Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 1217 - 1183: I Can Still Eat a Little More

Chapter 1217: Chapter 1183: I Can Still Eat a Little More

The rice noodles were garnished with cilantro, scallions, and chili.

Thin slices of braised pork and chunks of braised pig trotters were piled on top, with the white rice noodles floating in brown broth.

As the chopsticks stirred the noodles, an indescribable tangy, spicy aroma mixed with the rich fragrance of meat wafted up. It wasn’t just the two children who were tempted; even Aiguli couldn’t help but swallow!

It really smelled so good!

She couldn’t resist at all, even though she was already full, she looked over longingly:

"Um, um... I-I think I can eat a little more..."

"Mom, I want some too!"

"I can eat a bit more too!"

Both children began to crave it together.

Wu Lan quickly handed over a bowl: "Eat, eat everyone! I figured there were lots of snacks here, so I didn’t serve you much, just a small bowl for you three to taste. This is your grandfather’s handiwork."

As for the remaining two small bowls... with just that amount, anyone in the house could easily finish them.

Soon, the entire room was filled with a rich aroma.

And as soon as Aiguli took a bite, she sniffed— it wasn’t from the spiciness, but from surprise.

Her father-in-law actually had such great culinary skills!

Why had her husband never mentioned it? He had even told them to eat more earlier, especially since there weren’t many greens when they returned to the rural home during winter...

Yes, there aren’t many greens in the winter.

But there is fragrant milk, hot steamed buns, super delicious rice noodles, and next to them was white fungus soup and rice cakes...

Yet their stomachs were truly very full!

The mother and her daughters, with tears in their eyes, each took a bite, slowly finishing even the soup.

...

Now they really couldn’t eat another bite.

Song Tan quickly took out the hawthorn pills Doctor Xiaoguo had given them earlier and handed one to each: "Take these to help with digestion, don’t get too stuffed... Oh it’s such a pity! The steamed rice cake is so soft and sweet, even after having it for a year, I never got tired of it. I really wanted you to try it."

As she spoke, she nimbly picked up a piece and ate it herself, making the mother and daughters, who were nibbling on the hawthorn pills, drool even more.

But this time, even Wu Lan didn’t relent: "No more, no more, you’ve eaten too much already, you’ll really be too stuffed to handle later..."

Seeing the two little girls constantly rubbing their bellies, and after asking what they’d eaten in the morning, Wu Lan was a bit unsure:

"Tantan, maybe you should take them to Doctor Guo for a massage, otherwise if the children don’t say anything, they might end up with stomach aches."

Song Tan glanced at Zhang Yanping: "Brother Yanping, why don’t you take them?"

Zhang Yanping touched his face: "Forget it, I’m packing up, and I need to prepare something for Guo Dong, you take them over."

Since their relationship was confirmed, it was the New Year and he should be getting ready. Although Guo Dong had straightforwardly said there was no need to visit her mom, he still needed to prepare gifts from his side.

It was time to calculate what could be shared from his year-end bonus.

Song Tan nodded: "Alright— Guli Sis, I’ll take you to see our local traditional Chinese medicine! When you see a doctor over there, do you go to a hospital, or are there also local specialty clinics?"

Aiguli laughed: "Actually, we’re fine. The two of them don’t eat beef and lamb often, so they have good digestion."

But despite saying so, perhaps out of curiosity, she stood up with Song Tan.

She added, "We also go to hospitals, there are many hospitals. But some are far, and it takes a long time to drive there."

After all, being in the Borderlands, it’s really vast.

Song Tan took them for a walk in the breeze, and with their swelling stomachs seemingly not feeling as uncomfortable, she introduced:

"Our village doctor is also a young girl, she looks very young but has a lot of experience. The hawthorn pills you ate were made by her, and they’re very effective for digestion."

"You don’t necessarily have to see a doctor; mainly it’s good to get out for a walk, it’ll speed up digestion."

"No problem." Aiguli laughed: "I like traditional Chinese medicine, every year there are herb merchants who come to our place to buy fritillaria. I know a bit about traditional Chinese medicine."

The two girls walked beside them, looking curiously at the bamboo forest, the pond, and the white greenhouses nearby, everything seemed new to them.

Song Tan introduced: "In the bamboo forest you can dig for bamboo shoots, if it’s not too cold later, we can try it."

"In the pond you can fish, the fish is very tasty, you can catch some and try it."

Even though the pond was cleared, a few fish were left in it.

"The greenhouse grows strawberries, cucumbers, and watermelons, but since you’ve eaten too much, let your stomach settle and come back in the afternoon to try these. I guarantee they are even better than what you had this morning!"

But what they had in the morning was already the best they’d ever tasted! If it’s even better than that...

The mother and daughters were all stunned.

As they walked and introduced everything, the group of four soon arrived at the clinic.

In the dead of winter, Guo Dong was sitting by a stove with a book, surrounded by a pile of medicinal herbs.

"Doctor Guo, what are you up to?"

Guo Dong put down the book: "Even though you’ve plowed over the hills you rented, some wild herbs are bound to grow in the spring. I’m looking at some pictures so that I can tell you to go and gather some for herbal tea."

Wild herbs sprout early, but those on the mountains, sparse and not widely recognized, were not something Song Tan planned to sell anyway.

Now that she heard that Guo Dong found them useful, she nodded directly:

"Sure, go gather them, after that we can prepare for spring sowing."

As for what herbal tea, she didn’t ask. After all, Doctor Guo never forgot them when she had anything good.

Her reputation was slowly built up with bucket after bucket of summer tea for heat relief.

Now seeing Song Tan bring over two strangers, and checking their looks, she knew they were Seventh Uncle’s daughter-in-law and children.

Thinking that Zhang Yanping’s house was still held by this family, Guo Dong’s smile became even warmer:

"What’s wrong? Is anyone feeling unwell?"

"No," Song Tan replied, troubled:

"My Uncle Song let them eat their fill in the urban area, then we cooked milk at home, made rice noodles, and steamed buns..."

Oh dear!

Guo Dong immediately understood, looking at the mother and daughters now with an amused and slightly helpless expression.

"Oh my, what on earth were you all thinking? You’ve got flat peaches at home and still choose to have breakfast at a street vendor... such a waste!"

"I even heard yesterday that Seventh Uncle picked a watermelon to bring home for you to eat... and now you can’t even try the watermelon, can you?"

Exactly.

Not just Aiguli, even the two little girls sighed deeply.

Guo Dong extended a hand to the two children:

"Come over, Auntie will feel your stomachs and see if they’re too stuffed. If so, I’ll help you massage some acupoints to aid digestion."

She glanced at the clock and smiled confidently: "Be obedient and listen, that way by noon when your stomachs are digested, you’ll be able to eat again."

"Otherwise, you’ll have to wait until the afternoon!"