After leaving the tailor shop, Lin Xiuer went to the general store and bought some coarse and fine salt, as well as a jar of lard.

Finally, I bought two more live chickens before carrying the heavy basket back home.

It was nearly noon when she got home. After quickly putting her things away, she started making bone broth and decocting the newly prescribed medicine. Only then did Lin Xiuer have a moment to go inside.

While the medicine was being brewed, she wiped her hands and went into the inner room.

The man on the bed was still pale, but seemed to be in better spirits. Little Bao sat next to him, tilting his little face up.

The two were talking about something, one big and one small, and seemed to be having a great time. When they heard footsteps, they both turned around at the same time.

Lin Xiuer walked to the bedside with her hands behind her back, a smile on her face: "Little Bao, do you want to guess what Mommy has in her hand?"

Xiao Bao's eyes lit up, and he almost immediately answered, "Candy!"

Having learned from his previous experience with maltose, the little guy has a good memory.

Lin Xiuer laughed and leaned down to kiss his soft cheek: "Oh my! Our little treasure is so smart, how did you guess it right away?"

She opened her hand, revealing two malt candies wrapped in oil paper in her palm. "Mom bought two, one for each of you, okay?"

"Okay!" Xiao Bao replied loudly, reaching out his little hand to pick up a piece, but not in a hurry to eat it. He turned to look at the man on the bed, "One for me, and one for Daddy."

"Father!" Lin Xiuer's lips twitched again.

The little guy is getting better and better at calling me that, and it's becoming more and more affectionate.

Lin Xiuer wanted to clarify, but looking at the eyes of the two people, one big and one small, looking at her, she couldn't bring herself to say it now.

She could only nod nonchalantly and hand the other candy to the man.

"The medicine is bitter, so take one to relieve the bitterness."

The man looked at the candy in her palm with some surprise, then looked up at her gentle eyes, and smiled, extending his slender fingers to gently pick up the candy.

"Thank you, madam."

"You're welcome." Lin Xiuer quickly withdrew her hand, her palm still feeling the slight coolness of his fingertips.

The man was getting more and more comfortable calling her "wife" and even smiled at her.

She hurriedly turned to Xiaobao and said, "Xiaobao, eat slowly, don't choke, okay?"

After saying that, he turned and left the house almost hastily.

After finishing the fragrant bone broth noodles, Lin Xiuer looked at the man's still pale face and said, "You've been cooped up inside for days. Shall I help you to the yard to sit and get some fresh air?"

The man nodded, without refusing.

Lin Xiuer carefully helped him out of bed.

The effects of the spiritual spring water combined with the medicinal decoction, along with the man's own amazing recovery ability, resulted in results beyond imagination.

Except for the two deepest wounds on my shoulder and chest, which still need time to heal, the other external injuries are almost completely healed.

Currently, the main issues are internal injuries and excessive blood loss, requiring gradual recuperation.

In the courtyard, Lin Xiuer moved a low stool under the eaves and helped him sit down. The sunlight fell on him, making his excessively pale face look a little better.

"You have a bruise on the back of your head; I reckon you bumped it somewhere. That's probably why you can't remember things—it's from this bruise."

Lin Xiuer had seen many picture books and TV dramas in her previous life, and they all depicted the situation this way, so she guessed that his situation was similar to what she had imagined.

"Once you feel better in a few days and can walk long distances, I'll take you to the Jishetang clinic in town so the old doctor can take your pulse properly. Once the bruise on the back of your head clears up, you might slowly start to remember things from before."

She made it clear beforehand that seeing a doctor was necessary, leaving a reasonable excuse for possible future memory recovery or clues to her identity.

The man should be called "Peaceful" now.

Ping An listened quietly, his gaze falling on the two hens pecking at food in the corner, before finally returning to Lin Xiuer's face, which was slightly red from the sun.

He nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to my wife."

His use of the word "wife" felt natural, but Lin Xiuer felt a slight tickle in her heart, like being gently scratched by a feather.

He quickly looked away: "Do you want to continue sunbathing or go back inside? It's getting late, and I still need to go up the mountain to find some things."

"Going up the mountain again?" Ping An frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping over the blisters on her hands that hadn't completely subsided.

"Hmm, spices are too expensive, I want to go to the mountains to find them myself." Lin Xiuer turned around and picked up the basket and small hoe from the corner of the wall.

"If our food stall wants to stand out from the crowd of sesame seed cakes, steamed buns, and scallion pancakes, it can't just rely on pancakes and eggs. It needs a secret seasoning that no one else has."

"If we could make a sauce that's fragrant, unique, and unforgettable, and spread it on a hot egg pancake... the taste would definitely draw long lines of customers to our food stall!"

Ping An watched her beaming face, remained silent for a moment, and then whispered, "The mountain path is dangerous, my wife, please be careful."

"Okay!" Lin Xiuer waved her hand and quickly walked out of the courtyard gate with her basket on her back.

Ping An leaned against the wall, watching her slightly plump figure disappear outside the door, and slowly closed her eyes.

The sunlight shone on my eyelids, casting a warm red glow. My mind remained blank, devoid of any concrete images.

I only have some vague feelings.

The icy, bone-chilling mountain forest... the heavy smell of blood... and, just before his consciousness was about to completely sink into darkness, the sweet, warm current on his lips, and the warm back that had carried him away from the desperate situation with all its might.

This home is dilapidated and poor.

But this woman... compared to certain cold fragments of the past that he vaguely sensed.

Everything here, including the woman who was always busy, with injuries on her hands, but whose eyes were getting brighter and brighter, filled him with a sense of peace that made him want to relax his tense nerves.

He closed his eyes again, letting the warm sun envelop him.

At this moment, Lin Xiuer had already plunged into the lush greenery of the back mountain.

This time, her goal was clear: to find spices.

She was like a nimble hunting dog (well, although her size wasn't quite like one), her nose twitching constantly as she discerned the various scents of grass and trees carried on the wind, carefully searching every corner where treasure might be hidden.

Wild chili peppers! Clumps of bright red berries hung from the branches, their pungent aroma filling the air. She picked the most fragrant ones.

She also picked some of the leaves of several other herbs that she didn't know the names of, but which had either a fresh or a rich aroma.

Later, on a damp, mossy patch of rock, she found several clusters of mushrooms that emitted a strong aroma similar to shiitake mushrooms! She wasn't sure if they were all non-toxic, so she cautiously picked the few that most resembled the edible mushrooms from her previous life.

As the basket gradually filled with all sorts of oddly shaped and smelling plants, Lin Xiuer's heart leaped with joy.

With these ingredients, she was confident she could create a unique flavor. The savory base of the sauce could be made with fermented soybean paste, the savory aroma of rendered pork fat, and then infused with these wild mountain spices.

She could already picture in her mind the steaming hot, golden-yellow egg pancake, brushed with a thick, fragrant secret sauce, and the wonderful scene of a crispy exterior and tender interior, savory and slightly spicy flavors exploding on the tongue with each bite.

Just thinking about it makes my mouth water.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and watched as she carried her full baskets down the mountain.

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