Fast through the cannon fodder, she shines brightly

Chapter 251 Widow (6)

After cleaning up the kitchen, Mu Wan couldn't wait to boil hot water and take a bath.

There was a smell of sweat on her body, which made her nose feel uncomfortable. Moreover, in her memory, she had worn this dress for two days, and the cuffs were full of stains. It was impossible for her to just go to bed like this.I had to wash myself thoroughly and put on clean clothes before I felt refreshed.

She washed all the dirty clothes on the ground carefully, hung them on the ropes in the yard, and then went back to her room to sleep.

The original owner slept alone, and the only furniture in the room was a wooden bed and a wardrobe. She brushed her hair, but she smelled sweat and musty smell on the quilt. Mu Wan frowned, although she felt a little uncomfortable, but now It's already very late, so I'd better wash big items like sheets tomorrow.

She pushed the quilt aside, ignored the smell, and managed to fall asleep.

In the early morning, the sun had just emerged, and the village was still covered with a layer of fog. The distant mountains were hazy and still covered with gauze, and a little light golden light gradually revealed.

The whole family has already woken up, Fang Cheng is dressing Fang Nian, and the little girl is lively and giggling sitting on the bed.Mu Wan bit the willow branch and rinsed her mouth, then went to the kitchen to cook, but the food was still very poor, and what filled her stomach was clear soup.

After they finished their meal, they picked up their hoes and went to the fields. They had to hurry up to clear out the weeds and rocks, loosen the ground, and plant wheat.

Fang Cheng pulled Fang Nian, who was walking crookedly, and helped to carry the bamboo tube filled with water in his hand. The little bean-like figure seemed to be able to faintly see tenacity.

In the field, Fang Nian was too young to work, so Mu Wan spread a soft cushion with grass for her to play on the flat ground.

The land is only half an acre, and it can be finished by about today. Mu Wan and Fang Cheng squatted down to pull grass, and there were some wild vegetables growing on the edge of the land, so they picked them out and put them aside, and took them home to cook and eat.

The food in the field had just been harvested some time ago, and the weeds were not dense. They just popped up and were pulled out with a simple tug. She moved quickly and deftly, and she was able to tidy up the bare soil in half an hour.

The process of planting wheat seems simple, but in fact it is still very exhausting. You have to dig out the hole with a hoe, then bury the seeds in the soil and cover it with soil blocks.

Mu Wan dug a hole in front, and Fang Cheng followed behind carrying a bag to throw seeds, and the rows were very neat.

Gradually, the sun came out completely, and a layer of dense beads of sweat oozed out on their heads. Mu Wan put down his hoe, wiped his face and said, "You should rest for a while, go and drink some water to quench your thirst."

Fang Cheng was young, so he couldn't help being so tired. With such a thin physique, his small arms and legs were so thin that they would break if he folded.

Fang Cheng shook his head, panting heavily, he ran to the edge of the field to drink some water, then came back again.He wants to plant wheat early, and the family is busy growing sweet potatoes.

Mu Wan persuaded: "You are obedient, it's okay to rest for a while, you take Niannian to a cool place to play for a while, she can't sit still as a child, you can pick some wild vegetables by the side."

Fang Cheng nodded after hesitating. The vegetables grown in the vegetable field at home are almost gone, and the wild vegetables on the ridge are tender, so they can fill their stomachs when they go back.

Until the sun was shining high and the sound of cockcrows could be heard in the village, Mu Wan took her children home. There was not much left in the field and she could do it again in the afternoon. She was already hungry, not to mention Fang Cheng and the others.

She had done strenuous work in the morning, and Mu Wan didn't want to continue drinking soup. She luxuriously grabbed a handful of rice, sprinkled diced radish and pickles on the surface, and simmered it over low heat.

(End of this chapter)