Take a Husband for Farming

"It's okay, my classmates have already talked about it with interest, and have eaten it at noon, just for cutting it!"

"Yi Yang, that's not good!" They worked hard to help and eat rotten peaches!

Muyi Yang shook his head: "Some things are good, not to mention that peaches that have been moth-eaten are especially sweet."

She thought about what Mu Yiyang said was reasonable, because it was sweet enough to recruit fruit bugs.

"Well, that's it, anyway, when they wait for them to go back at night, they will send some good ones."

He smiled wryly: "My family doesn't need it! My sister's family has already spent a lot on me and Feng Yan." Mu Yiyang actually wanted to take some back to taste for his father and mother, but he knew Mu Rouzang better My heart has been stuck with a thorn.

"Then I won't prepare your portion. It's better. There will be some unripe ones left on the tree. They will grow on the tree. Let's eat fresh slowly. If you want to eat peaches, just come to my house. Besides, you and Feng Ye are one of our eldest brothers and the youngest sister. Can you lose your share? Father and mother must not climb out of the grave mountain and tell me and my brother fiercely. "

Listening to Mu Rouzang, she just didn't want to give peaches to uncle and uncle.

Muyi Yang could only sigh, but he had no choice but to manage his father and mother as much as possible. Fortunately, after three or four years, he would be an adult. When he was admitted as a child father and mother, he would not come again. .

Mu Rouzang looked at him and knew what he wanted, and he didn't know what daughter-in-law Mu Yiyang would marry in a room in the future. As for his white-faced scholar, he still appealed to the girls.

"Sister, I'm going to pull the straw, stay in the house, don't tan yourself, then Hiroyuki will get rid of my skin." Muyi Yang reached out and stopped her, not forgetting to make fun of Mu Rou mulberry.

Seeing that he was willing to go by herself, she was also happy to stay in the room to blow the cool breeze. The sun in June was really hot and spicy. She just basked outside for a while, and her little face had turned red.

When Mu Yiyang moved a few straws over, the two were chatting and doing things in the cloister of the East Chamber: "Sister Sang, the lotus in your lotus pond is about to open."

I want to say that Yang Zixuan is also a comrade. Last year, I heard her read about this rare thing. In addition, he made a lot of money from melon seeds years ago. He deliberately sent Xiao Tong to take someone to step on the lotus root that gave her half a year ago. .

There are fewer northern vegetables in winter, and this lotus root is even more expensive. Mu Rouzang was broken after seeing it. He spent a lot of money to dig a pit, buried the lotus root, and stole some of it in the space. In the small river, the lotus roots in this lotus pond are basically the seed lotuses that feed in the space.

"Yes, I have to ask Wang Caizi to hit some lotus leaves and put them under the eaves to dry."

Mu Yiyang nodded, and felt that Mu Fengyu followed Mu Rouzang, and now he is more sensible and reasonable: "It is this principle, it is just right to keep things for packing, and there is a clear fragrance."

She laughed: "No, if you go to town to buy it, it will cost hundreds of Chinese dollars."

These days, everyone uses lotus leaves to wrap things, and few of them are planted here. Therefore, the poor generally use fresh banana leaves to wrap things. Only wealthier people use lotus leaves.

"Sister Sang, thank you!"

Mu Rouzang looked at him somehow, thank her so much?

"Fortunately, Feng Ye is living with you now. Not only have I learned a lot of words, but I have also become more sensible in the past few months. She is now at the age of learning ....." , Has smiled embarrassedly for working at home.

"Phoenix is ​​not very sensible, and I need to give my sister Sang a lot of thoughts and teachings. My cousin knows that these words are a little overdone, but my mother-in-law can see what it looks like."

Mu Yang's unreliable person can teach any good daughter. Just look at Mu Feng'e's temperament and you will know: "Yes, sister Feng E has been in Zhou's house for more than half a year, and has never been back in the New Year. Yi Yang, does she know that uncle is bedridden? "

Muyi Yang looked towards the main courtyard. There was a green vineyard beside the west chamber. The flowers and plants planted in the flowerbed in front of the house, even on this hot summer day, fanned the leaves with a trembling spirit. Coming in the wind ...

"Last year, Liang Sheng, the youngest son of the village head, came back. Just when he passed the county seat when he returned to the prefecture, I dragged him and took a message to Zhoufu. I wonder if there was a message."

Mu Rouzang comforted him: "Even Xu didn't catch it. Even if it did, Sister Feng'e came back in February. Seeing the uncle's health is healthy, Xu didn't believe the news."

He kept spreading thick straw around the bottom and the bottom of the basket, and he really took it as his own thing.

Mu Rouzang nodded secretly, fortunately, Brother Yang was a good one, at least the uncle's room wouldn't be really spoiled, and the face of the hibiscus would also look good in the future.

"By the way, Feng Ye has told you that the private money she earned from doing embroidery work has temporarily stabbed me here."

"I know, I mentioned that she did it this way. My dad is unreliable. My mother is a good-looking girl. She dare not listen to my dad. The silver in the house is my dad ..." He bowed his head and smiled bitterly, hiding the bitterness in his eyes, spreading his father and mother on this shoulder, and the burden on his shoulders was very heavy, fortunately, there was the help of his cousins. "I don't want Feng Ye to make some money and be defeated by my father. You should give her some dowry. In the future she will get dowry, but I have to worry about Sister Sang."

What he meant was to leave it to Mu Rou Sang to handle it completely, whether to buy her clothes or jewellery, earn a hundred words a month, and when she got married, in the eyes of the countryman, it was also able to Buy a decent dowry.

Mu Rouzang listened to his words and pondered for a moment. He had some vague thoughts in his mind, but now his brother's education is still the most important thing.

"Well, Brother Yang, you study with peace of mind, but Uncle Niu is getting better, at most no more than July, when Feng Yan still has to go home to live."

If Mu Yang's had not fallen ill, it would be impossible for Mu Fengyu to live in her house.

"Well, thank you, Sang. I won't let my mother make trouble. She is most proud of her son who reads and reads."

Mu Rou Sang Meifeng picked up and could not see that Mu Yang wanted to be an official wife: "Yes, that widow Li ..."

It stands to reason that an unmarried woman cannot say these things, but there is not so much in the countryside. If her godmother is told, she must be told again.

"Well, I really don't know what to do with Dad. He just eats and lives over there now." Mu Yiyang was not referring to the widow's house.

What's so good about Mu Yun? In addition to looking good, I can't stand the cutting of this pig killing knife in the years. So what does Widow Li figure him? She remembered the time of Widow Li to send mushrooms again ... She shook her head, hoping she thought too much.

"Isn't Uncle going home now?"

Mu Yiyang gritted his teeth and said, "He just kept her as an outside room, and all the valuable things in the house told him to take it to the woman's house."

This Muyun really didn't know how to describe it. Mu Rouzang comforted him: "You just have to study with peace of mind. If your sister is a good one, I will certainly not be short of her!" As for Mu Feng'e, she has been adjusted to her nostrils It's only going up.

"Girl, do you think these two baskets of peach leaves are enough?"

Mu Rou Sang looked at the straw-filled basket in the corridor, and then looked at the hour. It was noon: "Let ’s put it down, wait until it is almost used, pick up the book, and you run again to tell everyone, here The sun is very big, and I think it's almost time to eat, so let's get everyone back to rest. "

Then he turned to Mu Yiyang and said, "Yi Yang, there aren't many baskets left. Please trouble you to do it alone. I'll go to the kitchen to see how the food is."

"Come on, we are not in a hurry. The young men arranged by Master Yang still have to entertain." My family is so good at talking, it is not necessary to be so polite.

Mu Rouzang no longer talked, walked up the corridor of the East Chamber, and walked through the main house corridor to the kitchen yard.

Seeing Mu Fengxun washing vegetables, Mu Rouzang rubbed his sour back and laughed: "Feng Xun, be careful, don't stain a beautiful skirt."

"Cousin!" Mu Fengyi smiled at her while washing her vegetables.

Mu Rouzang walked over to help her: "Where's Wangcai bitch?"

"In the kitchen, Wang Caizi said it was too hot in front of the stove, and asked me to help hand wash things." The well next to this kitchen is the one in front of the old house of Mu Rouzang's house. Tree, summer just happens to block the sun.

"The meal should be almost there!"

Wang Caisong heard Mu Rouzang's voice, and probed from the kitchen door: "Girl, the kitchen is too hot, still stand outside. Don't come in." Only then Mu Rouzang found that she was sweating.

"Wangcai sister-in-law, you have to work hard to cook some mung bean paste after you have eaten rice. This hot day is afraid of the big guy's heatstroke, or should you cook more tea and drink, can you still have rock candy?"

Wangcai's daughter-in-law listened: "Girl, that relationship is good. The slave's kid loves to drink rustling, sweet green bean paste. After I cook it, I will put it in Jingli Town for a few hours, wait until I collected the rest of the peach in the afternoon, so I could just drink it. "

Mu Rou Sang washed the vegetables and took them out: "Well, that's the case. Is there enough food at home?"

Wangcai's wife couldn't close her mouth: "Enough, it's enough, it's bacon, bacon, and a piece of dried rabbit meat." This rabbit meat was ordered by Mo Rouzang in the morning to kill Wangcai in Shimoda.

"Fortunately, two rabbit meats were prepared, but at noon, I had to ask Uncle Wang Cai to slaughter two more. I would not eat bacon at night, kill two live ones, and steam a bacon." Because everyone Volunteer came to help, Mu Rouzang naturally had to do the landlord's friendship.

"Okay, girl, this kind of food is generally inferior to others. How can you treat such people with such good things?" Wangcai's wife wanted to say something intimate and expressed her sincere heart.

Mu Rouzang heard the words but was not happy: "What are those people? On the one hand, my brother's classmates, those who have a promising future, and on the other hand are sent by Master Yang, but that's only the Yang family. It's not our house, my sister-in-law, and the sister-in-law can't say such kind words in the future. "

Wangcai's wife turned pale: "Girl, it was the slave's fault, it was the slave who did not think clearly."

"Forget it, you need to pay attention to talking later. Fortunately, there are no people in this kitchen yard."

"Yes, girl!"

Mu Rou Sang and Feng Yan picked up all the greens into the pan: "But can you eat with just a few greens?"

Wang Cai's daughter-in-law, like Qin Er'an, cooks the meat first, and then burns the vegetables with the oil in the pot. Not to mention, the oil and water in the Mu family are sufficient now, so the fried vegetables are more flavorful. fresh.

Wangcai's wife picked up and responded, "I only ate two small soup buns in the morning. The girl must be hungry early, and the slaves will go and cook the vegetables, and they can start cooking immediately."

Mu Rouzang nodded, motioned her to go cooking faster, looked back, and saw Mu Fengyu playing with water.

"Phoenix, your sleeves are wet!" In the end, it's just a five-year-old child, unlike Mu Rou Sang, whose inner core is an adult.

Mu Fengxuan raised his head and blinked with big eyes: "Cousin, look at the water, it's fun, it's cold, I've washed the dishes for so long, and I don't feel hot at all."

"Well, that's natural. There are jujube trees to shade you and well water to cool you down. Can it heat you?"

"Cousin, when will this Chinese date be eaten?" Mu Feng choked with saliva and looked up to see the Chinese dates.

The little sun shining through the leaves fell into her bright eyes. It was so bright that even those dark green leaves became tender.

Mu Rouzang put out her little finger to poke her small forehead: "A big peach at home is not enough to fill your belly, and I think of this sour stuff."