now that even her future daughter-in-law is so happy, Wang Meilan really feels like there is nothing more a husband could ask for.

After Ma Ling put a bag of rice cakes on the kang table, she took out a paper bag of butter from her pocket, but this time the girl was a little embarrassed and said, "Auntie, I want to buy you some other dry food, but I'm in the old house." I looked around the Wang family's store and found that this cake was soft, so I bought you two more pounds."

These days, there is a saying in the Northeast that four-box gifts are important for welcoming people. No matter what it is, if you put together four things, the person who gives it will be honored, and the person who receives it will also be honored.

Wang Meilan understood as soon as she heard that Ma Ling bought two cans of hawthorn and trough cake in order to collect four boxes of gifts for herself.

But this girl did this because canned hawthorn and trough cake are both good for the stomach. Ma Ling made such a purchase. Although she didn't buy four gifts to look good, she sincerely cared about Wang Meilan.

This warmed up Wang Meilan again!

Suddenly, Wang Meilan remembered something!

The first time she ate pork belly and steamed millet, Zhao Jun hadn't left yet. At that time, Wang Meilan said that steamed millet with pork belly was unpalatable, so Zhao Youcai said that he would buy canned food for her.

But how many days has it been? Wang Meilan didn't even take a sip of canned soup!

Does she, Wang Meilan, need this can? Just the rows of bear bile in the warehouse, there is enough to open a cannery!

The key is that this thing is wrong!

Wang Meilan suddenly realized that he didn't take her to heart!

By the way, Wang Meilan remembered again. At that time, Zhao Youcai said he wanted to buy cans for her. Zhao Jun also asked Zhao Youcai to keep the accounts, and said that Zhao Youcai didn't need to spend any money. He would wait until he came back from Yongxing Brigade to settle the bill.

What a good Zhao Youcai! He couldn't bear to buy himself a bottle of canned food without spending money! It turns out that spending money to buy a dog is a positive thing!

Could it be that in his heart, I, Wang Meilan, am not worthy of eating a bottle of canned food? Could it be that in his heart, I, Wang Meilan, am worse than a dog?

I think of me, Wang Meilan, who also comes from a wealthy family. I married him as a cook, gave him children, provided for him in old age, sewed new ones and mended old ones, boiled the thin ones and boiled the dried ones. But in the end, I couldn’t even eat bottles and cans!

Wang Meilan is probably experiencing some menopause recently, and her mind is going back and forth, with dragons and snakes rising and falling.

Wang Meilan sat there without saying a word, her face still gloomy, but it frightened Ma Ling.

The girl suddenly remembered something. Why do Northeastern people eat canned peaches when they are sick? In addition to greed, another reason is that peach has the same pronunciation as escape. Eating canned peaches when sick means escaping from the disease.

Therefore, canned peaches are usually given to patients when they see them. Although it has no other effect except to satisfy cravings, it is a good sign.

It must also be said that Ma Ling was really careful when choosing things for Wang Meilan. She thought that hawthorn would be an appetizer for Wang Meilan's stomach discomfort, so she bought two bottles of canned hawthorn.

It can be seen that this girl has little experience in the world, but she is really sincere.

But looking at Wang Meilan's face now, Ma Ling felt uneasy, thinking that she had not acted according to the old rules and had made Wang Meilan unhappy.

It's not surprising that Ma Ling thinks too much. Some people like to pick problems these days, especially old wives who choose their daughters-in-law. Sometimes the choices are unexpected.

Ma Ling swallowed her saliva and carefully said to Wang Meilan: "Aunt, you eat these first. I will come to see you in two days. Then I will get you four bottles of canned peaches."

Four bottles of canned peaches are also four boxes of gifts, which can also allow Wang Meilan to "escape" further!

"Ah?" Wang Meilan was startled when she heard the words, and came back from her random thoughts. She didn't know what Ma Ling was thinking, but she heard Ma Ling's words, and immediately took Ma Ling's hand and said with a smile: "Daughter, next Come back to me, there’s no need to bring anything to Auntie. I’m happy when you’re here!”

Although Wang Meilan said this, Ma Ling was still uneasy and said: "Auntie, I'm young and I forgot to buy canned peaches..."

"Ah!" Wang Meilan suddenly realized it and smiled at Ma Ling: "My daughter, our family doesn't have those words. As soon as you take these things out, I will know that you are a kid."

Speaking of this, Wang Meilan advised again: "Don't overthink it."

"Yeah." After hearing what Wang Meilan said, Ma Ling smiled and nodded.

Wang Meilan was afraid that the girl would have a knot in her heart, so she took Ma Ling's hand. She pressed her hands up and down, and then said: "My girl, we are not outsiders. I just told you that you are like this." The two cans came just in time.”

At this time, Ma Ling was relieved, but after hearing what Wang Meilan said, the girl smiled and said, "Aunt, you eat first, and I will buy it for you when I come back next time."

"That's not what I mean." Wang Meilan took Ma Ling's hand with one hand, pointed to the outer room with her right hand, and said, "Before you came here, you also saw that the wild boar belly was on the plate on our stove. Steamed millet.”

"Ah!" After hearing Wang Meilan talk about this, Ma Ling laughed and said, "Auntie, who gave you that prescription? It's for stomach problems."

"You also know." Wang Meilan sighed softly, patted Ma Ling's hand and said, "That's right. Zhao Jun took me on a bus to Lingnan a while ago. I went to the hospital for treatment, but he didn't prescribe any medicine. Just give me this recipe."

Hearing this, Ma Ling glanced into the outhouse again, then nodded slightly, turned to Wang Meilan and asked, "Auntie, can't that stuff be delicious?"

"Oh my god." Wang Meilan tightened her nose, frowned and said to Ma Ling bitterly: "Daughter, don't mention it. How difficult was it when you couldn't eat in those years? I remember I just talked to your uncle. Before we got married, your uncle ground dried potatoes into powder and made pancakes for us with elm money. At that time, it was so difficult, and I had never eaten anything so unpalatable."

After Wang Meilan finished speaking, she and Ma Ling couldn't hold back their happiness.

Then, Ma Ling asked Wang Meilan, "Auntie, why is your stomach uncomfortable?"

"Oh, my daughter." Wang Meilan shook her head and said, "I'm telling you, there's really nothing wrong with my aunt. She just doesn't eat right sometimes and her stomach feels a little knotty."

"Ah..." Ma Ling frowned and thought for a while, then asked tentatively: "It seems like nothing is wrong, right?"

"It's okay!" Wang Meilan raised her eyebrows and said, "It's okay at all. Only Zhao Jun and your Uncle Zhao have to let me eat this stuff."

At this point, Wang Meilan sighed again, and then said to Ma Ling: "Daughter, you said that I can't eat it either. Your uncle finished cooking for me in the morning and let me eat it. I waited until after breakfast to eat I took a bite of that millet and ended up vomiting all the rice I had eaten in the morning."

"Tsk!" Ma Ling smacked her lips and said to Wang Meilan, "Then don't force yourself to eat it. It's a panacea. You can't force it if you can't take it!"

As soon as Ma Ling said this, Wang Meilan instantly resonated emotionally with her. She saw her holding Ma Ling with her right hand, patting her thigh with her left hand, and said: "That's not good! My uncle just forced me to eat. !”

"Okay, Auntie." Ma Ling persuaded with a smile: "My uncle also cares about you."

Wang Meilan curled her lips slightly, but in front of her future daughter-in-law, she did not dare to show too much, let alone say anything.

At this time, Ma Ling asked Wang Meilan: "Auntie, you just said there is badger seed oil at home, right?"

"Ah!" Wang Meilan nodded, then pointed to the big cabinet and said, "Put it on the big cabinet. I'll take it off for you, so you don't forget it before you leave."

Wang Meilan thought Ma Ling wanted this badger seed oil. Although she had given a lot of it to the Ma family last time, Wang Meilan had already said it before. Now that the girl asked, Wang Meilan had to get it.

"Auntie!" But what Wang Meilan didn't expect was that Ma Ling stopped her and asked, "Do you have any eggs at home?"

"Huh?" Ma Ling asked, but Wang Meilan was confused. She just ordered some badger seed oil, why would she need to serve eggs now? But Wang Meilan had a small face and couldn't hide it, so she just said: "Ah, there is..."

Before Wang Meilan could continue, she heard Ma Ling say: "Auntie, the hospital gave you the recipe for steaming millet in the belly of a wild boar. I knew it before. When my grandma was alive, she had two pieces of paper with the words written on them. They are all folk remedies, and I also know a remedy for stomach problems, which is not as unpleasant as wild boar belly."

"Ah?" Wang Meilan was overjoyed when she heard this. She quickly turned around and grabbed Ma Ling's hands, and asked with expectation in her eyes: "Really?"

"Really!" When the topic of folk remedies came up, Ma Ling said to Wang Meilan professionally: "Fry eggs with badger seeds and iron stomach problems can be cured!"

"Badger seed oil... fried eggs." Wang Meilan repeated it. She knew that badger seed oil was meat oil, but it didn't have any evil smell. When it comes to fried eggs, there is no other smell besides the aroma.

The key is, even if there is no salt in this thing, it is still delicious!

Wang Meilan, who had been tortured so much by the steamed millet from the wild boar's belly these days, seemed to see a glimmer of hope and almost burst into tears.

She shook Ma Ling's hand excitedly and asked, "Daughter, can you just fry it in a big pot?"

"That's a lot of trouble." Ma Ling said with a smile: "Auntie, don't we have eggs at home?"

Wang Meilan nodded and said, "Yes."

"Then I'll fry one for you." Ma Ling said, and pulled Wang Meilan down from the kang. When Wang Meilan went to the cabinet to get the badger oil, Ma Ling went to the outhouse, squatted in front of the stove, and Open the small bundle of corn poles lying across the mouth of the stove pit, take two pieces and break them up from the knees, and then stuff them into the stove pit.

Waiting for the corn pole outside the wall, Ma Ling took the match from the stove, took one out, and struck it to light the corn leaves in the pit.

The corn stalks are firewood, and the corn leaves are what ignites the fire. Seeing the fire in the pit, Ma Ling added two more handfuls of corn pods to the pit.

The corn kernels burned quickly, and when they were burned like charcoal, showing red fire inside, Ma Ling raised her head and said to Wang Meilan who was standing aside: "Auntie, give me the cooking spoon."

Upon hearing this, Wang Meilan hurried to the dish rack and took out her own cooking spoon, then returned to the stove and handed it to Ma Ling.

These days, everyone uses large pots for cooking and stewing. The pots are slightly lower and require bending down when cooking. When the pot is big, the cooking spoon is similar to the soup spoon, with a long stem and a slightly larger and flatter head than a soup spoon.

When Ma Ling took the spoon, Wang Meilan also placed a third of a can of badger seed oil and two raw eggs on the stove.

Ma Ling put the spoon into the stove pit, let the fire burn the bottom of the spoon, and then pulled the spoon out again. Then she took the can of badger seed oil and poured less badger seed oil into the spoon.

During this season, the badger seed oil left in the house has not yet solidified. It is yellow-white, very viscous, and slightly thinner than honey.

Ma Ling held the can in one hand, poured a spoonful of badger seed oil on the spoon, and then handed the can up. Wang Meilan hurriedly reached out to take it.

At this time, Ma Ling put the cooking spoon into the stove pit again and set the bottom of the spoon on fire. The badger seed oil quickly melted when heated and turned into a clear, transparent oil.

Ma Ling slowly turned her wrist to wet the entire spoon with badger seed oil, then took the egg and knocked it. This girl, holding a spoon in one hand, beats the eggs with one hand and cracks the eggs on the spoon.

Zila...

As soon as the eggs hit the hot oil, they immediately made a "sizzling" sound, and then Ma Ling placed the bottom of the spoon on the edge of the stove pit.

The corn kernels did not burn, but the heat was very high. Ma Ling was afraid of frying the eggs, so she used the stove hook to pull the two corn kernels to the edge of the pit, then slowly controlled the temperature and fried the eggs.

In fact, this is an omelette.

Then, Ma Ling asked Wang Meilan for a small spoon, lifted one side first, and then turned the egg over. While frying the other side, she allowed the yolk to slowly cook.

At this time, not only Wang Meilan was watching eagerly, but also Zhao Hong and Zhao Na who were playing in the west room came out.

"Mom." Zhao Na pulled Wang Meilan's clothes and said, "I want to eat eggs."

Hearing this, Ma Ling raised her head and looked at little Zhao Na with a smile, but Wang Meilan said: "Daughter, mom will steam chicken cakes for you tomorrow. I can't give this to you two. This is a recipe your sister Ling gave mom to cure stomach problems. "

The two little girls were quite sensible and didn't make any fuss in front of the guests. When Wang Meilan refused to give them food, they went outside together to see the squirrels in the barn.

Ma Ling put the fried eggs on the plate on the stove and said to Wang Meilan, "Auntie, eat it while it's hot."

"Yeah!" Wang Meilan smiled at Ma Ling, then picked up the other egg and said to Ma Ling: "My daughter, here is another egg. You fry it and you eat it."

Although the old hens given by Tao Xiaobao were killed by black tigers, the chicks that Zhao Jun's family held in the spring have all grown up. Because of the good feeding, three of these chickens have begun to lay eggs.

But the hens of the first year could not lay eggs continuously. Three chickens could only give Zhao Jun's family one egg a day.

These two eggs were saved by Wang Meilan.

So she didn't let Zhao Hong and Zhao Na eat it just now, but wanted to give it to Ma Ling.

"I won't eat it." Ma Ling took the egg, put it aside for Wang Meilan, and said, "Auntie, keep this. Eat one a day and your stomach will be fine in a few days."

As she spoke, Ma Ling quickly scooped water from the nearby vat and wiped the spoon she had just used to fry the eggs in the basin!

How could Wang Meilan not like such a daughter-in-law?

Wang Meilan, who was feeling warm in her heart, didn't even take the chopsticks. Instead, she held the egg with a small spoon, brought it to her mouth and took a bite, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yeah." Wang Meilan looked at Ma Ling and said, "It smells so good!"

Ma Ling smiled when she heard this and said, "Auntie, it smells good. Eat it all quickly."

"Yeah, yeah." Wang Meilan finished the eggs in a few mouthfuls. When she lowered her head, she saw a plate filled with wild boar belly and millet. Wang Meilan showed a trace of disgust on her face. She picked up the plate and went directly out to the outhouse and fed it all to the dog!

When Wang Meilan came back, Ma Ling had already brushed out the plate and spoon she used to eat eggs. At this time, Ma Ling reached out again to take the plate from Wang Meilan's hand.

Wang Meilan gave the plate to Ma Ling with some embarrassment, and then said with a smile: "My daughter is here. Not only do you fry eggs for me, but you also have to wash the dishes for me. I am a bit embarrassed."

"Auntie, what are you talking about?" Ma Ling smiled slightly and put several washed dishes into the dish rack for Wang Meilan. When she turned around, Wang Meilan had already handed over the towel.

Ma Ling wiped her hands and said to Wang Meilan: "Auntie, when you fry that egg, don't fry it until it's burnt. But if you usually eat dry food and rice, you can bake it on the fire. Battered dry food and rice are both fine. Good stomach."

"Ah?" When Wang Meilan heard this, she couldn't help but be a little confused and asked: "Zhao Jun's little brother has an aunt. He told us last time that we can't eat sticky food."

"She should be talking about meat." Ma Ling said: "You can't eat meat and eggs if they are mushy, but dry food and other things are fine, and they are good for your stomach!"

"Ah!" Wang Meilan nodded and said, "That's right, I remember it."

After saying that, she smiled at Ma Ling again. At this time, Ma Ling asked her to get rid of the wild boar belly and steamed millet. Wang Meilan would believe whatever Ma Ling said!

At this time, Ma Ling said to Wang Meilan: "Aunt, it's already time and I have to go back. My mother is struggling to get to the fields now, so I have to go back and cook for her."

I have to say, it’s already six o’clock, the forest farm is about to get off work, and it’s time to go home and cook. And if Ma Ling steps forward, Wang Meilan will also have to cook.

"Don't leave yet!" But Wang Meilan said, "Auntie, I'll get you something before you leave!"