When he returned to his home and slept on his own big bed, Yuchi Ningyue breathed a deep breath. He had long since wanted to stay in the hospital, and it was still comfortable at home.

Qiao Zhilan and Xu Ruoshuang formally warned her that they could not go anywhere in the past few days and could not do anything, so they would stay at home to rest and keep their health well.

Ning Yue herself knew that this situation scared her parents and all her family. She made up her mind in her heart that she would never use Lingquan for irrelevant people again, especially those who would not do good deeds for a day and be destined to be in trouble.

There were a lot of things piled up in the corner of Ningyue’s room, including canned fruits, milk powder, etc., all corners.

Qiao Zhilan told her that when she was in a coma, Wen Chanjuan and people from the military region all brought gifts to see her. Wen Chanjuan also brought a box of donkey-hide gelatin pieces, saying that her mother asked her to bring them to Ning Yue to replenish qi and blood. Because people fainted for no reason, they were mostly lacking qi and blood.

Ning Yue was still thinking about discussing with her two mothers that she would not tell Song Chengyi and her elder brother about this matter. Anyway, she had already done it. Let me say it again, it would only add to their worries.

But now everyone in the military region knows it. It seems that they can't hide it anymore if they want to.

Qiao Zhilan didn't even let Ning Yue make soap liquid. Everyone was busy packing soap soap, so she just allowed her to sit next to watch.

Ning Yue was so bored that she was almost growing on her head, so she remembered her oven, and then found the oven under the eaves.

It was also God's cooperation. It has not rained these days, otherwise, the oven that is operated by electricity would be really a pile of scrap iron.

Not letting her do things, Ning Yue began to study making bread and baking cakes.

When this big iron lump was moved back, no one knew what it was for. Ning Yue directed her second brother and Xiaodao to move the oven to an empty house on the first floor of the main courtyard.

With flour, sugar, and fermentation, one afternoon, the people who were doing things in the yard smelled the strong aroma of wheat. They had lunch not long ago, why did they suddenly get hungry again?

After a while, Ning Yue came out with a large plate of bread: "Come on, everyone has a meal in the afternoon!"

Looking at the golden calf horn-like thing, everyone quickly washed their hands, took one for each of them, took a bite, and the fragrance was full of the mouth.

Ning Yue looked at everyone with anticipation: "How is it, how is it? Is it delicious?"

But no one answered her immediately, just stuffed her croissants into her mouth.

Mu Chaoyang chewed and said vaguely: "Ning'er, what kind of steamed bun is this? Why did you make it so delicious?"

Ning Yue smiled: "Brother, this is not a steamed bun, this is called bread. The shape I made is called a croissant."

He handed one to Qiao Zhilan: "Mom, try it too!"

Qiao Zhilan looked at her dissatisfiedly, and took it and said, "Ling Ning, you are really disobedient. You asked you to rest well. You started to think about what to eat again. If you were only in your teens, I wouldn't use a bamboo stick to suck your butt!"

Ning Yue smiled and said, "Mom, you can't bear to leave!"

Then he handed two more to Wanxia's mother-in-law: "Aunt Deng, you can eat too. You can break down a little and feed Taotao. This is made of flour and he can eat it."

Deng's mother took it with a smile: "Okay, Taotao sees you eat, he hasn't, he has been drooling a long time ago."
Chapter completed!