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

When she woke up, Li Yunshan's face was even more swollen. When Lu Xiaoxia asked, she remembered that this man had a wound on his hand and could not go into the water.

He hurriedly turned to Li Yunshan and said, "Come up here, you can't touch the water because your hands are injured."

"It's no big deal." Li Yunshan disagreed.

The wound was swollen and painful. It felt better to soak in the river water.

"It will become inflamed." She frowned, "Don't take it seriously."

"I know." Li Yunshan responded, but he had no intention of coming up.

Lu Xiaoxia was surprised, "He has a pretty good temper."

"??Where did you see it?"

Lu Xiaoxia shook her head, "Did he get bitten by those flying insects? There are a lot of those flying insects today."

"Yes."

"There is an open space in front of the Lu family's yard. When the weather is warm and the flowers are blooming, there are a lot of these bugs. I was bitten when I was picking soft-skinned vegetables before. The swelling has not gone away for several days, and it is painful, itchy, and uncomfortable. Very."

"You have to be careful." She turned to look at Li Yunshan and ignored him when he saw that he had no intention of coming up.

It got dark early in the forest, and the sun had not yet set when the four of them returned to the village.

The beeswax that had been boiled in the kitchen in the afternoon had formed a layer of yellow material in the basin.

Li Yunshan reached out and poked it and found that it was hard.

"Ok?"

"You also have to filter out the dregs."

She washed the peeled soap nuts and boiled them in a pot, then spread the cloth in the basin, cut the yellow stuff into small pieces, wrapped them in the cloth, and then steamed them in the steamer.

There was still grass from the morning, so Li Yunshan went to the backyard with a knife and a wooden board designed for chopping chicken grass.

To eat noodles in the evening, I knead half a bowl of millet flour into dough, roll it out and cut it into small pieces. I wash the shrimps and crabs I caught in water and fry them. Finally, I fry a plate of mushrooms.

At this time, the steamed beeswax on the pot was almost ready. She brought out the basin, and there was a layer of oil-like substance under the wooden basin.

She called Li Yunshan.

Li Yunshan walked in. She stretched out her hand to lift the piece of cloth, pointed at the chopsticks on the stove and signaled to him, "Clamp it and stroke it down hard."

Li Yunshan did as he was told, and after finishing it, the contents in the basin looked much clearer.

The sapodilla water in the pot is a little sticky and slightly yellow in color.

One tablespoon of soap water, one and a half tablespoons of beeswax, and a little bit of honey.

She handed it to Li Yunshan who was standing aside, "Stir until it's thick and almost solidified. Pour it into the mold you made."

She put the remaining beeswax on a wooden shelf to dry, scooped out the remaining soapberry water in the pot and put it into a small jar, took out the soft peel that had been cooked and threw it into the wash basin.

After washing the pot, Li Yunshan had almost stirred the soap in her hand, and then she started to boil water to prepare it.

Li Yunshan poured the mixed soap paste into a small square wooden box and patted it hard to smooth the paste on the surface.

Mao Xiaosui found a branch and drew a wavy shape on it, then placed it on a wooden shelf to wait for it to cool and form a film.

Li Yunshan was quite looking forward to it. While eating, he would look at it from time to time to confirm whether it had solidified.

Mao Xiaosui ignored him, put the fried shrimps into the soup noodles, stirred them and ate them.

After washing the pot, Li Yunshan took another look when it got dark.

The soap paste has set and is not particularly hard yet.

"Is this done?"

"You pour it out and I'll get the thread."

Li Yunshan didn't understand why he had to take the thread, but he still took the soap paste out of it.

Only when Mao Xiaosui took the thread and divided the soap paste into pieces did he understand.

A small one, the color is different from the white and black ones sold in the shop.

He brought it up to his nose and smelled it carefully. He could smell a very faint sweet scent and a bit of soapberry.

"Here." Mao Xiaosui gave him the broken dregs.

Li Yunshan turned around, scooped up some water and wet his hands, then rubbed the crumbs on his hands, and soon foam came out.

The smell is also much better than the cheaper ones.

"It's really done." There was a rare look of excitement on his face.

"This soap was wasted by a salesman."

"Then send it to the town."

"It should be sent to the county. This condition will definitely not be cheap."

"It won't cause trouble, right?" Mao Xiaosui was still worried about his life.

"You're right. We'd better go to the town first and have a look. We don't do long-term business. Selling it once or twice a year is enough for us to live a good life."

"It's okay." She yawned and urged, "Go back to sleep, I'm sleepy."

Li Yunshan looked at it and wanted to put the soap away. Mao Xiaosui said, "Let's put it away for now. Let's put it in the side room to dry in the shade tomorrow. This one is still too soft. We need to put it away again."

"Okay." Li Yunshan had no choice but to put it on the wooden shelf.

Life in the village was also busy. Although he didn't do any heavy work, he couldn't take any time off. Mao Xiaosui almost fell asleep while lying on the bed.

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The next day, as soon as Mao Xiaosheng woke up, he heard the patter of rain outside.

Li Yunshan was still sleeping next to her. She sat up and saw through the open window that it was raining heavily outside, and wisps of wind blew in from the window, which made her feel very comfortable.

She crossed Li Yunshan and got out of bed, and went to a hut outside. When she came back, Li Yunshan was already up.

"She tidied the bed, wiped the table and floor, and then went to the kitchen to cook after washing.

The beeswax on the wooden shelf in the kitchen had solidified. She turned it upside down on the stove, tapped it little by little with a rolling pin, and then dug it out with a shovel.

She put the soap and prepared beeswax into the side room, and when she came out, she saw Li Yunshan holding a fish in his hand.

"died."

"Why did they die?" The fish caught yesterday were kept in buckets and planned to be sold at the market tomorrow.

"It should have jumped out and died."

"Then I'll fry it for lunch." She went to the kitchen and took out the knife.

The village was so quiet on a rainy day that you couldn't even hear the adults scolding the children.

After dinner, Lu Xiaoxia came to the house. Li Yunshan couldn't stand it anymore, so he put on his shoes and left.

It was raining outside, and Mao Xiaosui felt pitiful just looking at it.

Lu Xiaoxia didn't think much, put the sewing basket on her lap, sat down and started working, with a bright smile on her face.

"Useful?" She raised her eyebrows.

Lu Xiaoxia nodded sheepishly, "I was cooking just now and accidentally put in more rice. Yun Qiang helped me when the old lady scolded me."

"It's different this time. He asked the old lady not to scold me again."

"Old lady, can you give up?"

"It's noisy. Yun Qiang was so angry that he threw the bowl. He also said that she should be more peaceful in the future, live a good life, and stop tormenting people all day long... Maybe it was also because of the matter between you and Li Yunshan that Yun Qiang felt uncomfortable. "

"and then?"

"The old lady refused and scolded him for having no conscience. She cried, made a fuss and hanged herself. She took a knife and put it on her neck. Li Yunqiang didn't stop her..." At this point, she smiled sincerely, "She said she wanted to build a coffin." It’s quick, I can get her settled in a hurry…”

Mao Xiaosui was surprised that Li Yunqiang could say such a thing.

"It's such a big fuss? Why didn't I hear the noise?"

Lu Xiaoxia smiled, "It was only a while after the quarrel ended, and then Yun Qiang said a lot of nice things. The old lady was unhappy, but she was at peace now."

Mao Xiaosui was a little happy in his heart. This old lady regarded Li Yunqiang as her fate. Wasn't it uncomfortable to feel that Li Yunqiang was not favored by her? She should be allowed to taste more.