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Chapter 52

Mrs. Mo lost her attitude towards the discussion, "It's been decided. If you want to go, there will be more opportunities in the future!"

If Mo Yunmei doesn't do it, the wedding scene will be so lively, she wants to see it.

But Mrs. Mo ignored her, turned around and left, no matter what she said she didn't let go.

Su Nanxi didn't worry about it.

At night, Mo Qinghe still ignored Su Nanxi, and Su Nanxi couldn't help but laugh at himself. Sure enough, ugly girls don't deserve love. It didn't take long before the dream was shattered. Now this scene can be regarded as a different dream.

Huh! Fortunately, I didn't lose my heart. It's not too late to pull back from the brink.

In the next few days, Su Nanxi didn't go near Mo Qinghe. During her lunch break, she went into the mountains by herself. She didn't go back until the sun set. She passed by the vegetable field and poured water on the vegetables before going back.

This day was the same, the sun was very hot, and Su Nanxi was cutting trees in the cool mountains.

A figure ran up to her and knelt down. She was so frightened that she almost threw away the chainsaw in her hand.

Oh my god! Didn’t she dig up someone else’s ancestral grave?

Is this unkempt person a human or a ghost?

The sun is so fierce, but it can't destroy the ghosts!

The man raised his head, straightened his waist, his eyes were red, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Girl, please save my brother! Please!"

Su Nanxi's eyes twitched, who is this? He begged her to save people as soon as he came up! She is not a doctor, how could she beg her? Does she look like a doctor?

Those who ran away from the mountains probably don’t have a good brain!

Seeing that Su Nanxi didn't respond, the man raised his head and begged.

Hey! You should introduce yourself and tell me the situation!

The man was stunned for a moment and then regained his consciousness, "Girl, I am Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi! My brother was seriously injured and the doctors were helpless. Please help me, girl."

Oh! I remembered it!

Why did this man find himself in such a miserable state again?

But she's not a doctor, so she really can't help him much. Seeing how he attaches great importance to love and justice, she should try her best to help. She can't guarantee whether he can be saved.

Finally, Su Nanxi gave him several large bamboo tubes filled with spiritual spring water, tied them up and put them behind him. At first glance, they looked a bit like explosive bags, except that this explosive bag was larger.

Xiao Yi solemnly thanked Su Nanxi. Before leaving, Su Nanxi gave her some disinfectant and wound medicine, both for external use. Worried that he might be confused, she took a pencil and wrote it down.

Xiao Yi put it in his arms and thanked him again. Tears fell from his eyes, his jaw tightened, he gritted his teeth and turned away.

Sigh! She can only help so much, life or death depends on fate.

She knew that he was not an ordinary person. She didn't want to get involved at first. Look, he was injured to the point of death from time to time.

However, she also looked away. Maybe the more she didn't think about some things, the more things would develop in this direction, and she couldn't hide even if she wanted to.

Since Xiao Yi was able to find this place, he must have known where her destination was, and he just didn't come to find her if he had nothing to do.

If that's the case, let it be.

He wants to deal with her and use her, and she is not that easy to mess with.

When I returned to Mo's house as the sun set, the children clamored for some fried snails.

Su Nanxi thought, OK, let's fry it. Once you've done it, it's time to put it in the pot. If you don't fry it, the snail will stink tomorrow.

The smell of fried snails is so strong that when the wind blows, people nearby can smell it and ask who cooks what dish that is so fragrant!

"It's Mojia's fried snails! I've smelled it before, but I haven't smelled it in a few days. This time it's so fragrant! No, my mouth is watering!"

"Is the snail really edible?"

"You can't eat it fried by others and feed it to the dogs? It smells very fragrant. I must have put a lot of things in it and fried it together. I don't smell the earthy smell of the snails at all!"

"Oops! I'm hungry and my mouth is watering! I can't help it anymore. Let's go to Mo's house and have a look!"

"Hey! Wait for me, I'll go too!"

"I am coming too!"

People in the village learned how to make rice noodles, and they had more contact with the Mo family, and they were no longer unfamiliar with it. Several people actually ran outside the Mo family wall smelling the fragrance.

Su Nanxi also got mad and asked the children to cook a large tank of snails and fry them in two pots to enjoy the meal!

Qin and Zhao didn't say anything and came over to help when they had time.

I saw someone watching on the wall and said hello.

"Hongying, is this fried snail at your house? It's so fragrant! You can smell it from afar! Can we come in and take a look?"

One of them spoke to Mr. Qin.

Mrs. Qin and Mrs. Zhao looked at each other, then smiled and said, "Okay, okay, but the smell is a bit choking. I wonder if you can bear it?"

When the other people heard that it was OK, they were very happy and hurriedly said, "You can take it, you can take it!"

So, these people went into Mo's kitchen to watch the fried snails.

Soon, these people rushed out with their mouths and noses covered, and they coughed for a while before they recovered.

Mrs. Qin was speechless, tut! She said she couldn't bear it!

Su Nanxi cooked a pot and brought it out. Mrs. Qin invited them to come over and eat, saying that there was another pot left, so feel free to eat.

These people tasted a few, and their eyes widened. It was so delicious! It was a bit spicy at first, but it was so spicy that the more they ate, the more they wanted to eat!

Two sober-minded people ran into the kitchen. They wanted to learn how to stir-fry snails and eat them every day!

But the chili peppers were too choking, so the two had to run out again. After recovering, they covered their mouths and noses with their sleeves and ran into the kitchen again.

Mrs. Zhao saw it and admired these two people for being able to tolerate what others couldn't tolerate for the sake of food.

Su Nanxi didn't care who came in. As long as it didn't interfere with her, she didn't want to pay too much attention to it.

The two persisted until Su Nanxi finished frying the second pot of snails and took them out before going out.

Mrs. Mo invited them to eat, and this time the snail-sucking team was much more spectacular.

Several people said it was so delicious that they almost swallowed their tongues. They wanted to go back and touch some to fry for their children's teething ceremony. They asked Mrs. Mo if they could.

This is asking for opinions.

Mrs. Mo said, "Okay, why not? This snail comes from the river. Whoever touches it will get it. If you touch it, you can live it for a few days and spit out the mud, and then you can get it and eat it!"

Now that the recipe for fried snails was sold, the Mo family no longer kept it secret. They generously told these people how to spit out mud from the snails, how to remove the earthy smell, and what to add to stir-fry them together to make them more delicious.

Several people ate happily, were excited to hear it, and were grateful to the Mo family for telling them the method.

They have lived for so many years, but they still don’t know that this thing covered in mud can actually be eaten and is delicious!

Farmers rarely have a meal of meat all year round, and this snail meat is not small, and it can be regarded as a taste of meat for everyone.

Someone asked, "Huh? What are these? Why are they so spicy?"

Mrs. Zhao looked over and said, "That's chili! This snail is so delicious and you can't live without it! If you're not used to it, don't eat it. People who haven't eaten it can't stand the taste. It's for seasoning. Just put it aside."

."

"What is chili?"

Mrs. Zhao pointed to the dustpan on the firewood pile and said, "Here! That's the chili! Let's dry it and store it. If you like spicy food, you can plant two of them. There is a pile of seedlings in the corner of the house!"

"Why did you leak the recipe for fried snails?"


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