Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 115 No more quilts in Nuanba's whole village?

Each family divided the wasteland, and took advantage of the early morning before the village started to reorganize the fields.Various weeds grow along with the winter rape. As long as there is water, the vitality of the weeds is stronger than that of the crops.

As soon as Zhu Yu called for dinner, the kids immediately drove the little wild boar back to the pig house, and rushed to the wasteland to call for people to come back for dinner.

None of Hu Chunsheng's family of three knows how to farm.Since the father and son came to Huanshan Village, they have endless carpentry work every day.Whoever came to ask for some kind of furniture has never been rejected.

Pepper has little strength, and all he does is delicate work for female celebrities, and he has to enlighten the children in the village.The villagers were grateful to them and volunteered to do the work in their fields together.

As soon as Hu Yang entered the dining hall, his eyes fell on Zhu Yu. Seeing that she had a serious face, she didn't see her life in the past, and when she approached, she lowered her head and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhu Yu had a sore back and a sore back, and was suffocated by the pepper, so she pursed her mouth tightly and didn't intend to talk to him.

"Angry at me?" Hu Yang bent his lips, staring at her little face with bulging cheeks, her delicate appearance became more and more lovely.

After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't figure out what she was angry about.

According to her temperament of coming and going quickly, there is no overnight hatred.

Report any revenge on the spot.

He annoyed her yesterday, but he didn't hold on to him afterwards.I enjoyed playing cotton with Uncle Tan all afternoon. After dinner, he also went to work in the carpentry room. There is no reason to be angry in the morning?

Zhu Yu held a pair of chopsticks and stretched out her hand to separate him from him, wanting to put the chopsticks to the side, but she didn't notice that her foot was tripped by his shoes, Hu Yang instinctively grabbed her arm.

Hearing her small muffled snort, I immediately understood why she was upset.Looking back at the people who were chatting and walking in, they pursed their lips and lowered their arms.

I want to help her massage, there are too many people
Shu Yingtong and Xuemei walked into the dining hall side by side, followed by the nagging Jing Chao.

"How can one or two not get married? My loess is buried up to my neck, so please pity me, old man."

Holding up a small porcelain jar, he flattered Shu Yingtong, "Eldest daughter-in-law, can you ask her to receive a complete set of rejuvenating cream? The little girl is from every family, don't leave any regrets for yourself~"

Shu Yingtong paused when he heard this, lowered his head and stared at the small celadon pot with a round belly raised in front of his eyes.

Is this what Jing Yunyan said about the Huan Yan Ointment?
There are a few medicines that are really tricky, and one of them has been auctioned at a trading house for a sky-high price.

The remaining two flavors search can't find it, but it's hard to come by.

"It makes sense." Shu Yingtong took it and handed it to Xuemei.

"Girl." Xuemei hung her hands down, showing embarrassment, "I'm short of hands."

She thinks that she is not so open-minded as to not care about her looks, but there is nothing free in this world, and all gifts have been secretly priced.

"Jing Yunyan promised me." Shu Yingtong stuffed the Huanyan ointment into her hand, "This is between me and him, you don't have to worry about it."

Who knows if he will come back with his life, let's talk about it after taking it, and return it to Mr. Jing after collecting all the ingredients on the medicine list.

The wound on Xuemei's face was caused by helping her block the knife during the scuffle in Xiuji Village, and she repaid the favor, and Jing Yunyan and his son slowly settled the newly owed favor.

"That's right, my eldest daughter-in-law and Ah Yan are still part of the same family, after all." Jing Chao smiled like a wild chrysanthemum, and nodded repeatedly.

He changes the treasures of Qinglan Mountain Villa every year, and dare not brag about anything else, but there is no shortage of medicine.

I don't know why Ah Yan procrastinated to give such a rejuvenating cream, which is not considered a top-level secret recipe.If he had made her happy earlier, he would have married a daughter-in-law long ago, right?

"Then I'll keep it?" Xuemei took it hesitantly, "Thank you girl, thank you Father Jing."

The girl has always been one-sided, and she has no habit of taking things back from others.

There are mixed feelings in her heart, and no amount of compliments can express her gratitude to the girl.He secretly made up his mind that no matter what happens, he will always follow the girl.

There were two baskets of pancakes, several stacks of pickles, and multigrain porridge in a large earthen basin on the table.

The dinner table is always lively, chatting about everything.

Shu Yingtong drank the porridge quietly, and glanced at Zhuyu from the corner of her eye.

Usually at this time, she can support a sparrow's nest by herself, and no matter what other people are talking about the work progress or arrangement, she can insert a few words.

Last night, she chattered and showed off at dinner that she had learned a new skill, how to show off her supernatural power, and made herself a bed of cotton as thick as a brick. After compacting it today and wiring it, she can complete the quilts of Nuanba Village.

"The quilt is ruined?" Shu Yingtong took a chopstick of Zhu Yu's favorite sour taro seedlings and put them in her bowl.

"I can't do anything when I'm ruined." Zhu Yu picked up the bowl with a bitter face, sighed, and drank most of the bowl of miscellaneous grain porridge.

Stretching out his hand to grab another pancake, he gnawed bite after bite bitterly.

"The quilts in Nuanba's whole village are no longer made?"

"Impossible! Don't say I haven't broken my hand. If my hand is broken, I will finish the quilt!"

Zhu Yu has never been a hypocritical person, except for life and death, everything else is trivial.After mourning for a while, he stuffed pancakes into his mouth mouthful like a chicken blood.

"Wait until I make the quilt out, I will cry for you!"

Shu Yingtong looked at her with disgust, "It's better not to come out if you stay at the bottom of the well all your life."

With her mouth full, Zhu Yu poked the pepper on the opposite side who taught her how to read, and muttered indistinctly: "Did the girl call me a frog at the bottom of the well?"

"Believe in yourself, don't ask if it's true." Pepper smiled and broke a piece of pancake and stuffed it into her mouth, "You can teach me, I finally understand what others scolded you for."

Zhu Yu snorted heavily, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a large lump of soy sauce and put it into Shu Yingtong's bowl.

Seeing her frowning, she smiled contentedly, "Hui Ru worked hard~"

Dare to ruin things?
Shu Yingtong closed her eyes forcefully, slowly stirred up the soy sauce and tempeh, and it was extremely difficult to eat it mixed with the porridge.

She really couldn't figure out why this kind of fermented product that smells like feet and can be brushed is so popular...

It's all over your head when you smell it, let alone eat it in your mouth.

"It's a miracle that you haven't been beaten to death." Shu Yingtong put down the bowl, and squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth.

Seeing her laughing and digging into the plate again, she stared at her unbearably, "Dare to try again?"

"Hey hey~ You don't like to eat, but I like to eat~" Awow stuffed it into his mouth, and leaned his face to eat it for Shu Yingtong to see.

"Damn it." Shu Yingtong raised her hand to support her forehead with a cold face.

The people in the dining hall who were about to leave after eating saw them making you come and go, and sat down happily to watch the fun again.

Only Zhu Yu dared to pluck the hair on the tiger's head like this.

"Is my daughter Yulian here?" A loud voice immediately attracted all the attention.

There was an old lady standing at the door, with her gray hair combed meticulously, light eyebrows and single eyelids, high cheekbones and cheekbones, and a mouth full of big yellow teeth.

Standing behind him was a skinny man who looked exactly the same, his eyes fixed on the pancake basket on the table.

　Thanks to Purgatory Snow God for the reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)