Spring scenery in the fields

Chapter 196 Homely

"it is good."

Shen Rongshan went to the east to wash clothes, including the menstrual belt she had taken off.

Today is the 12th, somehow it came one day early.

A few days ago, she made a new belt for several months, and she added four layers of material on it.

Maybe it's because there's too much fabric and wood ash stuffed inside, so it always feels uncomfortable when I walk.

"Wen He." Shen Rongshan came back with a laundry basin, "You should take a good rest these few days. I will come back in the evening to pick it up."

"That's fine. My waist is a little uncomfortable."

"Do you have a stomachache?" He walked forward and asked with concern.

Ji Wenhe held his waist and shook his head: "My stomach doesn't hurt, but my waist is a little uncomfortable, it's not a big problem."

"Should we see a doctor? Why did the 13th come earlier?"

He didn't quite understand, and felt that it wasn't a good idea to do it one day earlier.

"It's okay. It's normal to advance or postpone it by five days. Wenshan is waiting for you at the foot of the mountain."

She turned and went into the house carrying a basket containing the silk cords she was going to make.

"Brother Shen, I'm going to Aunt Lan's house. Lock the door and give the key to Yuanshan."

"Okay, I'll go down after I hang up the clothes."

The twins wash their own clothes and occasionally help wash them together.

Ji Wenhe carried the basket and walked slowly down the mountain. He saw that there were already several people sitting in the shed.

Miao Zhaodi, Li Chunhong, Wang Erfeng and Lan Qiuhua.

These people are often seen together, and the relationship between them is better than that between the other aunts.

"Aunties, you're here so early." Looking at her own vegetable patch, she asked, "When can we eat the corn?"

Wang Erfeng embroidered a purse and said, "It's the end of July. You don't have much corn planted. If you want to eat it, go to my field and pick it."

Her family grew a lot of corn and planned to sell it at the market.

"I have enough at home, and I don't plan to sell it."

I’ll buy some pork ribs at the end of the month and make corn and pork ribs soup.

Li Chunhong looked at the wasteland and said, "Wen He, your chicks look bigger than Qiu Hua's."

"Really?" It seemed to be a little bigger than her house.

"What do you feed your family?"

Ji Wenhe took the small stool that Shen Yuanshan brought and sat down: "Just feed them wild vegetables, weeds, and insects in the fields."

No, I also fed him wild vegetables with black flour twice, but that shouldn’t be related to this.

"The chickens eat well, grow big, and lay eggs. They must be the white worms in the field."

Wang Erfeng looked over and said, "I've wanted to ask you for a long time, why is the plowed land still covered with thatch?"

"I heard from the lady who sells eggs in town that if you buy sorghum and cook it, then spread it on the plowed ground and cover it with fresh straw, a lot of white worms will grow."

"She said cultivated fields are better. I tested it on wasteland and there were indeed a lot of bugs. But if we use cultivated fields, there should be even more bugs."

"She must have heard it from the farmers."

Miao Zhaodi had heard about this before, but she didn't take it seriously.

"But mature fields need to be used to grow crops, and only farmers who don't rely on selling crops will be willing to vacate their land."

Lan Qiuhua nodded in agreement: "Well, let's just raise one or two, there's no need to go to great lengths."

If you fail to maintain it, you will have a hard time in the next year.

"How much is a pound of sorghum?" Wang Erfeng asked.

"Eighty wen a jin."

I bought half a pound, added a lot of water, and boiled two large pots. It was very watery.

Ji Wenhe wanted to experiment this time to see if the eggs laid by the chicken were big.

The eggs sold in the town were very small because the food was not good. She thought that if the chickens at home ate well, they would lay more eggs, and she could make a profit soon.

"Eighty cents per pound, it's too expensive." Miao Zhaodi shook her head. She couldn't bear to buy it.

The two chickens at home are fed wild vegetables and grass, and when they grow up, they are let out to run around outside.

"Most sorghum is used to make wine. We country folk don't have much use for it."

Wang Erfeng looked at Ji Wenhe and continued.

"Do you sell the eggs your family raises in town or in the village?"

"In town, the villagers probably buy very few."

They should sell a lot, after all, there are chickens at home.

"That's true. It's not easy to sell in the village."

Every household raises chickens, so if you want to eat chicken, you have them ready at home.

"They're all busy."

The man came with a smile, holding a large cloth bag in his hand. Several people turned around to look at him.

Lan Qiuhua replied: "Yes, why is Xiuhua here?"

You Xiuhua and her son Zhang Shuanzi.

"I'm here to buy a few pounds of black noodles. We're almost out of them at home."

Shen Yuanshan stood up and said, "Aunt, how many kilograms of black flour do you want?"

"Eight pounds." She replied.

After Ji Wenhe came over to her, she just raised her head and glanced at her, then kept her head down knitting.

You Xiuhua knew what her son had done, and was glad that she did not join Liu Erfang in making trouble, otherwise she would not have the face to buy things.

The people present all knew about it, but kept silent about it.

After weighing the noodles and paying the bill, he said hello with a smile: "You guys are busy, I'll be back."

"Hey." Lan Qiuhua responded and waited for the others to walk away. "I heard that his son's arm has recovered."

"He has no memory at all, and he hangs out with those people, wandering around all day long."

"Who cares? If she comes to buy things, we sell them. Why not make money?"

She had already fought back, and if the other party was in a good mood, she would also be in a good mood in return.

"That's right." Li Chunhong agreed, "If he hits you, you hit him back. If he comes to buy things, you sell them. If you don't make money, you're a fool."

Wang Erfeng smiled and said, "Chunhong, you are different from before. It's so good now. If anyone makes you angry, just give him back."

"I used to get angry when I saw you like that. You were so cowardly."

"I used to endure it for my daughter, thinking it would pass if I endured it. But after that incident, I realized that endurance is useless."

It would only result in him beating me harder.

"The child is his own, yet he wants to sell the younger one to a widower."

She sighed deeply, her tone filled with pleasure.

"Now he has a lame leg and needs help to go to the toilet. I can't bear to see him go to the toilet after so many years of marriage, so I have been taking good care of him at home."

As for how to serve her, it depends on her mood.

If he makes her unhappy, he will sleep in the toilet for a night.

Ji Wenhe used the excuse of going to see how the dolls they embroidered looked like and glanced at Shen Xiaoxian.

how to say.

He became a completely different person. He no longer had the arrogance of the past. When he saw Li Chunhong, fear appeared in his eyes and he cowered.

The couple did not seem to sleep in the same room. Li Chunhong and her three daughters slept on a kang, and all their belongings were moved to their room.

Shen Xiaoxian slept in a small room with only a kang and a table. There was a faint smell of urine in the room.

The three little girls are much more lively than before and love to joke and laugh.

In fact, if she had thought things through earlier, she wouldn't have suffered for so many years in vain.

Fortunately, it is not too late now, and she has not figured it out until the situation is irreversible.