Chapter 257 Wang Anan’s speculation

Ever since she made this discovery, Wang Anan felt like she had needles on her butt, and she felt like she couldn't calm down.

I can't sit still, I can't sit still at all.

Could it be that Su Mo asked everyone to pick more hawthorns because of this discovery?

No, no, the first time Su Mo asked him to pick hawthorns, Xiao Ling'er and Kuan'er were playing with them.

Later, I asked Duo to pick, and it was she who made white sugar. Not only did white sugar look good, it could also neutralize the sour taste of hawthorns.

With white sugar, you can make canned hawthorns.

According to Su Mo, she wanted to make a batch of canned food and sell it in the county town to see how it would sell.

If it sells well, we will expand the canned industry chain.

Of course, everyone also mentioned that they only sell white sugar. After all, compared with canned hawthorn, white sugar is even more rare.

If you sell sugar, you will get money faster.

However, Su Mo refused at that time on the grounds that no one in the family could take care of the business.

Therefore, she decided to focus on canning.

In that case, Su Mo didn't notice the change in Hawthorn.

Looking at everyone's usual demeanor and behavior, Wang Anan was sure that she was the first person to discover this matter.

But this thing was really weird, making her feel like she was in a dream.

Wang Anan was even thinking, if instead of wild hawthorn, it would be better if something else were put here.

There is no change in what we usually eat at home. The only thing that has changed is the hawthorn.

Is the location where the hawthorns are placed a treasure, or is there some time difference that caused this situation?

This matter is supposed to be a good thing.

Wang Anan felt his heart pounding, and subconsciously wanted to suppress the matter.

The fewer people who know about this, the better.

After all, wealth is not exposed.

If someone leaks something and someone with a heart hears it, it will be an unforeseen disaster for the entire Yan family.

But this matter, overall, will only make the second room of the Yan family better.

In order to verify his conjecture, Wang Anan thought about checking whether there were any changes in the newly picked hawthorns the next day.

"mother……"

"Mother..." Yan Conling increased her voice.

She called her mother three times, and I don’t know what she was thinking. She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn’t hear her.

"Hey, I'm here, I'm here." Wang An'an quickly calmed down and asked with a smile, "What's the matter, Xiao Ling'er?"

Yan Conling pouted: "It's nothing, I just miss my uncle and aunt."

"Oh?"

Yan Conling said weakly: "I feel like my aunt is not here, and I have no energy to chop vegetables."

Wang Anan looked at the sky and said, "You should be back soon. Whatever Xiao Ling'er wants to cut today, Mom will do it with you."

"Wow, that's great." Yan Congling clapped her hands excitedly, "Can you teach Xiao Ling'er how to cook? Xiao Ling'er wants to cook a dish for her aunt to try."

Wang Anan felt that although her cooking could not compare with Su Mo, it would not be a problem to teach Yan Congling.

"of course."

So the two women went straight to the stove.

Ma Fengya yelled from behind: "Wait for me, I'll go too, it's ready, I want to be the first to try it."

After Yan Congkuan came back from picking hawthorns, he washed his hands and sat reading a book.

The more he looked, the tighter his brows became.

He can understand most of the contents in the book, and now he can also write some prescriptions based on the same instructions. He can even draw inferences about some places and put forward his own opinions.

But the problem is that he lacks practice.

This is a very serious question.

Many medicinal materials look similar, so they are easy to distinguish in books, but if you encounter them, it is easy to get them confused if they are not kept together.

If the medicinal materials are like this, let alone treating people.

Without practice, no matter how many prescriptions he prescribes, they will only be words on paper.

Yan Congkuan even felt an indescribable sense of crisis in his heart. He knew very well that doctors were there to save lives and heal the wounded, and there was no room for mistakes.

If you don't make a breakthrough, you will always stay where you are.

He once again had the idea of ​​going deep into the forest.

There are many medicinal materials in the mountains, and he can always come across some useful ones to identify.

These are all opportunities for him to learn.

However, there are many dangers in the mountains.

He is three years older than Yan Congxin and Yan Congling, so he naturally knows more than them.

He was more aware of the possible dangers in the mountains.

Once he has this idea, he cannot act rashly.

You need to prepare some self-defense tools and medicine before heading into the mountains.

Tools and medicine cost money, and I don’t know if the little money I have is enough.

But this matter... Yan Congkuan thought, should he discuss it with his family?

He was afraid that if he said so, his family would not let him go because the mountains were dangerous.

I'm also afraid that if I don't tell him, my family will be worried if he disappears alone.

It's really a hard question to choose.

After thinking for a while, he put the book aside and walked towards the door, leaning against the door frame with his feet folded, and looking into the distance with a longing look.

The relationship between Wang Feng and Yan Ming has eased a lot after Yan Ming broke off their relationship with Dafang.

Wang Feng has a bigger belly now and is already very clumsy when moving.

She didn't think it was a big deal, so she did all the work she could.

Even when Wang Anan and Zhang Guilan were doing laundry, she had to help.

However, Su Mo was not worried. Wang Feng had suffered a lot during his exile, and now he was in need of support.

Appropriate exercise is possible, but some affected tasks cannot be done.

So before going out, she discussed with Zhang Guilan that she would go back and find a doctor to give Wang Feng a look. Before that, she would let Wang Feng take care of her at home.

This made Yan Ming extremely happy.

Throughout the whole day, regardless of the injury on his back, he kept riding for Wang Feng and taking care of Wang Feng like a child.

Even when Wang Feng drank water, he wanted to feed it into Wang Feng's mouth one spoonful at a time.

Zhang Guilan kept laughing while threading the needle.

She has a hobby of doing CP.

She had been talking to her son and Su Mo before, but now that they were not at home, she became interested in seeing Yan Ming and Wang Feng.

Although Yan Ming was not a thing before, he was not in Zhang Guilan's eyes.

But looking at it now, Yan Ming seems to have suddenly enlightened after "returning from evil and returning to righteousness".

Zhang Guilan grinned from the corners of her mouth to her ears at every turn.

She hadn't realized before that stalking could be so fun.

Looking at Wang Feng's blushing cheeks, they look like two ripe red apples.

……

There was movement outside the house. It was Su Mo and Yan Yi who were back.

Yan Yi tied up the cow and Su Mo came to the door.

"Uncle, you are finally back." Yan Congkuan was a little excited, but also felt a little uneasy.

"Have you been standing here waiting for me?"

Yan Congkuan nodded: "Well, I have something to talk to my aunt."

"Oh?" Su Mo thought for a moment and asked, "Is it related to medical books?"

Yan Congkuan nodded, then shook his head: "It does matter a little, but it doesn't matter at all."

Su Mo made a guess in his mind: "Don't worry, let's go into the room and talk slowly."

(End of this chapter)

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