Travel to the early Tang Dynasty and become a salted fish

Seeing that Chu Mo had calmed down, Yang Hongyu immediately stepped forward to check and found that he was no longer in serious condition. She hummed and then turned to take care of Erbao.

When the villagers saw that nothing was wrong, they left one after another.

Chu Mo discovered that this group of villagers, from the village chief to ordinary villagers, all respected Yang Hongyu.

Although I don't know why, it's not a bad thing. Perhaps, in the future, I can use my wife's name to tease widows in the village.

Chu Mo was thinking happily when suddenly, a pair of embroidered shoes appeared in front of him.

Chu Mo looked up and saw Yang Hongyu standing in front of him handsomely.

Chu Mo was frightened. Could it be that his wife knew about his dirty mentality just now?Are you here to settle the score with yourself?

Seeing the trace of fear and panic in Chu Mo's eyes, Yang Hongyu was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had caused a psychological shadow on Chu Mo before, but now she was scared when she saw him, and her heart suddenly tightened, feeling a little guilty.

"this is for you."

Seeing that his wife was not here to ask questions, but was handed a small medicine bottle, Chu Mo was stunned for a moment and quickly took it.

Of course, now he doesn't dare to take advantage of the opportunity to catch the bottle and touch other people's little hands. Isn't that just asking for death?

After handing the medicine bottle to Chu Mo, Yang Hongyu turned around and went back to the house. Before leaving, she suddenly turned back and said to Chu Mo: "Take good care of your injury these days. It's getting late today. I'll give it to you tomorrow." I'll go to town and find a doctor for you."

Watching Yang Hongyu leave, Chu Mo felt for the first time that his wife cared about him. He happily opened the medicine bottle and poured out the medicine inside.

There were several black pills in the medicine bottle. Chu Mo smelled it, and the fragrance hit his nostrils.

I took one and licked it with my tongue. It was a bit bitter and tasted a bit like coptis.

Chu Mo closed his eyes and swallowed the whole pill.

Suddenly, a burning feeling arose from the bottom of my heart.

The pain in my body was obviously lighter.

Chu Mo felt that he had never felt so comfortable since traveling through time, and couldn't help but scream strangely.

Yang Hongyu in the room couldn't help but spit when she heard Chu Mo's lustful cry, and then closed the Jiangmen door.

At this time, there was a rooster crowing outside the door, and Yang Hongzhu's voice: "Third Aunt, it's true, the big bad guy's lunch is delicious."

The two of them walked into the courtyard talking and laughing, and saw Chu Mo lying half on the stone bench.

The little girl glared at him: "Big bad guy, are you hiding here and eavesdropping on our conversation?"

Chu Mo curled his lips: "Little Pig, you guys are talking so loudly, why do I need to eavesdrop?"

When Chu Mo said this, the little girl's face immediately turned red. She ran over and kicked Chu Mo, then snorted and hid in Yang Erbao's room.

When the third aunt saw Chu Mo's half-dead look, she immediately joked: "Xiao Mo, it's not my aunt talking about you. The most important thing for this man is to have a good figure."

"If you are as sick as you are, what will you do if Hongyu marries you?"

Chu Mo knew that the other party was setting him up, but he was an elder and it seemed that he had a good relationship with his wife. Chu Mo resisted the urge to retaliate and could only nod in response.

After the third aunt talked for a while, she found that Chu Mo couldn't do anything except nod. She suddenly lost interest and went to kill the chicken muttering.

Chu Mo sat aside and watched as the third aunt used her big hands like cattail leaf fans to break the neck of the chicken and then threw it aside to boil water.

Chu Mo cursed inwardly, then limped into the kitchen before the chicken was completely dead, took a kitchen knife and a bowl, and came to the chicken.

Pluck a piece of hair off the chicken's neck, then use a knife to scratch the chicken's neck and pull it a few times.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of blood spurted out.

When the third aunt in the kitchen saw this, she hurried over and said, "Oh, you young man, the chicken is dead, why do you want to cut its neck and drain its blood?"

Chu Mo didn't have time to pay attention and slit the necks of the remaining two chickens.

However, despite his quick movements, the chicken was already dead after all, and it stopped without much blood flowing out.

Chu Mo secretly thought it was a waste, and then in the strange eyes of Third Aunt, he wiped the blood from the kitchen knife on the chicken, and then said: "Third Aunt, if you kill the chicken without draining the blood, you will eat it in your mouth." There will be a fishy smell.”

"What's more, this chicken blood is also a good thing, so it's such a pity to waste it like this."

The third aunt said indifferently: "What kind of fishy smell can there be? They are all the same. Besides, after killing the chicken and throwing it into the pot, the blood will also be in the pot. How can it be wasted?"

"Don't you have any special hobby, like blood? Let me tell you, this is not a good habit. You have to change it. You must not let others know about it. If you don't let it, how will you let others see you? "

Chu Mo was speechless for a moment.

If it were any modern person in front of me, I would be able to use the knowledge I have learned to make him realize his mistakes.

However, if you talk about great principles to a village woman who cannot read a word, what is the difference between that and playing the piano to a cow.

Therefore, Chu Mo, who originally wanted to lecture his third aunt, ended up being lectured by her third aunt.

Listening to the chattering words of the third aunt, Chu Mo is really one head and two big.

Not suddenly, he saw white smoke starting to rise from the big pot in the kitchen, and immediately shouted: "Third Aunt, the water is boiling, please hurry and take a look."

Unexpectedly, the third aunt just glanced back and continued: "You also said that you can cook, but you don't even know whether the water is boiling or not."

"The water vapor is floating around now, and it doesn't open at first glance. We have to wait until the water vapor rises straight up, then the water will open."

"Speaking of which, you, the younger one, do you think that Third Aunt and I are nagging and want to drive me away?"

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Being caught by the third aunt again, Chu Mo could only start nodding his head again and again, agreeing with the third aunt's words.

Finally, the water in the pot boiled, and Chu Mo took advantage of Third Aunt's return to the kitchen and rushed into Erbao's room at a speed he had never seen before.

Inside the house, Erbao was already awake and was being scolded by Yang Hongyu, standing on the ground holding a cane like a son.

Erbao also knew this time that he almost died, and it was his sister and that future brother-in-law who saved him.

However, the little guy felt aggrieved because he was just standing on the shoal. He didn't know what was going on. His feet were caught by something and he was dragged down into the water.