Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 182

Shu Yingtong drank a cup of strong tea. As the head of the family, he still had to work hard to keep the old age by example.

It's just that she was lazy, and she was happy to use the natural heater rationally. She put her hand into his robe to warm it up, nestled in his arms and listened to him talk about his childhood.

"The first time I went into the mountains, I had no experience. My master lied to me and told me to relieve myself. He threw me in the mountains and didn't come back for a long time. I knew I was tricked."

He chuckled as he recalled the past, "I was only eight years old that year, and I only had a pocket dagger on my body except for the medicine hoe and basket. The pheasant and the rabbit were quick to react, and they chased for half an hour without finding anything."

"In the end, I had to go to the stream to build a dam to stop the fish. The first time I killed a fish, I lost my guts. This is not the most painful thing. It took a long time to find the flint and it took a long time to make a fire. There was no seasoning. Um...then Probably the worst fish I have ever eaten, bar none."

Since then, his grilled fish skills have improved by leaps and bounds. Later, he went to the mountains to have a companion, and he still ate grilled fish for more than half a year.

It wasn't until the three of them learned to cooperate in hunting, but they still feel sick when they see fish.

Shu Yingtong replied indifferently: "It's okay, at least I'm familiar."

She was not born with space. Before she had no space, she was thrown into the rainforest at the age of ten to perform a production elimination mission without supplies.

Either someone else dies, or she dies.

light a fire?nonexistent.

If there is smoke, the position will be revealed, and no one wants to die.

When the first string of firecrackers crackled and crackled in the village, Shu Yingtong moved his body, and wanted to withdraw his hand just as he took it out of his robe.

The habit of being protected can easily destroy a person's willpower.

Jing Yunyan put the crane cloak together for her, "It's cold outside, you'd better wait here for me, I'll set off firecrackers."

"Not so squeamish." Shu Yingtong got up and stretched her hands and feet, took the plate of firecrackers on the table, and walked out while tearing off the outer cover.

"Yes yes yes..." He followed behind step by step, secretly curling the corners of his mouth.

The sound of firecrackers bid farewell to the old year, and the village was lively for a while and then returned to calm.

Back in the bedroom, Shu Yingtong kicked off her shoes and lay down on the bed, not wanting to move at all. After a busy day, her back was sore and her legs were sore and sleepy.

In a daze, she felt hands taking off her outer clothes and covering her with a quilt, followed by a warm cloth towel to wipe her face and hands.

The sore waist was gently massaged, and when he was about to fall asleep comfortably, he suddenly felt that something was missing on his legs, which immediately aroused goosebumps.

She opened her eyes slightly, stretched out her hand to wrap herself in the quilt and turned over to face inside, muttering dissatisfiedly, "You are a beast... don't, it hurts."

There was a muffled laugh from above, and she came to pull her body again, Shu Yingtong suddenly opened her eyes, sat up abruptly, "Say no!"

His eyes fell on the small white porcelain pot in his hand, and then moved to his meaningful smiling face.

"Knowing that you are in pain, and giving you medicine, what do you think I am going to do? Huh?"

Shu Yingtong twitched the corner of her mouth and reached out to grab it, "I'll do it myself."

Without saying a word, he dug out a lump of light green ointment, covered the lid, and threw the jar on the table, "Good boy, lie down, the medicine will be applied quickly."

half an hour.

Shu Yingtong bit her lip and stared at him, "Are you taking medicine or punishment!"

He took a deep breath and hugged her tightly, sighed helplessly, and said in a hoarse voice that was pitiful, "I'm probably punishing myself. Eat the marrow to know the taste, so it's really sleeping, listen to you hum for a while I probably can't take it anymore."

The longevity lamp illuminates the void and is bright all night, implying longevity and prolonging life, and the incense burns continuously.

The sky was slightly bright, and the sound of firecrackers in the village was lively. Shu Yingtong tore open a plate of more than 100 firecrackers, shook it out to make it flat, lit the fuse and stood aside.

The whole village is filled with the pungent smell of sulfur and nitric acid, and red confetti is scattered everywhere. Early risers like to run around wearing new clothes on the first day of the new year.

When someone's firecrackers had gone off, a swarm of bees rushed up to rummage through the pile of scraps of paper to find the ones with fuses that hadn't exploded.

The new jacket cut from brocade brocade with royal blue blessing pattern made Shuan'er's fleshy face look tender and white. His dark eyes were fixed on the splashing and jumping firecrackers on the ground, and at the same time, he glanced around at the people standing beside him who were eager to try. Other friends.

Shu Yingtong wanted to laugh at that little appearance of being ready for battle, the happiness of boys is really simple.

When the last firecracker sounded, they had already forgotten to be afraid of Shu Yingtong, and they rushed up and squatted on the ground to pick up the intact firecrackers.

"Those with short lead wires can only be stripped and played with, you know?" Shu Yingtong watched them keep picking up firecrackers and stuffing them into their pockets, and couldn't help but exhort, "Tiger, keep an eye on them."

"Hey! Got it!"

Huzi, who is 13 years old after the Chinese New Year, is wearing a new cotton-padded jacket. He doesn't have to work on the first day of the new year.

Previously, he had been in charge of the storehouse to get food for the villagers of Beicun, and the spirited half-child had a mature and stable temperament.

After all, he hasn't grown up yet, and when the Spring Festival comes, he shows his true nature, leading a group of children to pick up firecrackers and play around.

The children couldn't get over the firecrackers, and went to another house in a row. When Shu Yingtong turned around, he saw Jing Yunyan leaning on the door frame with his arms folded and smiling at her.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Shu Yingtong put the incense stick for lighting firecrackers back into the incense tube on the wall beside the door.

He tilted his body and looked at her tenderly, with a beautiful curve on the corner of his mouth, "Well, I was thinking. Actually, you also like those little Douding's, right? Me too. If it's ours, I like it even more."

"Who likes them? It's annoying." Shu Yingtong twirled her fingers that were stained red by the stick of incense sticks, pursed her lips and walked past him.

Jing Yunyan smiled but said nothing, looking at her thin and straight back with doting eyes, "Hard mouth."

Eating fast on the first day of the new year is also called eating disasters.

All the meat dishes were put into the gauze cupboard, and there was no trace of meat on the dining table.

Eat fresh rice in the morning, steam the rice the first day and eat it the next day.It is not allowed to cook fresh rice on the first day of the lunar new year, so it is an auspicious name that is more than festive.

Vegetarian dishes have to be re-made, and the first breakfast of the new year cannot be simple and early.

Shu Yingtong had nothing to do, so he simply went into the kitchen to help.Zhuyu is frying tofu, and Zhenniang is choosing and washing vegetables.

Shu Yingtong squatted beside her and peeled a large head of cabbage, shredded it, seasoned it with cold salad, and added a few drops of fragrant pure sesame oil, but it was a pity that there was no chili powder.

The shredded cabbage was put aside and slowly marinated to taste, and then took a large basin and took out a clay pot.

Burnt taro balls are a must here.

Stir taro powder and water into a paste, adjust the seasoning, take the porcelain soup in one hand, grab the paste with the other hand, and squeeze out a ball from the tiger's mouth.

Dip the porcelain soup in water, pour the scorched taro balls into the boiling water, and cook the balls in a pot. After the meatballs are cooked through, pick them up and put them in a basin.

Stir-fry some soy sauce and add some water to simmer for a while. There is no need to thicken the vegetable juice. Sprinkle chopped green onion before cooking.

The light sauce-colored burnt taro balls are smooth and shiny, with green onions dotted on top. When the plate is shaken, the balls inside tremble.

Shuan'er picked it up several times with chopsticks and slipped away. Holding the chopsticks with a small face, he simply pierced the balls and gnawed triumphantly, "I tell you to run, catch it!"

(End of this chapter)