Chapter 23 Plan

Zhou Shuren supported him patiently, "Yes."

Mrs. Li panicked the most, her mother-in-law was looking at her, and said weakly, "Mother."

Zhulan was also in a panic, even taking medicine alone was not enough, she still needed nutrition, she didn't want to die early, "Catch and kill last year's old hen later."

Mrs. Li suspected that she had heard it wrong, and screamed like a Tuoba mouse, "Kill the chicken?"

Zhulan clutched her chest, thankfully she didn't have a heart attack, otherwise she would have gone early, she said with a cold face, "Yes, kill the chicken, stew it tonight, and stew a big bone at noon, I'll get it for you later Noodles, make pimple soup with bone broth."

Mrs. Li is even more panicked than before. Is this the end of life? What stimulated my mother-in-law today?

"Mother, it's time for the old hen to lay eggs!"

Zhulan was silent, Zhou’s chickens were indeed laying eggs when they were well-raised. The original plan was that last year’s old hens would be eaten by Mrs. Zhao’s confinement in winter. I really didn’t want to kill my own chickens, but I couldn’t go out and buy chickens. That belongs to Lu Fu is even more eye-catching.

Zhou Shuren, "Kill it."

Mrs. Li didn't dare to say anything anymore, she felt that this father-in-law was infiltrating, "Okay, okay dad, I'll go right away."

He ran away desperately for his life, extremely agile.

Zhou Shuren looked down and saw that the little girl looked at him with big eyes, a little timid, and felt soft, and stroked her hair, "Go and help your sister-in-law to see your niece, and eat chicken at night."

Xuehan bent her eyes, this is still her father who loves her, and her father has not changed, "En."

Zhulan went back to the house and lay down on the kang, the kang was covered with mattresses, otherwise the kang would be cold and her body would not be able to bear it.

Zhou Shuren also went to the kang, but he didn't lie down and sat against the wall, and his back was cold, "This side belongs to the north, and the winter in ancient times was colder. I'm thinking about renovating the house, rebuilding the kang and the flue wall." , and then pave the ground again, so as not to get dirty when it snows or rains.”

Zhulan, "OK."

Firewalls and fire pits existed in the Han Dynasty, but they were just rebuilt without exception. She also wanted to live comfortably. As for the ground, she agreed even more. Clean modern people really can't accept dirt roads, especially indoors.

Zhulan said again, "Don't just repair our own house, the children's have also been repaired. We are not in good health and Mrs. Zhao is going to have a baby. The reasons are sufficient and unobtrusive."

Zhou Shuren was stunned for a moment, his sense of substitution was not as good as that of Zhulan, so he thought of himself and Zhulan, and the children didn't even think about it, "Well, I'll listen to you, and I will do it after the follow-up visit, so as not to be busy in the autumn harvest, and it will be more and more day by day. Cool until winter."

Zhulan, "OK."

Seeing Zhulan's eyelids fighting, Zhou Shuren didn't say a word, and sure enough, he heard the sound of even breathing after a while, his drowsiness was infected, and he also lay down to rest.

Zhulan had a good night's sleep and her body became stronger. She sat up and watched Zhou Shuren sleep again. She got up and went to the ground, but she didn't hear the voice of the eldest and second child, it was not until noon!

In the cheating ancient times, she couldn't tell the time accurately. She had a full screen of her original body's memory, thinking that she should buy an hourglass, otherwise she would be even more uncertain.

The kitchen smells like bone soup, the stewing time is not short, and Zhulan is a little hungry.

Mrs. Li was pasting pancakes, and flatteringly said, "Mother, you're awake."

Zhulan hummed, took a big bowl, and came back with a bowl of noodles, "It's for lumps."

Mrs. Li took a breath, feeling distressed, a big bowl of white noodles, "Mother, there are too many."

"Your housekeeper or my housekeeper, cook your meals."

Mrs. Li didn't dare to say anything, and obediently took the big bowl.

Zhulan smelled the bone soup again, and found that Li had a lot of minor problems. He really didn't have cooking skills, which was considered an advantage. He also looked at the chicken that was killed. The chicken was fat enough, and the chicken oil was very large. After ordering chicken oil noodles, I am even more hungry.

The sound of sobbing outside.

Bamboo Orchid, "..."

I really don't understand, why are you crying again, this day is really bad!