Phi-Fic Chapter 215 This Yam is Quite Valuable
Chapter 215 This Yam is Quite Valuable
Song Mingchen always felt that Huang Wen had ill intentions towards his wife.
It’s not that this guy has any improper thoughts about his wife, but this guy obviously wants to rely on his face to get free food and drinks from his wife.
There is nothing a man can tolerate. If a man cannot tolerate this, then there is no need to tolerate it any longer.
The two brothers started stabbing each other in the back.
Song Mingchen's expression was indifferent, but his words were very poisonous.
"Your sister-in-law called your family. Your mother told you to send the letter of severance of the relationship over and leave life and death to fate."
The porridge Huang Wen drank suddenly lost its taste.
I feel bad.
He never experienced the love of his parents in his childhood, so what is the warmth of family like?
But after all, he didn't know that he was a trafficked child.
I have always treated Huang Degong and his wife as my own father.
It was not until he met Zhuang Luming that he realized that he was not his biological child but was trafficked to the Huang family.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that at that moment I was struck by a bolt from the blue.
He couldn't understand how it would take for a child to be thrown away just like that after raising him for more than twenty years. How cruel must one be to do that?
Even if you raise a dog, you will have some feelings for it, right?
Huang Wen wanted to control her tears and not let them flow out. It was really not worth it to do it for someone who didn't care about her!
But I still couldn't control myself, and tears fell into the bowl of porridge.
Yu Lingze was so angry that she slapped her man on the back of the head.
"We're eating, why are you telling him this? It will affect his appetite. Can't we talk about it after we finish eating?"
Song Mingchen also felt a little regretful.
If he had known that Huang Wen was so psychologically fragile, he would have endured it a little longer.
But he himself was also a child abandoned by his adoptive parents?
Why isn't he so sad?
Yu Lingze seemed to be a worm in Song Mingchen's stomach. One look at his puzzled eyes told her what was in his mind.
"He is different from you. You knew you were the stepmother a long time ago. He always thought she was his biological mother.
Also, none of your brothers and sisters are good people. You have given up on them a long time ago and there is no friendship between brothers and sisters.
But you have also met Huang Wu. He really believes from the bottom of his heart that Huang Wen is his brother. The two brothers have a very good relationship. "
Song Mingchen smacked his lips and had to admit that his wife was right.
But he refused to admit that he had said something wrong.
"It will be good for him to know the truth and face the reality sooner."
Yu Lingze rolled his eyes at him.
"No one is as direct as you. All right, get out of the way. I'll feed him."
Song Mingchen refused to give up his place no matter what he said.
"No need. I promise, from now on, I will just feed you and not talk."
He doesn't want his wife to feed another man, not even his own brother!
Yu Lingze had no choice but to divert Huang Wen's attention.
"Huang Wen, the soldier in the next ward is yours, right? He doesn't seem to be in good condition. How about I bring him a bowl of porridge for you?"
When Huang Wen heard that his brother was in bad condition, he immediately put aside his sadness.
That was his brother who had been through thick and thin with him, a brother who was willing to sacrifice his life for each other on the battlefield.
"Sister-in-law, I, I want to go see him."
"No! You can't move. The doctor said you have to rest. If you don't obey, I will go to the cafeteria to make you lunch."
Huang Wen immediately backed down.
"Then sister-in-law, it's okay for me not to go. You can bring some food over for me. If possible, I'd like to trouble you to cook and bring some out for him."
"Well, as long as you listen to the doctor and don't make me unhappy, this little thing is not a big deal.
It's about more people and more pairs of chopsticks.
Your brother is also my and your eldest brother's brother.
It's only right that my sister-in-law take better care of him.
Don’t you think so, husband?”
Song Mingchen nodded reluctantly and said "hmm".
He doesn't want his wife to serve others. He already loves his own wife, so what should he do if she gets tired from serving others?
But looking at Huang Wen's tear-stained face, he couldn't bear to refuse.
Yu Lingze looked at the porridge pot and saw that it was almost empty.
I can’t deliver this meal, let’s talk about the next one.
Just as I was thinking about it, there was a light knock on the door.
"Please come in!"
Yu Lingze went over and opened the door.
"Well, I'm sorry to bother you. My son is a soldier in Huanglian. Can you sell me some porridge?"
Huang Wen saw that the person who came in was a woman about fifty years old.
He was wearing a blue homespun garment, his face was full of wrinkles, and there were two patches of highland red on his cheeks.
Time has carved and chiseled this woman's face without any mercy.
The woman was a little hesitant, and looked very reserved and cautious.
"Aunt, you are Erbaozi's mother, right?"
The woman nodded quickly, as if Huang Wen recognized her, which gave her great confidence, and she reached out to wipe away her tears.
"Captain Huang, I, I really have no other choice. My son really can't eat anything. He smelled the porridge you made and asked who made it and why it smelled so good!"
Yu Lingze looked at the pot and thought, well, at worst he could just eat something else to fill his stomach.
Bring the remaining half bowl of porridge to the old lady.
The old lady took out a handful of crumpled Mao Zedong notes from her trouser pocket, all of which were worth one, two, and five cents, and stuffed them into Yu Lingze's hand.
"Comrade, this is all I have. Don't think it's too little."
Yu Lingze stuffed the money back.
"No need to pay, auntie. Just a bowl of porridge.
My brother said that your son is his brother in life and death, and he asked me to cook and bring back a portion for your son.
It would be rude of you to give me money.”
Yu Lingze is quite good at judging people.
At first glance, this old lady is a very honest and sincere person, not the kind of person who would try to take advantage of others and cause dislike.
Sure enough, the old lady thanked him profusely.
Not long after, the old lady came back and brought a net bag of yam.
Yu Lingze took a look and thought that this was a good thing, a local medicinal material, iron stick yam.
In those days, there was no concept of growing medicinal herbs, so these yams were all wild.
"Comrade Xiao Yu, I dug this up on the mountain in my hometown. It's not worth much, but the traveling doctors say it's a good thing, calling it some authentic medicinal herb. Keep it and make some soup with Coptis chinensis for nourishment."
Yu Lingze took it without hesitation.
The quality of this bag of yam is better than the yam slices she exchanged in the system.
As expected, Yu Erya's voice rang in my mind.
"The system has detected that this parallel plane produces 3700 grams of fresh yam, a top-quality medicinal material, which can be exchanged for 925 merit points. Host, do you want to exchange it?"
Yu Lingze did some calculations in his head and found that with an exchange rate of one to four, this yam was quite valuable.
Yu Lingze thought about it and felt that this thing could nourish the spleen, lungs and kidneys, and was very beneficial to the patient's recovery. It was a very good medicinal material that could be used as both medicine and food.
Refusal to redeem.
Yu Erya did not give up and continued to lobby.
"Host, fresh yam is not easy to preserve without being processed. Would you consider exchanging some?"
Yu Lingze thought about it and it made sense. There was no refrigerator here, so it would be difficult to preserve food.
2700 grams of yam were exchanged for 675 points.
The remaining 1000 grams was left for Huang Wen to eat.