Rebirth Eighty Little Spicy Wife Has Space

Chapter 389 It’s really like this!

"Oh." Xu Limin walked to the wooden cart and looked at the grain bag in front of it.

As Xu Limin expected, this was indeed the case that afternoon when it was her and Sun Xinyu's turn.

At that time, the food had been distributed in the village. The secretary's uncle knew that Sun Hongju and Xu Limin had pushed the food directly to the town, and he rushed over. At the same time, there was an older cousin.

The eldest cousin put food in a basket. In his words, it may be late today, but it is better than forcing people from other villages to grind rice tomorrow.

Every year when rice is being milled, there is a battle, not for anything else, but for the chaff.

Fur can be fed not only to pigs, but also to chickens, ducks, and geese, and is now very valuable. However, it is not like rice. Rice is packaged at any time when it is crushed. Each package is a package, and each family is a family

, cannot be confused.

Grain bran is different.

The rice bran produced during the rice milling process is in a small barn outside the rice milling house. If the rice bran produced by the previous household's rice milling is slowly stored, it will be mixed with the rice bran from the next door household.

At this time, bickering with those who have more and those who have less is inevitable.

Xu Limin only has 100 kilograms of corn, 120 kilograms of sorghum, 40 kilograms of rice, 20 kilograms of millet, and 30 kilograms of millet this year. The rest are red beans, soybeans, castor beans, etc.

Xu Limin plans to grind all the grains. The uncle's family has enough food for three people. They only want to grind a third of it. The rest will be kept until the Spring Festival.

The eldest cousin only brought a bag of sorghum and a bag of corn. Sun Hongju looked at it and pulled Sun Hongsheng aside, muttering that she didn't know what to say to her brother.

When it was their turn to grind rice, Xu Limin realized that Sun Hongju had ground one more bag of sorghum and one more bag of corn than planned.

When they finished grinding the rice and left, the boss, Sun Hongsheng (transliteration), pretended to be standing behind the team. Xu Limin promised to go home with food in less than half an hour.

The weather is getting colder and colder. After the light snow, Xu Limin stopped going up the mountain to chop firewood.

Xu Limin's mother had three cousins ​​and an eldest cousin to help her. There was enough firewood. Of course, in order to prevent people from coming to the hospital to remove all the firewood, the brothers put all the firewood at Xu Limin's aunt's house.

One or two days was enough for Kong Xiangling.

In Tiandongjia Village, no one else collects firewood. At this time, there seems to be not enough firewood in winter.

Xu Limin stopped sending firewood. Tian Dong was so angry that he stood in the yard and cursed. The neighbors listened with disdain.

In the blink of an eye, another five or six days passed. That day, Xu Limin received four letters. The letters are in chronological order, but they come once a week. These are saved this week.

The earliest letter was written to her by Yingzi and the nurse. These two people are very lazy now. They only wrote an envelope to her.

Perhaps because of Xu Limin's relationship, Nurse Xiao Wu and Yingzi have become good friends, and their letters are almost exactly the same as what Xu Limin said. Of course, Yingzi's words are more casual.

The two people told her one thing: Tian Dong in their family was not a good person, he was messing around like Tian Wei.

Yingzi and Xiao Wu said this more than once. At first, Xu Limin didn't care, so she didn't care. But now

Xu Limin doesn’t know why people always tell Tian Dong that he doesn’t pay attention to it, or does it really exist?

Was the feeling just released so lifeless? Xu Limin felt a little uncomfortable and hoped that Tian Dong would not disappoint her.

The second letter is a bit strange. It only has the address and name of the recipient, without any information about the sender. The envelope is not too thick, but it feels a bit hard. It feels like a photo.

Who sent the photo to her? And it was the one without a signature. Xu Limin always felt that this letter would tell her a lot.

(End of chapter)