Chapter 222: Smallpox

Chapter 222

The brightly colored tomato scrambled eggs, tender garlic stir-fried pork, sour and spicy potato shreds, and a shredded sweet potato, spareribs with beans and corn all cooked together in one pot were all dishes that no one had seen before.

Seeing these unfamiliar dishes, not only Meng Huaining, but even the eighth and fifth brothers at home couldn't help smacking their lips.

He Zhiran also didn't intend to explain too much. She gave Mo Jiuye a look, and Mo Jiuye promptly got everyone started eating.

This first bite was no joke...Meng Huaining could no longer mind his image. He rolled up his sleeves with the Mo brothers and heartily wolfed it all down.

Only when he felt somewhat stuffed did Meng Huaining put down his chopsticks and ask, "Ninth Brother, I haven't seen these ingredients either. They weren't also bought from the foreigners, right?"

He knew himself that he was asking even though he knew, but he just couldn't help asking...

"That's right, Brother Meng should eat more if he finds it delicious." Mo Jiuye vaguely replied.

At this moment, he had no heart to explain too much. As long as his wife's cooking tasted good, he had to eat more. Visitt novelbin(.)co/m for the latest updates

One pot of tea, one table of delicious food, and Meng Huaining even wanted to loaf around at the Mo's and not leave.

However, he still had to face reality.

After the meal, He Zhiran brewed another pot of tea for them. It wasn't until the evening that Meng Huaining reluctantly brought up taking his leave.

No matter what, Meng Huaining had helped the family a lot, so He Zhiran generously gave him a package of Bi Luo Chun tea.

For Meng Huaining, this gift was simply an unexpected favor.

He couldn't resist such good tea leaves and could only shamelessly accept them.

From now on, he would have to take special care of the Mo family to live up to this package of tea.

After sending off Meng Huaining, everyone tidied up and then returned to their rooms.

Early the next morning, Mo Chuhang got up early to go to the yamen to work.

Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran planned to buy some simple furniture for the house, so they hurried along with him in the mule cart.

Buying furniture was something He Zhiran really couldn't accomplish using the space's capabilities. After all, the style of the furniture bought in the space would seem out of place with this era if said to have been purchased.

Moreover, they would build a new house next spring, so He Zhiran planned to design the furniture herself at that time.

For now, the more simple the better for what they were using in the house, as long as it was usable.

So the two asked around for furniture shops in Yancheng and went directly there.

The style of furniture in this era was relatively simple. Apart from those wealthy families that would customize some high-end goods, what was placed in the shops were all practical and affordable pieces.

Therefore, Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran simply chose some tables, chairs, and cabinets that the house urgently needed.

Tang Mingrui's face was full of decadence, and the light in his eyes was also gone.

Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran strode over.

"Brother Tang, what on earth happened?"

Although the two people coming towards him had strange things on their faces, Tang Mingrui recognized them with one glance.

"Big Brother Mo, Big Sister Mo."

Tang Mingrui's voice carried sobs.

"My sister broke out in red blisters on her body. I brought her here for treatment, but unexpectedly, she has smallpox..."

He Zhiran didn't hurry to speak, but carefully observed the little girl Tang Mingrui held in his arms.

The little girl did have many red rashes on her face, but however you looked at them, they didn't seem like smallpox.

The lesions from smallpox were relatively deep, but the blisters on the little girl's face were very clearly floating above the outer layer of skin.

To further confirm her judgment, He Zhiran walked forward a few steps and squatted in front of the little girl.

She tentatively reached out to touch the blisters on the little girl's face.

Tang Mingrui and Mo Jiuye moved at the same time.

"Ranran, you can't touch her!" Mo Jiuye shouted loudly before rushing forward to grab her.

Tang Mingrui hugged his sister and scooted back, "Sister Mo, it's dangerous!"

He Zhiran first said to Mo Jiuye, "I suspect she doesn't have smallpox."

Mo Jiuye was surprised. He had also just seen that the rash on the little girl was the same as when he had smallpox, so how could it not be smallpox?

"Ranran, if it's not smallpox, what could it be?"

"I suspect she has chickenpox."

"Chickenpox?" Mo Jiuye and Tang Mingrui asked at the same time.

He Zhiran could only patiently explain, "The symptoms of chickenpox are somewhat similar to smallpox, but it's not as severe. I guarantee I can cure her."

Mo Jiuye understood his wife would never say anything she wasn't confident about.

He Zhiran felt the grip on her relax. She struggled free and came before the little girl again. Her gloved fingers gently touched one of the more prominent blisters on her face.

He Zhiran's face immediately revealed a smile.