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

This is the most suitable and comfortable day to pick up soft-skinned vegetables. The soft-skinned vegetables soaked in blisters are as big as half a palm, so they are easy to pick up.

The mother-in-law from the village came early, and the grass in the basket was finished early.

Mao Xiaosui was afraid that he wouldn't be able to make it in time when they were about to leave, so after picking up some soft-skinned vegetables, he started to grass the chickens.

There were also many people from other villages picking soft-skinned vegetables in the nearby wasteland. Someone shouted and everyone began to walk back one after another.

Mao Xiaosui didn't follow her until she finished beating him. Lu Feng turned to look at her and said to the others, "You go first, I'll wait for Xiaosui."

Mao Mingzhu glanced at her in surprise and said, "Let's go together later. If we don't go to the ground today, it will be fine later."

Mao Xiaosui was embarrassed, hurriedly waved his hands and said, "It's okay, you go first, I will come later."

"Let's go together." Mao Mingzhu said, "I didn't notice that you didn't cut grass."

Hearing this, Mao Xiaosui had to speed up, beat a basket of grass, bundled an armful of grass seeds, and then asked them to go together.

There were a lot of small firewood in the soft-skinned vegetables. Several people put the basket into the river and washed it with the force of the river water, and then carried it back.

It was difficult to see clearly in the foggy village on a rainy day. Several people came up the river and saw Liu Xiaoxia coming down with a bucket halfway through.

Since Li Xiaoru's death, Wang Huacheng's family has never interacted with the villagers, and they did not speak to each other when they met. When others passed them and walked away, Mao Xiaosui asked in a low voice, "Why did I hear Li Xiaoru say that he was not alive this morning? "

Hearing this, Mao Mingzhu laughed disapprovingly, "If she doesn't say anything, she will still be alive and well."

"That's right." The villagers laughed.

When she got home, Li Yunshan was still chopping firewood. She put the basket at the door and went to the backyard to throw grass to the chickens.

Li Yunshan followed her out and watched beside her without saying a word.

Mao Xiaosui asked him, "What do you want to eat?"

"It's all right."

"Want to eat steamed buns?"

"Come in time?"

She smiled and said, "It's too late, so I'll do it at night."

A lot of firewood was piled on the steps of the main hall, and there were also many chopped firewood in the yard.

Mao Xiaosui carried the basket into the kitchen, cooked the rice first, and then sat down to pick soft vegetables.

It was easy to pick the soft-skinned vegetables that had been washed by the river water. She picked half a pot, cleaned it again, put a few pieces of lard into the pot, broke the meat into small pieces with a spatula, heated the oil, poured the soft-skinned vegetables, and stir-fry Stir-fry until the soft-skinned vegetables become soft and collapse, season with some salt and green onions and serve.

The rice in the pot wasn't simmering yet, so she put the vegetables in the basin on top of the rice to heat them up.

She picked up a lot of soft-skinned vegetables, so she sat down and picked them again.

Li Yunshan piled up the chopped firewood, washed his hands and rested.

"I looked and the wheat is still green."

"It turns yellow after two days of sunny weather."

"The fog looks heavier than yesterday, and I feel like it won't clear up for a while."

"Let it go." Li Yunshan didn't care much.

The fried soft-skin vegetables are very suitable for mixing with rice. The soft texture and the aroma of lard taste like meat, but they are not as easy to get tired as meat.

Li Yunshan was sweating after eating. When he was looking for a bowl to drink water, he saw the lard in the bowl and asked in confusion, "Is this for making soap?"

He went over and smelled it. The smell of lard was mixed with a little bit of moxa leaves, which was not very obvious, so he asked, "Is this okay?"

"I don't know." She said, "Do you still remember the ointment that the salesman brought that day? Flowers with a strong smell are the best. The wild flowers on the road are not strong in smell and cannot easily cover the smell of grass ash and lard. "

Li Yunshan nodded, drank a bowl of water and went back to the house to sleep.

Mao Xiaosui washed the pot, poured a ladle of water into the pot, cut off some mugwort stems and soaked them in boiling water, then put the bowl of lard into the water to melt the oil.

The lard was originally soft and didn't solidify much in the hot weather, but it quickly melted under the hot water. She took out the mugwort leaves inside, put the newly soaked mugwort leaves in, and removed the pot from the stove without covering the lid. The fire uses the temperature of the water to soak the oil and mugwort leaves to release their flavor.

Li Yunshan was already asleep in the house. The yard was smashed because of chopping firewood. She picked up the ax and put it on the steps. She went to the backyard to get eggs and blocked the door before going back to the house to sleep.

Just when I was lying on the bed, I suddenly remembered that my face was numb, so I got up and went to the kitchen again.

The water in the pot was still very hot, so she scooped out a little and mixed it with cold water to make it warm, and then melted the noodles into the water.

On this day, she couldn't eat overnight, so she only made half a bowl of noodles. After kneading them, she washed them with water and went to the main room to sleep.

Li Yunshan woke up early in the afternoon. Before Mao Xiaosui fully woke up, she heard the sound of chopping firewood in the yard. She was really sleepy, so she turned over and fell asleep again.

When she woke up, there was another pile of firewood in the yard. She yawned and realized that the rain was getting heavier.

Li Yunshan's hair was full of water, and his originally gray clothes had turned darker after being soaked by the rain.

The yard was as usual, with no water at all.

Li Yunshan saw her coming out and said, "Go get the eggs."

She agreed, tied her hair and walked out.

There was fresh grass in the chicken coop, and there were only three eggs in the nest. Taking it back to the front yard, he asked Li Yunshan, "How many did you get this afternoon?"

"two."

She took six before going to bed at noon, and it was just right to add these five. She said nothing more and took the eggs to the side room to put them away.

After coming out, I went into the kitchen and put the lard in the pot on the wooden shelf. I looked at the basin on the stove, took a drink of water and planned to pick up soft-skinned vegetables.

Li Yunshan glanced at the sky and said, "Take your hat with you, it may start to rain slightly in the afternoon."

"I know." She took the bamboo hat hanging from the wall and asked her before going out, "Has aunt called me?"

"No."

"Then I'm leaving." She walked back out, not forgetting to get the basket in the backyard. As soon as she came out of the chicken pen, she heard Mao Mingzhu calling her.

Mao Mingzhu and Li Xiao looked not in a good mood at the moment, and looked tired.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Shi'er is sick again." Mao Mingzhu sighed, "This child is sick and prone to disasters and is very troublesome."

"Why are you sick again? Are you feeling hot?"

"I don't know what's wrong with me. I keep crying and it's really annoying."

Li Xiao also said, "It's okay if I touch it, but I just cry."

The Wang family is below her house, close to the road. If there is any movement, she should be able to hear it, but today she didn't hear any movement.

She pricked up her ears and listened again, but still couldn't hear Wang Shi's cry.

"Fell asleep?"

"Just fell asleep." Mao Mingzhu was too tired to talk, and Mao Xiaosui didn't ask again.

At this time, all the women in the village should be working. She shouted a few times and waited at the entrance of the village for a while before someone came.

Lu Xiaoxia came out of the door and walked to her side naturally without saying a word, her expression was the same as before.

Mao Xiaosui ignored her and waited until everyone arrived to set off before he heard her ask in a low voice, "Has your firewood been ready?"

She probably figured out Lu Xiaoxia's temperament. She took the initiative to talk to her today because she was deliberately trying to show her kindness for something.

So he was not enthusiastic and just nodded, then turned to talk to Lu Feng.