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In an instant, only Old Man Shen and the two children remained in front of Xu Qinghe.

Old Shen glanced at Xu Qinghe, whose hair was disheveled and whose face was pale, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

"Second son's wife, I know it's difficult for you to build a house now."

"But no matter how difficult it is, you must pay attention to your safety."

"If you're really short of money, your mother and I have some left. I'll go back and get it for you later. You can use it to tide you over."

Xu Qinghe had never expected Old Man Shen to say this to her. She was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized what he meant and smiled as she declined, "No need, Father."

"We don't lack money, I just want to go for a walk in the mountains and pick some wild vegetables to eat."

"I never expected to run into a black bear. Don't worry, if I go again, I'll go with someone. I won't go alone again."

Old Shen was relieved to hear this. "Alright, then you go and spend time with the two children!"

"These two kids were almost scared to death when they heard you were in trouble."

Xu Qinghe gently replied, "Okay." Then she took the two children to the kitchen.

As soon as she entered the kitchen, Xu Qinghe took off the basket on her back.

Then, mysteriously, he waved to the two children and called out, "Come and see!"

Upon hearing this, the two children forgot all about being sad and ran over.

With eyes fixed on Xu Qinghe's movements, they watched as Xu Qinghe carefully peeled back the top layer of elm mushrooms.

The pheasants and rabbits inside were thus exposed.

Upon seeing what was inside, Shen Chengyue couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "A pheasant?"

Xu Qinghe glanced at him with a smile and asked softly, "Would you like some?"

Shen Chengyue nodded without hesitation, "I want to eat it."

Xu Qinghe: "I'll go to the river to process it later, and I'll stew a pheasant for you guys tonight."

Shen Chengyue: "Hmm."

After comforting the two children, Xu Qinghe rested for a while before getting ready to go out.

I made sure to bring the kettle with me when I went out, because I needed hot water to pluck the pheasants.

Without hot water, plucking the feathers is a lot of work; you also have to start a fire to burn them.

Xu Qinghe didn't want to waste the time, so she simply took the kettle with her and left.

Besides the kettle, she also carried a basin and a kitchen knife on her basket, for use when gutting the animals.

If you ask her why she doesn't want to handle it at home, it's because there are too many people at home who would gossip, and they are all cousins ​​who would help out. It would be troublesome whether or not people stay at home.

To avoid this trouble, let's do it secretly.

They wash their vegetables and clothes in the same river, because the river is full of running water, so they don't worry about it being unclean.

In addition, Xu Qinghe had been to this river many times and knew where there were many people and where there were few people.

I found a quiet spot, walked over, put down my basket, and started processing the things.

The place she found was a shallow area with a beach next to it, and she was squatting on a rock in the river.

Take the basin out and place it on the stone next to you. Put the pheasant and hazel grouse in, pour in hot water and turn them over several times until they are all submerged in the hot water. Wait until they are scalded enough before you start plucking their feathers.

This is the fastest way to pluck the hairs, because she only has one pot of hot water.

So the pheasant and hazel grouse are cooked together. The hazel grouse is different from the pheasant; it's grayish and not very big.

Unlike pheasant feathers, which are smooth and beautiful, Xu Qinghe worked quickly, and soon the feathers of the two pheasants were removed.

Xu Qinghe didn't dare to throw the pheasant feathers away carelessly, so she put them in her basket first, planning to bury them somewhere after she finished processing them.

After plucking the feathers, Xu Qinghe began to process the pheasant's internal organs, keeping the ones she wanted and throwing the rest into her basket.

Just as Xu Qinghe was cleaning the chicken's internal organs, she casually washed the chicken intestines, and a fish slowly swam towards her.

Xu Qinghe was so surprised that she didn't dare to move, and prepared to catch it all at once when it got close.

But the fish seemed to be teasing her; just as it was about to swim up to her, it turned and swam away.

This left Xu Qinghe both amused and exasperated. She had truly suffered for too long, and now she wanted to take everything home with her.

After processing the pheasant, Xu Qinghe buried the unwanted feathers and intestines.

After burying the burial site, he washed the basket and then carried it home.

When she left, she took two pheasants with her; she left the fleeceflower root and the rabbit at home.

The he shou wu was hidden away, and the wild rabbit was placed in a corner.

It wasn't that she didn't want to deal with the wild rabbit, but rather that her skinning skills were not as good as Shen Zhihao's.

It's important to know that wild rabbit pelts can be sold for money regardless of the era.

When she got home, Shen Daqiang and the others had already left, leaving only Old Man Shen and the two children at home.

The two children were running and playing in the yard, while Old Man Shen was still quietly working.

In his mind, if he did more work, everyone else would do less, and Xu Qinghe's wages would be less.

Looking at Old Man Shen's thin, stick-like figure, Xu Qinghe felt a pang of pity and said, "Dad, please stop working."

"You should rest for a while."

Old Shen, without turning his head, said while carrying bricks, "It's alright, I'll do some more."

Seeing that she couldn't persuade him, Xu Qinghe had no choice but to let him go and turned to go into the kitchen to chop chicken.

Because it's getting late to cook, Xu Qinghe had to chop the chicken into very small pieces so they could eat as soon as possible.

After stewing, there's no need to blanch it; just fry it in oil and start stewing.

Old Man Shen smelled the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen, and felt incredibly satisfied.

Since he started eating with his second son's wife, his meals have improved dramatically.

Not only can they eat their fill, but they can also eat well. According to him, his second son's wife's cooking is even better than the chefs who cook for their weddings and funerals.

The thought of delicious food coming soon made Old Man Shen even more enthusiastic.

While the chicken was stewing, Xu Qinghe also made several fried pancakes.

During this period, there have been many things going on at home, so Xu Qinghe hasn't had time to steam buns and has been making do with noodles, fried dough sticks, and rice every day.

Even so, it's a rare treat that other people get to enjoy.

Although Old Man Shen always ate with great relish, he would always feel a pang of regret before eating.

When Old Man Shen had almost finished eating, Xu Qinghe began to call him to eat.

Old Man Shen was used to eating here and wasn't as reserved as he had been at the beginning. As soon as Xu Qinghe called him, he went to wash his hands.

After washing her hands, she walked towards the dining table, asking as she went, "Aren't we waiting for the second child?"

As Xu Qinghe placed the food on the table, she replied, "No need to wait, he has something to do today and will be back later."

Old Shen then noticed the chicken stew with mushrooms on the table and asked in surprise, "This chicken?"

Xu Qinghe: "I took a taxi on the mountain today."

"We caught two, but they wouldn't keep in the heat, so we ate them all today."

Old Man Shen opened his mouth, thinking that life shouldn't be so extravagant.

But when she thought of Xu Qinghe's ability to manage a household, she swallowed her words and said, "Okay, leave some for the second son first, and we'll eat the rest."