Soul Travel: I was bought by the fierce man in the village to farm

When the house is warm, Mao Mingzhu always likes to run up to warm himself by the fire, sometimes taking Li Xiao and the children with him.

Li Yunshan always had to go out for a walk in order to avoid suspicion.

Mao Xiaosui touched his cold face and said, "Don't hide next time. Come if they like."

She blocked the door at first, but found that it was useless. Mao Mingzhu should knock on the door.

Li Yunshan was also quite speechless. After all, she was an aunt, and she always protected them in everything. She couldn't just say that she offended them like others.

He was indeed freezing. As soon as he entered the house, he sat down by the clay stove. Mao Xiaosui made him a bowl of honey water and started cooking.

Stir-fry the mushrooms with sesame oil and add water, scoop out half a bowl of white flour and knead it into a dough, then cut it into the pot with a knife.

As usual, she only did Li Yunshan's part, and she was just a little bit incidental.

After dinner, he went to lie down on the bed. Mao Xiaosui washed the pot. When he went out to pour the swill, he heard Zhang Huaixia's family quarreling again.

Her back was sore after sitting on the stool all day, so she wiped the pot, threw a piece of firewood into the clay oven, and went to bed.

It was sunny for a while and then cloudy in the morning, and it started to snow in the evening.

Li Yunshan came in carrying a rabbit from the backyard and said, "There was a fight, I took it out."

In more than two months, the rabbit had grown a lot, but it didn't weigh much. Mao Xiaosui asked, "Where can I put it after I lift it?"

"do you want to eat?"

She shook her head. It was too light and had no meat, and she wasn't greedy either.

Li Yunshan had no choice but to carry it back to the backyard and said, "Put it in a cage and sell it when it gets bigger, or if you want to eat it, you can eat it."

After dinner, it snowed heavily and blocked the door, so they sat by the clay stove and baked beans to eat.

Li Yunshan peeled off the skin and said, "Let's wait for the fifth master's money in advance. Yang Cuihua has just died and it's hard to talk about it. We'll talk about it next year."

After Yang Cuihua died, Su Qiu could be heard being beaten and scolded every now and then. She asked, "Have her parents been here since Yang Cuihua died?"

In the days between Yang Cuihua's death and her burial, Li Yunshan didn't even let her out. On the day of the burial, one or two men from each family in the village went there. Li Yunshan was afraid of bringing her dirty air, so when she came back, she smoked mugwort leaves at the door. After waiting for a while, everyone was almost exhausted before entering the door.

"I didn't come, and the Fifth Master's family probably didn't say anything.

"Everyone is dead and you haven't been notified yet?"

"On the day of the burial, I saw Yang Cuihua's body." Li Yunshan frowned and said after a while, "If I hadn't known that it was Yang Cuihua, I wouldn't have been able to recognize him. He was so thin."

"If we really need to inform the Yang family, things won't end well. Fifth Master and the others also know that."

Mao Xiaosui was angry when he heard this.

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It snowed heavily at night, and there was a thick layer on the ground when I went out in the morning.

Mao Xiaosui got off the bed, got dressed, and went to empty the basin of her vomit. When she got to the door, she heard the sound of sweeping snow below. She glanced down and saw that it was Li Lianxin and others sweeping the snow.

Mao Xiaosui didn't want to say hello, so he poured the basin and carried it into the house.

I don't feel it even if I stay in the house all the time. Once I go out and come back in, I feel very warm.

The water in the pot was from last night. The stove had been left on all night and it was still hot. She washed up first, poured the remaining water into the basin, and then cooked the porridge.

It was snowing non-stop outside, so Li Yunshan only cleared a way out.

After dinner, I went to a hut. As soon as I entered the house and landed on the stool, I heard footsteps in the yard.

He sighed, got up and lay down on the bed.

Mao Mingzhu opened the curtain, stamped her feet at the door before entering the house, and said, "Everywhere in the village is good, but this road is a bit difficult. It almost rolled me down the slope."

"Be careful."

Mao Mingzhu glanced at the bed, then sat down and said, "Your room is warmer, our room is too cold to stay in."

Mao Mingzhu and his wife also lived in the main room, which was about the same size as home. The lack of warmth could only be due to the reluctance to give up firewood.

She didn't say anything. After sitting for a while and her body warmed up, Mao Mingzhu took off her cotton-padded clothes.

Every time I go to the snowy village, children like to ski on the slopes, and the children’s clattering sounds are very lively.

Mao Mingzhu didn't think so and scolded, "The children in this village belong to the village chief's family and are the worst."

"You're a kid." Mao Xiaosui didn't think anything was wrong. Apart from the fact that the slope was too steep and looked dangerous, she thought it was quite interesting. If she wasn't embarrassed, she would also like to play.

Mao Mingzhu snorted, "You are extremely evil-minded. A few years ago, your cousin went to carry water. Li Ming was skiing on the slope and deliberately bumped into your cousin. If he hadn't dodged in time, he would have rolled down the slope. ”

Mao Xiaosui naturally didn't know about this, and he felt it was too much to hear her say that. "Didn't my cousin hit him?"

As soon as Mao Mingzhu opened her mouth, she heard Heizi yelling and running out.

Mao Xiaosui stood up and muttered, "Who is coming?"

She opened the curtain and walked out. Before she could go out to take a look, she heard someone outside shouting "Yunshan."

Mao Xiaosui called Heizi in, and soon the people outside the door also walked in.

There are three men, one looks to be in his fifties or sixties, has a serious face, and is not easy to get along with, and the other two look to be in their forties, with neither good nor bad looks.

Mao Mingzhu asked softly, "Who is it?"

She shook her head and turned to look at Li Yunshan who came out from behind.

Li Yunshan stared at several people for a while, then the slightly older one asked, "Are you Yunshan?"

Li Yunshan nodded coldly, "Who are you?"

"I am your grandpa." The old man said angrily.

Mao Mingzhu was also shocked. He reached out and poked her in the lower back and asked, "How come I haven't heard of Li Yunshan contacting his uncle's family before?"

"No contact. My second aunt came over last time and asked for money. I'm afraid it will be the same this time."

Upon hearing this, Mao Mingzhu suddenly showed contempt and said, "Don't be confused." Then he left.

After standing in the yard for a while, seeing that Li Yunshan had no intention of inviting them in, the older of the two uncles smiled and said, "Hurry up and sit in the house."

Li Yunshan did not refuse and turned sideways to give way.

Mao Xiaosui was a little hesitant. It was almost noon now, so should she prepare food?

Li Yunshan obviously didn't think much and followed into the house.

The old man looked around the room for a few times, nodded, and said as if he were an elder, "You are living a pretty good life."

Li Yunshan didn't respond, he didn't even pour a glass of water, he just stood indifferently.

Mao Xiaosui looked at his attitude and didn't know what to do for a moment. He simply stood still and didn't move. Then he saw the old man staring at her and said displeasedly, "Can you pour water?"

Mao Xiaosui suddenly became unhappy. Before she could make a move, she saw Li Yunshan put a bowl on the clay stove and scooped water from a small pot for them.

The old man glared and lectured, "Why are you so dirty with your mother-in-law's work?"

Mao Xiaosui was immediately disgusted, and then he said, "Go cook, your uncles and I are hungry."

Mao Xiaosui didn't move, pretending not to hear.

The old man yelled, "Are you deaf? I want you to cook..."

Li Yunshan threw the spoon on the table and said, "She can't smell the food. You guys have something to talk about."

The old man glared, "The last time your second aunt came over and said you didn't take her seriously, I thought it was a lie. You have this attitude towards us?"

"What attitude do you want?" Li Yunshan asked.

Seeing that there was going to be a quarrel, the uncle quickly stopped the old man who was about to get angry, "Dad, it's okay for Yunshan to disown us. After all, we haven't seen him since he was so old. We are all a family. If you have anything to say, talk to him. Don’t argue.”

The second uncle also winked quickly.

The old man suppressed his anger and said in a calm tone, "Go and make some food. Your uncles and I are both hungry."

Mao Xiaosui went to see Li Yunshan, but Li Yunshan didn't even raise his eyebrows.

She hesitated and didn't move.

When the old man saw that his good words were useless, he got angry again.

The eldest uncle hurriedly stopped him and said to Li Yunshan, "It's true that we can't leave home. Don't blame us. There's no such thing as an overnight feud between the family. Don't let others see the joke..."

This was a shameless thing to say, and Li Yunshan didn't get used to it, "Since you don't have time, don't come. If you didn't come before, you won't need it in the future."

Seeing that the old man was about to get angry again, Mao Xiaosui couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

When the old man saw it, he immediately stood up and wanted to come over. He looked like he was going to hit someone.

Li Yunshan took a step forward and stared at the old man, "Don't do anything in my house. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

The old man snorted and cursed, "There are things that my mother did not teach me."

The old man was scolding Mao Xiaosui, but at first glance it sounded more like he was scolding Li Yunshan.

Li Yunshan's face suddenly darkened, and his two uncles laughed and joked.