Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

It was getting late, the rain finally stopped and the wind dropped.

The couple did almost nothing. They collected the fishing nets and headed back.

Because of the rain, the harvest was not too rich, but there were crabs, shrimps, and a wide variety of sea fish on the fishing net. The largest one weighed more than ten kilograms. I don’t know how it got in.

It was raining at sea, but it was still sweltering on the island. Mother Xiao and her children had made everything ready. They had driven piles around and hung up lanterns. Everything was ready except for the big fish.

The return of the couple caused a burst of cheers.

"Mom, look at me and brother Xiao Wuzi, we have gained a lot too!"

Doubao's legs are not long, but he runs fast, just like a gust of wind, causing Li Haitang to shout frequently, "Doubao, there are shells and rocks under your feet, be careful and be careful when you fall."

There is no fine sand on one side of the seaside. Li Haitang was scratched by a shell before, and a little bloodshot appeared. It was soaked by the sea water. The wound was not big, but it was very painful.

Doubao waved his hand indifferently, and in a blink of an eye he was close. He fiddled with the fish and shrimp in the net bag with his hand, and said in surprise, "It's still alive!"

There was no such thing as oxygen in this era, so fish and shrimps were transported from the seaside to the capital, and the preservation techniques were not good, so they died quickly. The number of times we could eat live fish or shrimps was pitiful.

"Let Aunt Yu clean up the fish, and we'll stew the fish right now."

Li Haitang arranged that all the crabs should be cooked, and they should not have a late-night snack. If left alone, they would be dead and stale and have a strong fishy smell.

After finishing everything, she had some free time and asked her son, "What do you think you gained?"

"There."

Doubao pointed to a huge wooden basin with clams and razor clams inside. They had just been dug out of the mud and soaked in salt water. They had to make them spit out the sand, otherwise their stomachs would be full of mud and they wouldn't be able to eat them.

Grandma Yu cleaned up the fish quickly. After a while, firewood was burned on the beach. The big fish was fried in oil until golden, added with onion, ginger, garlic, water and other condiments, and stewed.

On the other side, several young people set up a ham and hung up a small pot with flying crabs and shrimps in it, watching eagerly. Sea fish is not afraid of stewing. If the time is too short, the flavor will not be enough, and the fish soup will not be delicious. After stewing for about half an hour, Li Haitang added mung bean flour skin to the fish soup, and put it on the edge of the pot in circles. Pancakes, after a few trips back and forth, the flavor becomes even more delicious

Rich.

Tables, chairs and benches had been prepared at the beach, and there were wind lanterns around them. A group of people sat together, making pancakes with big fish, shrimps and crabs. Xiao Lingchuan was in high spirits and poured himself a glass of wine.

Sea crab is a cold food. People with a weak stomach may easily get cold and have stomachache after eating it. Boiled crab and two pieces of ginger can avoid this problem very well.

Even though he was young, he had a lot to eat. Two large pieces of fish and two small pancakes made his belly so full that it shocked Li Haitang.

"Don't eat the bean buns. If you eat them, you won't be able to sleep at night."

Li Haitang snatched half of the pancake from his son's hand, ignored his pitiful eyes, and said calmly.

"Mom, the bean buns are not full yet."

Doubao blinked, very innocent, and wanted to fight for it.

He found that the food in the sea was delicious. The stewed fish had almost no spines and the meat was firm. He wanted to eat it again.

"Your belly is so swollen and you're not full yet?"

Li Haitang was unmoved. Doubao always pretended to be mature, and he usually liked to preach. Only when he was greedy could he show a bit of childishness.

Xiao Lingchuan was silent and did not speak for his son. On the contrary, he was a little gloating. He remembered that Doubao said that he wanted to kill the big bug, and he was the big bug.

Doubao noticed his father's gaze and felt a little strange. He got off the table angrily.

After the group finished eating, they chased each other on the beach and waited for the moon to reach the zenith before adding another meal.

The temperature on the island was very comfortable at night. Li Haitang stayed up almost all night, leaning against Xiao Lingchuan and quietly listening to the sound of the rising tide.

After the New Year, time flew by quickly. The group of people looked forward to the return of the ship from the sea in March, but in a blink of an eye, it was the fifth month of the lunar calendar and there was still no news.

Li Haitang also became anxious from being calm at the beginning.

She went to Li's house twice and found that the atmosphere in Li's house was particularly depressing. Perhaps these people didn't say it, but they knew in their hearts that something bad might have happened to Li Guanglu and Fang Shaoyao.

After all, in the past, no matter how long it took to go on a boat, it was time to come back in a year.

Just waiting, hoping, waiting until the eighth month of the lunar calendar, but still no news.

Guantangbao is older and could hear gossip in school, so he probably accepted the reality and became even more silent.

When Tangbao was still young, he always dreamed about his parents, and could only cry silently at night.

Although the Li family did not dare to neglect Li Haitang for his sake and provided him with delicious food and drinks, there was no trace of family affection involved.

Originally, Li Guanglu was a concubine, and Fang Shaoyao, a merchant girl, had no use value to the Li family.

This indifference became even worse after the Li family came to ask Li Haitang for help and was rejected.

From the end of the year to now, for more than half a year, Li Haitang has been busy. Regarding the follow-up support work for disabled soldiers and the implementation of designated medicine halls in the yamen, it is very energy-consuming.

She wanted to just casually let Yu Feiling handle it by herself, but unexpectedly, the guy just threw the hot potato to her and went to relax.

Li Haitang was very depressed about this, but when she went to the palace and saw the memorial as high as a hill, she found her conscience and took the initiative to take over the task.

With such a busy schedule, a few months flew by in the blink of an eye. Let’s start with a city close to Kyoto so we can make adjustments easily at any time.

Unexpectedly, a medical clinic was set up in the Yamen, which was well received and praised by the people.

Li Haitang is very satisfied to be able to really do good things and make people feel happy. At least, she has worked hard to do something big.

Not to mention earth-shattering, but still flowing.

After such a delay, when she went to see the soup dumplings and sugar dumplings again, the two dumplings had changed drastically and had a tendency to become autistic.

"Is this how you take care of people?"

Li Haitang was furious. Not to mention the soup dumplings, the sugar dumplings were a naughty little girl. She was very clever. This house wasted by her. Now she has almost lost her ability to speak and is almost like a wooden person.

Although she was busy and rarely came in person, she always asked Bai Guo to send things to look at. Who would have thought...

Tangbao had an expressionless face, eating and sleeping, but he didn't like to communicate with others. When he saw Li Haitang, he rarely moved his eyes, which meant hello.

The maid next to Tangbao said that this was the best situation.

"You..." Li Haitang blamed himself very much. Before Fang Shaoyao left, he made the quickest plan to leave a way out for the two children and asked her to leave. Now the life and death of the two are uncertain, and their children are like this. Li Haitang I feel deeply that I have not taken good care of myself.