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

Suddenly there were many chickens in the house, and they were chattering very lively.

When the two came back, they pulled some grass halfway along the road, and Mao Xiaosui threw some to the chicks and the three hens.

It was very hot today, and she was tired from walking all the way, so she washed her hands and went back to the house to sleep.

In the afternoon, the women in the village began digging for mushrooms and hunting weeds again.

The wild vegetables in March and April are when they are tender and delicious, and many people in the village dig them.

Mao Mingzhu looked unhappy today and walked away without saying a word.

"What's wrong?" He was fine when he went to the market in the morning.

"Shi'er is sick. The child has been weak since he was born. His father took him outside and took him for a spin. I don't know if he was exposed to the sun or something happened. He kept crying all the time."

"Have you gone to see the doctor?"

"That old man from the market can't do it. His father and your uncle took him to the town."

"Children are weak and need to be taken good care of. They will be fine. Don't worry too much..."

Mao Mingzhu sighed, obviously not really relieved.

Li Yunshan went up earlier than her. When the woman in the village was about to go back, she saw him coming down carrying a pheasant.

The old woman in the village was envious when she saw it, "What does this pheasant taste like? I haven't tasted it yet."

Mao Mingzhu was also curious, "Does it taste good? Does it smell like chicken?"

"I used to eat them dried in the sun, which wasn't very good. I don't know how to kill them now."

Zhang Zhi also laughed, "I guess it tastes better than chicken. This game is generally better than domesticated meat. Otherwise, why would all the rich people like it?"

Mao Xiaosui smiled when he heard this, and stood waiting for Li Yunshan to meet. When someone came closer, he heard Li Yunshan say, "Eat."

She was startled and found it funny, "How do you know what I'm going to say?"

"...Your eyeballs are almost stuck."

The pheasants are still shot through the stomach and die, so they generally cannot be sold.

The first thing Mao Xiaosui did when he got home was to go to the kitchen to boil water.

When she finished boiling the water, she saw Li Yunshan plucking pheasant feathers. He plucked out all the prettier and longer ones at the top.

The feather dusters used to sweep dust at home are made of this.

She reached out and touched the long hair and asked, "Is this a rooster?"

"Well, the female is not as good-looking as the male."

It was still early, so she went to the backyard to feed the chickens at home.

Eleven chicks were raised in a pen at the back, and there were many bald straw stalks on the ground.

She went in, picked it out, and closed the door after confirming that the chicken was okay.

The green vegetables grown in the vegetable field were already a finger long. She picked up a handful of green onions and returned to the yard, where she saw that Li Yunshan was already perming them.

The water in the basin was a little turbid, but Li Yunshan didn't mind it. He quickly plucked the chicken feathers, then went to the front of the yard to pull some hay and burn the small fluff on it.

Then comes the evisceration.

The belly of the chicken was very turbid. Li Yuanshan pulled out the intestines. Mao Xiaosui went to the kitchen and brought a basin of water back to rinse. After the general dirt was washed away, he put it into the basin and scrubbed it carefully.

There wasn't much pheasant meat, it was only a bowl and a half after being chopped.

Mao Xiaosui poured the meat into the pot and added water to boil. He washed and cut the mushrooms he dug up in the afternoon into a basin. After everything was ready, he steamed the millet.

The pheasant is a little old, and it's dark after cooking.

Mao Xiaosui poured out the chicken soup, poured the chicken into the pot and stir-fried it with sesame oil over high heat. Finally, he added salt and green onions to taste.

She eagerly dug into the rice and held her chopsticks in place.

Li Yunshan held his legs for her.

Mao Xiaosui took a bite. The meat was firm and tasted completely different from chicken. Maybe it was because it was rare, so she thought it tasted better.

The chicken legs were not big, so she finished them in two bites, and then picked up a piece of chicken neck to chew on.

Li Yunshan gave her the other chicken drumstick, "Eat meat, chew these slowly."

"It's delicious." She put the chicken legs back in, "One for each person, you can eat too."

Li Yunshan didn't refuse anymore, and then watched her eat all the meatless things on the chicken without touching a single bite of the rice in the bowl. Finally, she drank half a bowl of soup before putting down her chopsticks.

"It's delicious." She wiped her mouth and said, "Don't go there if it's dangerous. Anyway, there are fish in the river. Just eat what you can."

"It's not dangerous." Li Yunshan said again, "I understand."

It was already dark after the meal, there was still some meat left, and not many fungi were eaten.

She cleaned up the kitchen and Li Yunshan went back to the house to make the bed.

_

They were woken up by crying outside.

After listening carefully, I realized that it was still raining outside.

Li Yunshan kept his eyes open for a long time, and finally said, "It's Aunt Mao."

Mao Xiaosui's first thought was that something had happened to Wang Shi, and he was feeling anxious. Mao Mingzhu had already broken down the door outside.

Li Yunshan put on her coat and hurried out to open the door. Mao Mingzhu's hair was disheveled and her clothes were muddy. She must have fallen while going uphill. She didn't care about her own embarrassment at all and said with a tearful voice, "Yunshan, please help me find Zhong Zhaozong." Son……"

"What's wrong, aunt?"

"Zhong'er fell down the slope. The place is too high. Your uncle and the others can't get down. Yunshan, please help..."

"Which slope?"

"It's from the town."

"Is it the slope from the town?"

"That's it." Mao Mingzhu choked with tears, "Hurry up and get dressed, I'll go find someone else."

When the others left, Mao Xiaosui hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with that slope?"

"It's steep and very high. If you fall, you'll lose half your life."

Mao Xiaosui was anxious when he heard this, "Can we go down?"

"Yes, I need someone to hold the rope." As he spoke, Li Yunshan had already put on his clothes. He picked up the rain hat hanging on the wall, gave her instructions and hurried out the door.

Mao Xiaosui felt uneasy: "What is this? If something bad happens, what should I do..."

She couldn't sleep either, listening to the shouts of the villagers outside until it quieted down, and then the rain gradually stopped.

She didn't even know when she fell asleep. When she woke up, it was bright outside and the sun had risen.

She fed the chickens and didn't bother to eat. She washed up and went to Wang Qingshan's house.

At the moment, only Li Xiao, Yang Cui and two children were at home in the Wang family. It was her first time here, so she didn't bother to look around and asked the haggard-looking Yang Cui, "Are you back yet?"

Yang Cui shook his head, his eyes were red from crying, and in his arms was Wang Shi who was still crying.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have let them go." She finally couldn't hold back the worry in her heart and cried softly.

The child can still be born, but if Wang Zhong is gone, the future life will be impossible.

Mao Xiaosui heard what she was saying and didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only console him dryly, "It will be fine."

Yang Cui shook his head, his face as white as paper, obviously he had given up hope.

The atmosphere in the Wang family was too depressing, and Mao Mingzhu was not here. She couldn't stay any longer, so she went out after a few words of comfort.

After walking a few steps, she saw villagers coming up from below. Li Yunshan was carrying someone on his back. He was a little far away. If Li Yunshan hadn't been so tall, she wouldn't even have seen him carefully.

Her heart skipped a beat, and when someone walked in, she saw that it was Wang Zhong.

He was a good person, his legs were tied with sticks, but he was not in good spirits.

Li Yunshan carried the person to Wang's house. When Yang Cui saw the person came back, she burst into tears.

The other people in the village went back, and Li Yunshan said he wanted to leave. Wang Qingshan hurriedly called him to stop him, "Come here for dinner another day and ask your aunt to kill a chicken for you."

"No need." Li Yunshan said, "We are all relatives, no need to see anyone outside."

After hearing what he said, Wang Qingshan hurriedly said, "I need something to eat. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what to do this time."

"Okay." Li Yunshan did not refuse. "There is no need to kill the chicken, just eat something casually."

"Okay, okay..." He wanted to send the two of them out, but Li Yunshan waved his hand quickly, "Just rest, there is no need to send them off."