I Transmigrated Into A Divorce And Remarried A Hunter Husband

  Chapter 96, Double Ninth Festival (4 more)

  In the past few days, Heng Yi has helped the Han family harvest millet. He is young and strong, and he is a good hand at work.

  There are many Korean families, so the work is easy.

  He didn't say anything, but he didn't allow Han Qiao to wash the vegetables and clothes, and let Aunt Zhao do the washing.

  Han Qiao thought that if she didn't take good care of it, she would suffer from the root cause of the disease in the future, so she slowly relaxed, but she still washed the wedding dress with warm water by herself, dried it, folded it and stored it.

  September 9th, Chongyang Festival, Denggao.

   Very early in the morning, Heng Yi and Han Qiao took their three children to climb the mountain. They climbed to the top of the mountain and looked at the winding mountain road at the foot of the mountain. The village became as small as an ant.

  The family suddenly looked at each other and laughed.

  They didn't go back empty-handed, they also cut a lot of firewood, dug calamus from the mountain stream, and picked chrysanthemums by the roadside.

  The chrysanthemums are blooming in this season. Pick the chrysanthemums and wash them in the sun for a few days. After drying, make pillows. The fragrance is pleasant.

  Wash and steam, then dry in the sun, drink more chrysanthemum tea to clear the liver and eyesight, and clear away heat and fire.

   "Mother, let's pick chrysanthemums every day from now on." Sun Ke whispered.

  She walked down the mountain very quickly by herself. It was the first time for the little girl to go up the mountain, so she was very curious about everything.

   "It's not necessary, we can let the children in the village pick it. They grew up in the village, and they know where there are wild chrysanthemums much better than us."

   This thing is worthless at all, and many people cut it back and feed it to pigs.

  Back home, Aunt Zhao had already steamed a pot of glutinous rice cakes.

   Glutinous rice cake is also called Chongyang cake.

   It is a layer of brown sugar in the middle of glutinous rice flour, which tastes sweet and glutinous.

  Han Qiao asked her to add some dried red dates, which taste even better.

   "Heng Yi."

  Han Qiao shouted.

  Heng Yi is stacking firewood in the firewood room.

  These firewood is still a bit small. After the fire, there is only a little bit of charcoal, and the charcoal is not burned at all in winter.

  Heng Yi thought about going into the mountains to burn a few litters of charcoal when he came back from hunting.

  Specially select large firewood to burn, and wait until winter to use it for heating.

   "Here we come." Heng Yi hurried over after responding.

   "Hurry up and wash up, send a Chongyang cake to your parents, and go to the town to get some wine and buy a catty of caramel."

  When he heard that he was going to Heng's house, Heng Yi's face was not very good.

  He didn't want to go.

   "Heng Yi, there is no way, unless they go too far and cut ties with them through the clan, and never communicate with them."

   "Heng's family is greedy for money, which is easy to deal with. You can tell them about hunting in the mountains this time when you go back, but you have to make the danger the most serious. It's up to them to decide whether to go or not."

   "Go and clean up, go early and come back early, we will wait for you to come back for lunch."

  It is a bit far from Xishan Village to Ninghe Town, but only on foot.

  Heng Yi ran very fast on horseback, and it only took more than an hour to come and go.

   "Yeah!" Heng Yi responded sullenly.

  Han Qiao followed him into the house, helped him wipe his back, and found clean clothes.

   "After you deliver it, go buy some fresh pork. Let's make tamales for dinner."

  Heng Yi nodded.

  Before he left, he kissed Han Qiao so hard that he almost suffocated her.

  When he let go of Han Qiao, his rough fingers wiped Han Qiao's lips before riding out with his things.

  Han Qiao stood where she was, and laughed out loud after a while.

   I underestimated this fool.

  Aunt Zhao steamed several Double Ninth Cakes. Grandpa likes to eat this sweet and glutinous food, but neither Han Qiao nor Grandma will let him eat more.

   So as not to eat too much and not digest well.

  Han Qiao sent one back to Han’s house, and several uncles had half of it. When she was repairing the house in the early days, several cousins ​​also came to help, and Han Qiao also sent half of each.

  Countrysiders don’t know how to make this kind of food.

  Glutinous rice and sugar are good things, not to mention red dates.

  Heng Yi arrived in Ninghe Town, went to the shop to buy wine and brown sugar.

   "How much is it per catty?"

   "Fifteen essays." Heng Yi said.

   There is better wine at fifty cents a catty, and brown sugar is cheaper than maltose.

   Two catties of wine and two catties of brown sugar, Heng Yi carried them to Heng's house.

  Grandma Heng didn't even think that Heng Yi would come. When she saw him coming with something, she was both surprised and happy.

   She took it with a smile, "Ah Qiao asked you to send it?"

"Um."

  Heng Yi replied lightly, "Where are they, big brother?"

   "I went to help Zhenniang with work, did you know that Zhenniang is getting married."

   "..."

  Heng Yi is not interested in this.

   "Do you know who she is going to marry?" Mrs. Heng blinked at Heng Yi, "Sun Yiming."

  Heng Yi didn't have any idea about it.

   Who cares who she marries, what does it matter to him?

   "Sun Yiming has made a lot of money copying books recently. It is said that he bought back his two acres of land."

  Heng Yi didn't want to listen to such nonsense, "You go and call your eldest brother back, and go hunting in the mountains in a few days. The round trip will take about five or six days, ten taels of silver per person."

   "What?" Grandma Heng's eyes widened when she heard that.

   "I, I, I, I'm going to shout."

  The one that Granny Heng walked away shouted quickly.

  Deng Dengdeng went to the next door, and shouted to his sons, "Go home quickly, there is something big, something big."

  Sun Yiming came out of the house.

  His nose was bruised and his face was swollen from being beaten by Han Qiao that day, and he still hasn't recovered after a few days.

  Actually, he didn't really want to ask Heng's family to do work, but Zhenniang said that Heng's family was reliable.

  He took over the job of copying books from shopkeeper Xie, but in fact he didn't copy many books at all.

   It is said that he has made a lot of money, but it is all a cover.

  After Heng Dalang and the others came back, Heng Yi told about hunting in the mountains.

  The degree of danger is also serious.

  But to the four brothers of the Heng family, silver is more important than anything else.

   With these ten taels of silver, the house can be repaired and more acres of wasteland can be bought.

   "Alright then, I'll call you in a few days."

  Heng Yi left after speaking.

  Grandma Heng did not keep him for dinner.

  Heng Yi will not stay for dinner either.

  He went to the street market, picked the meat to buy, and bought two more pig heads.

  He heard Han Qiao say that braised pork head meat is delicious, and he was a little greedy.

  Heng Yi went to buy a few catties of maltose.

   Seeing that the money in the purse was getting less and less, Heng Yi frowned slightly.

  He never thought of asking Han Qiao for money.

   I didn't even think about going to Hehong to settle the income in August.

  I only earn a hundred taels of silver a month, and after various expenses, I get dozens of taels.

   There is little difference between settlement and non-settlement.

  Heng Yi thought so, riding a horse and running fast.

  It was still early when we arrived at Xishan Village.

  Han Qiao saw that he had bought a lot of meat, so he quickly washed it, sliced ​​it and steamed it in a steamer.

  Put sweet potatoes and pumpkins on the bottom, and sliced ​​meat mixed with flour on top.

   Cook another pot of white rice porridge.

   After steaming, it is Grandpa’s favorite.

  Sweet potatoes and pumpkins are sweet, and tamales melt in your mouth.

  Grandfather looked at Han Qiao and said, "Granddaughter, let's make this again tomorrow."

"it is good."

  Han Qiao responded with a smile.

  After lunch, Han Qiao was not idle either. The two pig heads were singed, cleaned, cleaned, and then opened, and the pig brains were taken out. The pig heads were blanched and then put into a pot, adding spices, soy sauce, and salt to cook.

   When the smell came out, it was so fragrant that Grandpa Baima stopped shouting.

  The cat also meowed after Han Qiao.

   The two pig heads came out a lot. Han Qiao's family sent a bowl and brought back a lot of pumpkins and sweet potatoes.

  In the evening, they braised pork head meat, white rice, and braised pig brains.

  Pig ears and pig tongue Grandpa’s teeth are not very good, so he can chew slowly.

  The whole family is very satisfied with the food, and they are all full.

  The three children also performed a singing show, and Han Qiao was the most supportive and applauded them.

   Immediately after, the others followed suit.

   The third child was too ashamed.

  Sun Kele Zizi sang alone again, and Han Qiao beat her to the beat.

   It can be regarded as a happy, happy and happy Double Ninth Festival.

  (end of this chapter)