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

Early in the morning, Mao Xiaosui got up as usual and went to the kitchen to light the brazier before returning to the main room to wash up.

After washing up, I went to the kitchen to cook porridge, and then slowly went to the backyard to feed the chickens.

It's been snowing on and off for a few days, and it's so cold that the chickens in the pen are all huddled together and don't want to move.

The house has a big space, and it's hard to clean. Mao Xiaosui was speechless when he heard the noise below. "What's the noise at Fourth Master's house again? How long has it been quiet now?"

"I don't know." Li Yunshan didn't care and swept all the way to the other side of the road.

After dinner, Mao Mingzhu came to the house. Li Yunshan hesitated and went out.

Mao Mingzhu didn't care. She was sewing with her hands, and she didn't forget to say, "Your fourth master's house is quarreling again."

"It sounds pretty fierce, why?"

Mao Mingzhu hummed, "Zhang Hong is pregnant again."

"What's the fuss about?"

"Zhang Huaixia's bitch said that Zhang Hong is a hen that doesn't lay eggs. She has no ability to live and snatch other people's eggs. Zhang Hong just got pregnant. How can the couple be happy after hearing this? They got so angry that they started fighting with Zhang Huaixia."

"Zhang Huaixia was unwilling to accept what happened to Li Zhuo. Today she was beaten again. She was crying and wanted to die. She also said she wanted to separate the family, so Li Yongqing was beaten again."

Mao Mingzhu smiled happily and gloated, "This Huaixia is also mean-mouthed. Li Zhuo has been in trouble for a long time. Li Yongqing finally stopped beating her, but she insisted on doing it herself."

"Second uncle, didn't they always refuse to give it to me before? Why did they give it to them again later?"

"Your Fourth Master forced me to do this, saying that Zhang Huaixia had bad moral character and had brought up a bad child."

"Zhang Huaixia refused to comply and said that the family would be separated. Your fourth master was annoyed and asked them to move out. He also said that the children should stay and Zhang Huaixia would not be allowed to take care of them."

"Li Yongqing is not stupid. His family only has seven acres of land in total. If we really want to divide it among them, the most we can get is a little over one acre."

"If you really follow your fourth master's wishes and keep Li Peng and Li Zhuo in the old house, then Li Yongqing's two sons will be gone."

"The fourth master is too partial. The second aunt is very restless, but after all, he is the second aunt's son, so why should he be given to the third aunt?"

"There are many old people who are biased. In the past, when we separated from the elders, wasn't it also biased?"

"The old man is going to die and he has to give us two more acres of land. Your uncle has not visited their graves every year for so many years."

"The marriage between Jin'er and Zhong'er cost half of our lives, and we still haven't paid back the money."

"This family borrows it, and that family returns it. If you look at Li Xiaoru's family, they steam rice at home every once in a while. I hate it when I mention it..."

Mao Mingzhu became more and more angry as she talked, and finally she even stopped doing needlework.

At the end of the sentence, she began to gasp for breath and cover her chest. Mao Xiaosui patted her back quickly and said comfortingly, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. It's not worth it."

Mao Mingzhu calmed down for a few moments and said, "It's okay not to mention it."

"It's almost the Chinese New Year, and the days go by so fast."

"When will you return to Mao's house?"

"After those few New Years, you have to bring something with you when you go back. It depends on what your uncle says. It's not certain whether you can go back or not."

"What's wrong? Uncle doesn't want you to go back?"

"Not really." She smiled bitterly, "It's not that easy for a married daughter to come home. If you bring back too little, you won't want to see her, but if you bring too much...they are all poor, so they don't have that much money."

"It's you. I saw you scolding your aunt at the market before. Do you really not want to go back?"

"What are you going back for? I met my mother at the market. She complained about my poverty and robbed me of money. She didn't care about my life or death. Then my aunt came to ask for money. My aunt is now a grandmother, so she should understand what I mean. Difficulty."

"Yes." Mao Mingzhu also felt sorry for her, "Then don't go back. Those two brothers of your aunt are not good people. If you see them, stay away."

"understood."

She was going back near noon. Mao Xiaosui saw her off and saw Li Yunshan coming down from the mountain in the distance.

Mao Mingzhu was a little surprised, "What is he doing in the mountains today?"

Mao Xiaosui shook his head, and it was even more strange when someone came closer and saw that his hand was empty.

"What are you doing in the mountains?"

Li Yunshan looked at her and said quite honestly, "I don't treat you well when you talk."

"You've been wandering around all morning in this cold weather? Why don't you go sit with Li Yunqiang? The brazier in the kitchen is not out yet."

The cold wind blowing all morning on this day is enough to endure.

The room was very warm, so she asked Li Yunshan to lie down first while she went to the kitchen to cook.

It's cold and I want to eat something good.

She went to dig out a bowl of noodles and came back to roll the noodles. Thinking that there were a lot of dried mushrooms, she stir-fried another vegetable.

Ding Wenxiu scolded her before, saying that the smell of cooking meat or cooking vegetables with meat oil was obvious in any house in the village. She had not noticed it before, but she did find it this time.

Li Yunshan was asleep in the room. She was afraid that her face would become lumpy, so she shouted.

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There seems to be so much snow here in the winter that it never stops.

The sun has been shining intermittently a few times in the past few days. The snow that fell before has not melted and started to drift again in the afternoon.

After sweeping the yard in the morning, another layer fell within a short time.

When Mao Xiaosui came back from feeding the chickens, Li Yunshan was still lying on the bed, but he was still awake.

She asked, "Will we still sell millet at the market tomorrow?"

Li Yunshan sat up and got out of bed, sat down on the small bench next to the clay stove, grabbed a handful of beans on the ground and roasted them, then said, "We will sell cabbage tomorrow, keep some to eat, and the rest." Sell ​​them all.”

"It's almost the end of the year."

It’s already the twelfth lunar month, and the New Year will be celebrated in about ten days.

"What do you want to buy?" Li Yunshan asked.

"Lanterns? They should be nice to put up to celebrate the New Year."

"I can make it. There are people selling red paper in the market. Just paste it."

"Then you do more, and we hang more."

"Okay." Li Yunshan looked at her with a smile.