Rebirth: Farming Skillfully with a Mrs.

Although Nian Xiaomi left behind money and belongings, Xiaoyong brought his younger brother to the door to pick wild vegetables as soon as he was able to go to the field.

Yuhu saw a bunch of thin and tall long stems, ran over excitedly, and dug out a bunch of wild garlic with tender white roots and the size of a thumb from the soil.

Soon, they also found alfalfa, the tender green leaves undulating like dark green satin, inlaid with small purple flowers, like fireflies floating in the field at night.

The brothers pinched the young leaves with both hands and began to pick them.

When I got home, I stirred a little gnocchi with the white flour Nian Xiaomi gave me, added alfalfa and wild garlic, and dinner was ready.

As the sun set, the wind outside the window became chilly, and the thunder was getting closer.

"Brother, I miss my uncles and Niuniu, they are good people..."

Xiaoyong gently stroked his head, sighed and looked out the window, feeling confused for a while.

suddenly!

A cloud of dust rose from the dirt road in the distance, and with the donkey braying "Son", Nian Xiaomi and the others turned back again!

Xiaoyong stood up excitedly, his heart full of faint expectations.

The donkey cart stopped, Yan Mo picked up Xiaoyong and Yuhu and put them on the cart without saying a word, raised the donkey whip, and drove away.

"Let's go! Let's go home!"

At this moment, both Nian Xiaomi and Yan Mo have determined that Xiaoyong is the younger brother who was taken away back then, and Yuhu is also his half-brother.

The similar looks, the same pendant, the right age, and a sense of family affection that blood is thicker than water, all of this speaks for itself!

The mother made a mistake by abandoning herself, but the younger brothers were innocent. Seeing that they were almost desperate, Nian Xiaomi couldn't ignore it.

Xiaoyong seemed very calm, and he didn't talk too much along the way. He didn't know what the future would be like, but it was better than the present day, at least he wouldn't be hungry or full.

As long as the younger brother doesn't suffer anymore, he can go to someone else's house to be a cow or a horse.

Yuhu was lively and active, and soon started laughing and playing with Niuniu.

"Little Yong is introverted." Nian Xiaomi thought.

It's just that he doesn't know that Xiaoyong's true personality hasn't been revealed yet...

When they left Haizhou City, they went to the butcher shop to buy half a pig's head, because in ancient rural areas, pigs' heads were added to the family when they were imported, which represented the prosperity of the population.

Then I went to Buzhuang to tailor clothes for the two children, and then left the city and returned to the village.

The donkey cart was indeed much faster than the bullock cart, and it was only dark when we got home.

Yan Mo found planks and bricks to build a bed, and the two brothers lived in the main room.

"Let's call our eldest brother and second brother from now on." Yan Mo said with a smile.

Nian Xiaomi pointed at Niuniu, "But this generation is wrong, Niuniu is two years younger than Yuhu, so she also wants to be called Uncle Yuhu..."

Yan Mo scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"Come on! From now on, Niuniu, don't call us uncle, you might as well call him big brother and second brother!" Nian Xiaomi finally made a decision, and the family's titles were settled.

In this way, the Nian family of five was formally formed - 22-year-old Yan Mo, Nian Xiaomi, 15-year-old Xiaoyong, eight-year-old Yuhu and six-year-old Niu Niu.

Because the stewed vegetables are to be pickled at night, a few things are prepared for dinner, but for the two brothers, it is also a gluttonous feast!

After dinner, Yuhu, Niuniu, cats, dogs and monkeys played in the courtyard.

Nian Xiaomi started making stewed vegetables, and Yan Mo and Xiaoyong started.

He put pork belly, pig intestines, pig ears and pig trotters in boiling water, added green onions and ginger and boiled to remove the fishy smell.

Yan Mo brought the big clay pot he just bought to wash it clean, and it would not be a problem to marinate it.

"What are these herbs for?" he asked, pointing to a pile of spices.

"These are cinnamon bark, cloves, grass fruit and kaempferia, known as the four heavenly kings of spices, and the key materials for making brine."

Nian Xiaomi mixes seven or eight flavors of spices in a certain proportion, puts them into a small cloth bag and tie them, puts them in a clay pot and starts to boil the brine.

The rest of the spices were packed in more than thirty packs.

It is said that the best brine is the old brine, but unfortunately they don't have it at home, but they have it from today.

Until the fragrance overflows, the brine is made.

Finally, put all the cleaned ingredients into clay pots, add some sauce and sea salt and simmer slowly.

An hour later, Nian Xiaomi lifted the lid and pierced the meat with chopsticks. No blood flowed out, indicating that the marinade was successful!

"Come on, boys, and taste how it tastes."

A group of people have long been tempted by the aroma, and they will all flock into the kitchen.

Nian Xiaomi looked at Yan Mo, who was among the children, with a salivating and greedy look, and laughed.

"Are you a child too?"

Yan Mo blinked his eyes and nodded seriously, "I will be the king of children from now on."

The bowl of stewed pork was quickly eaten, and Nian Xiaomi also picked up a piece.

The bone is crispy and the meat is tough, the fragrance is overflowing, the color is attractive, the meat is delicate and chewy!

You're done!

He still wanted to serve them another bowl, but the sensible Xiaoyong had already pulled his younger siblings out of the kitchen.

Looking at the backs of the children, Yan Mo said with relief, "We will have three children in the future."

"Yeah, but it's okay, we'll start selling stewed vegetables tomorrow, it's just hard work for my husband, and I have to go to the city every morning."

Yan Mo hugged him gently, his eyes full of tenderness.

"It's hard work, anyway, there is a donkey cart, and our life will definitely be more prosperous in the future!"

Nian Xiaomi often thought about a question in her previous life, what is real happiness?

Until now, nestled in Yan Mo's arms, he realized:

Tea is boiled in spring water, there is lingering smoke in summer, the tiles are brocade in autumn, and there is no sound in winter.

When I wake up, I have some snacks and porridge to eat, and at night, there are stories to listen to, and there are strong and strong husbands to cuddle and hug.

Drizzle and breeze, year after year, there is me in you, and you in me, and the yard is full of pets and children.

This—is what happiness looks like!

Before going to bed, Nian Xiaomi washed half a pig's head several times, then threw it into the pot and put it on the stove.

(烀: hū, a cooking method, put the food in the pot, add water to cover the pot, and heat it slowly to make it cooked.)

After boiling the pot, I filled the stove pit with two pieces of wood. The fire was slowly gurgling, and it was ready to eat tomorrow.

As night falls, Sunset Village looks quiet and serene.

Nian Xiaomi and Yan Mo slept soundly here, but the fat monkey was disturbed by the scent, and wandered around the kitchen for half the night. Not only that, it also called out its partner Rhubarb...

Until the east turns white, the morning star shines brightly, and the crowing sounds one after another.

Yan Mo sat up from the kang, looked through the window, and found that the oil lamp in the kitchen was on, and Nian Xiaomi was still fast asleep.

He glanced at the dimly lit sky, and came to the courtyard suspiciously.

Polenta has been boiled in the iron pot in the kitchen, the donkey has been taken out of the donkey pen and tied to a tree, the chickens have been fed, and Xiaoyong is weaving the fence at this moment.

"Why did you get up so early? You did all of this? Why didn't you wake me up..." Yan Mo rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked.

Xiaoyong smiled, showing a naive expression, very much like Nian Xiaomi.

"Hehe, I usually wake up early anyway."

After a while, Nian Xiaomi got up and went to the courtyard. After coming out of the hut, she asked inexplicably, "Hey, why is the courtyard surrounded over there?"

Xiao Yong scratched his head, "I saw the little rabbits being pecked by the big rooster all the time last night, so I thought about making a separate nest for them, so I built some additional fences."

What a sensible child!

Nian Xiaomi came to the kitchen with a smile, lifted the lid of the pot, and poked the pig's head a few times with bamboo chopsticks. It was fragrant and well cooked, but there seemed to be something missing...

The most obvious sign of the pig's head - the pig's mouth is gone, this is the most delicious part of the pig's head!

Going back to the house and looking at the fat monkey sleeping soundly on the kang, with its oily mouth, Nian Xiaomi couldn't help but sighed up to the sky: It's hard to guard against house thieves...