I was a stepmother in ancient times, and I led my whole family to wealth.

Chapter 204: Laba 8 Porridge

Finally, filled with righteous indignation, he said that if his father, Yang Lin, did not personally come to apologize to his sister, he would make his sister never acknowledge Yang Lin as her father again.

The Tang family was, after all, his maternal family. Tang Yuran had also been punished, but he would avenge his sister after he passed the imperial examination.

If his father remains obstinate, he will sever ties with him.

Dongfang Jin looked at the resolute young man, whose mature demeanor left him speechless.

Finally, she summoned Gu Jingye and Yang Wenwen and asked them face-to-face whether they agreed with Yang Wenkai's proposal.

At that moment, Dongfang Jin felt like she had gone crazy. Three children, one twelve, one seven, and one six years old, what could she possibly ask them?

To her surprise, Gu Jingye actually agreed, and even shamelessly said that he would support his wife.

After Gu Jingye agreed, Yang Wenwen, with a shy and bashful expression, called out to her, "Little Mother."

She felt at that moment that the world had gone mad.

Finally, Dongfang Jin invited Sun Xing and his wife, along with Lin Lizheng, to witness Jun Qirui write a marriage certificate for the two of them.

Gu Jingye accepted the jade pendant given to him by Yang Wenkai, and Dongfang Jin was not stingy either.

Ruyi found a pair of jade pendants in her spatial storage, gave one to Yang Wenkai as a token of their engagement, and gave the other as a gift to him.

When Yang Wenkai left, Dongfang Jin gave him another 10,000 taels of silver notes, telling him to keep them for when he didn't need them.

I also gave him a recipe for roasted chestnuts and chestnut cake.

He was told that if there was no one available, he should go to Liulitai Village in Siyang County to find Liu Shengen, who was the name of Aunt Gu's older brother.

Once they are found, the source of the chestnuts will be known.

Dongfang Jin felt that this would not only help the Liu family, but also leave the child with a backup plan.

It seems that because of Yang Wenwen's disappearance, the Tang and Yang families will definitely not be the same as before.

Upon seeing those things, Yang Wenkai threw himself into Dongfang Jin's arms and cried uncontrollably, as if trying to release all his sorrow.

I left only after I calmed down.

……

Looking at the Laba porridge in the pot, Yang Zhu exclaimed in surprise, "Xiao Jin, your porridge is absolutely amazing!"

Dongfang Jin smiled serenely: "Eat more later, it's absolutely delicious with your family's pickles."

"Hey, I made a lot. Take some back with you later, and also take some to your fourth aunt's house."

"Hehe, I'm used to coming to your house to eat and take some things with me."

"You have no idea, every time I go back, my mother-in-law gives me a lesson," Yang Zhu said with a smile, then scooped up a spoonful with a bamboo spoon and put it in her mouth.

This steaming hot Laba porridge, a blend of longan, lotus seeds, red dates, and barley, glides across the tongue like warm sunshine into the heart, sweet but not cloying, leaving a warm aftertaste.

With her big, bright eyes wide open, she exclaimed, "It's so delicious! I never imagined that putting these things together would make such a wonderful dish!"

"Then eat more. You've never come to my house empty-handed before."

We're exchanging gifts, not just taking. Why are you criticizing me?

As Dongfang Jin spoke, she placed a bowl of Laba porridge, a dish of pickled vegetables, and a dish of spicy pickled cabbage shreds on each tray.

Lin Min also took a spoonful of the porridge and put it in her mouth. The porridge was cooked just right and had a rich aroma of grains.

After taking a bite, the flavors of the various ingredients in the Laba porridge intertwine and sublimate in your mouth, leaving you with an unforgettable aftertaste.

"Look at her little mouth. Tell me, what you give her every time is just ordinary stuff?"

We're giving you things that every household here has, so what's so special about them?

"Look at this porridge you cooked! I'm completely hooked! What am I going to do if I want to eat it again?"

Dongfang Jin smiled and said, "Just say if you want some, and I'll cook some more."

Lin Min laughed heartily and said, "My father-in-law said that ever since Xiao Jin came,

There's never a shortage of meat in my house; you haven't seen how round Uncle Yao has gotten.

In previous years, we never had such a good time. Making this porridge looks complicated; it must have taken you a lot of effort.

Dongfang Jin nodded: "Yes, these ingredients were soaked last night, and they need to soak for at least two hours."

Yang Zhu put down the bamboo spoon: "We can't gather all the ingredients for this porridge. Look, I've never seen this before."

"These are lotus seeds, which are the contents of the lotus pod after the lotus flower has bloomed."

Lin Min was surprised: "You mean this is the thing inside the lotus seedpod after the lotus flowers have bloomed?"

Yang Zhu turned her head: "Min-jie, do you know?"

Lin Min was lost in memories: "It was my grandmother's village. I went back there with her when I was a child."

There's a river to the east of their village, and the riverbanks are full of lotus flowers, but nobody eats the lotus pods; they're terribly bitter.

Dongfang Jin smiled and shook her head: "There is a lotus heart in the middle of this lotus seed, and that part is particularly bitter."

But don't let its bitter taste fool you, it's actually a good thing. It has calming and soothing properties, and it can also treat vomiting in children.

After saying that, Dongfang Jin took out a lotus seed: "This one has the lotus heart removed. After you take out the heart, you dry it and it looks like this."

Lin Min took the lotus seeds from her hand: "So hard?"

"Yes, it can last for a long time after it's dried. By the way, there's another delicacy in the mud under these lotus flowers: lotus root."

It's also the root of the lotus flower, and it's very beneficial for us women to eat it.

Lin Min was shocked: "Then I'll write it down and have my dad check if there are any more."

"Haha, lotus roots are harvested in autumn."

“It’s alright, I’ve noted it down. This is great. If it works out, their village will have some income and won’t go hungry anymore.”

Yang Zhu nodded repeatedly: "My mother-in-law said that she never dared to dream of living like this."

You didn't see it? Now, in my aunt's house, every room has a vegetable basin.

Her husband is all smiles these days, and even so, the vegetables they sell are simply not enough to meet demand.

They also said they would plant much more next year.

Gu Yumei walked over from the restaurant next door and joked, "Aren't you going to say it's delaying the planting of crops?"

Yang Zhu slapped his thigh: "Hey, the old man said that once we have money, we can go to the grain store in the county and pick out what we need."

They also said that this kind of vegetable is much more profitable than growing grain.

"Hahaha……"

Jun Wenhui also walked over with a smile: "This is what it means to have tasted the sweetness of success. I reckon he'll regret it to the core when Xiao Jin's wheat ripens next year."

Lin Min said with a smile, "My father-in-law is already regretting it. He saw Xiao Jun hauling snow into the wheat field that day and tried to stop him, afraid that the wheat seedlings would freeze."

No matter what they said, they wouldn't let Xiaojun unload the truck; they insisted that he dump the snow into the Nanhe River.

Xiao Jin stepped in to stop it, saying that it was like covering the wheat with a cotton blanket, so that they could save on watering it next year.

After he got back, my mother-in-law told him that my father-in-law hadn't slept all night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and that's why he kept thinking about this.

After Lin Min finished speaking, she reached out and tapped Dongfang Jin's forehead: "You, my father-in-law still doesn't understand why you wanted to go into the wheat field."

Whenever he had free time, he would sit there in a daze, still worrying about whether the wheat would freeze to death.

My husband wanted to come over and ask you about it several times, and in the end, he didn't sleep a wink all night.

"Haha, why worry about it? We'll just wait until next spring when it gets warmer and see. It won't be long, Mr. Man," Yang Zhu added with a laugh.

As soon as winter arrived, several heavy snowfalls fell in succession, fluttering down like dancers in a frozen moment, gently descending upon the sleeping wheat fields.

Each snowflake carefully landed on the lush green wheat seedlings, gradually accumulating and burying the original green carpet under a blanket of white.

It was as if nature had gently covered this land that nurtured hope with the purest white veil.

Sunlight occasionally slipped through gaps in the clouds, sprinkling onto the snow and refracting a dazzling light.

The entire wheat field shimmered with a silvery glow, resembling a delicate and moving winter oil painting, tranquil yet full of life.