Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 199 Go, follow me home
The sky has not yet darkened, and the public kitchen in Beicun is at the busiest time of cooking, and there are noisy sounds of pots, pans and women chatting inside and outside the kitchen.

The smell of smoke and food enveloped the place, and you could tell what someone was eating at night just by smelling it.

It is strictly forbidden to start a stove on the second floor, and the only requirement on the first floor is not to start a stove at the door of the house.Because there are bamboo poles hanging under the eaves, on which clothes are dried, cooking oil and firewood smoke will inevitably smoke neighbors' clothes and cause unnecessary quarrels.

At the same time, burning a lot of firewood will blacken the white walls, which will affect the cleanliness and beauty.

The pots and stoves in the big kitchen are not distributed according to households, and cooking has to be done on a first-come, first-served basis.

The fragrance can not only float out from the stove, but also the fragrance from the outside can float in through the window.

Today is stewed spring bamboo shoots with stick bones.

"Tch~" The woman in the blue-and-white-flowered headscarf turned her head and spat disdainfully on the ground, "A pickled slut is offering sacrifices every day like an ancestor!"

With a kitchen knife in the woman's hand, she was chopping even faster, and the fresh and tender spring leeks were cut into sections for pancakes.

The wind brought the scent over again, and she sniffled silently inhaling the rich meat scent, looking at the charcoal stove and the crock with steaming lid diagonally opposite the window, not sure if it was jealousy or envy.

The closed door was opened from the inside, and a young man in his twenties walked out. He walked with one shoulder high and the other shoulder low, holding a small pot in his right hand.

Support the left leg, bend the knee, drag the right leg straight to the left for a brief moment, and continue to move forward with the left leg.

Is a lame.

He took a piece of folded cloth from the window sill, knelt down and put down the small pot, grabbed the long-handled wooden spoon on the lid of the crock pot, and lifted the lid with the cloth.

Holding the wooden spoon, he stirred a few times in the crock and put it down, then turned around and grabbed the small jar, dug a spoonful of salt with the small bamboo spoon inside and poured it into the soup.

He picked up the wooden spoon and stirred it a few more times, scooped some up to his mouth, blew it cool, took a sip, rolled his eyes and smiled with satisfaction, and looked up at the main road in the direction of Nancun.

I didn't see the figure I wanted to see, so I closed the lid and put away my things, grabbed the small jar and went back to the house.

The woman in the calico turban rolled her eyes at the re-closed door, but her chopping of leeks slowed down.

It's one thing for Jixiang's demeanor to look down upon, but who doesn't envy this kind of way of hurting his mother-in-law to the bottom of his heart?

Firewood was not allowed on the first floor, so people went to the brick kilns to spend money on charcoal stoves and earthen pots.

You can collect charcoal by burning firewood in a large stove, and you can exchange it for two pennies when you save a jar full of firewood. If you look down on him, you will always look down on him, but everyone has nothing against money.

There is no need to chat, just go to him with the carbon can, pour out the carbon, and take the two coins.

He would go to the mountains every now and then to set traps, and he would not sell the prey he had trapped, but would just make soup for his annoying mother-in-law!

I don't know how he got Mr. Jing's favor, and he couldn't find out how much money he borrowed.

Anyway, recently, when I go to the county in the village's ox cart from time to time, I cut slivers of meat and come back, sometimes I also buy pig hearts, livers, lungs and so on.

I often see him squatting by the canal and carefully cleaning up those internal organs with plant ash. The brine and spices make those things smell like half the dormitory building. The children in the family are so greedy that they want to eat meat.

The cleaned stick bones are nothing to eat, but the stewed soup is very fragrant.

In the entire Beicun, there are really not many families like his family who eat meat with a lot of money. They are indeed the kind of lowly people who come out of the gold cave, and they don't know how to live at all!
No family can withstand such evil deeds!
The woman in the calico kerchief snorted heavily, and shoveled the kitchen knife against the cutting board, and shoveled the chopped leeks into the basin.

She pursed her lips and took a deep breath, twitching the corners of her mouth, forget it, just break it, season it, wrap it in a pancake and eat it as it is.

"Yo~ tsk tsk, I just said that this kind of shoulder can't be lifted, and it can only spread its legs to serve men. What are you doing when you pick up pickled goods~ You can wash your clothes and wash yourself together, it's really ridiculous~"

This high-pitched laughing voice pulled the woman in the flower jacket's gaze out of the window, and Sanpo He lay on the railing on the second floor, clapping her hands and laughing gleefully.

She poked her head out a little and glanced to the left, her whole body was wet, she was holding a basin and carrying a bucket, bowing her head and shrugging her shoulders and walking fast, wasn't it Caijuan?
She snorted contemptuously, "Yes!"

There are two backers of the girl and Mr. Jing behind the woman, she usually keeps her eyebrows low and doesn't say a word, she can't find anything wrong, even if everyone hates her, they dare not do anything to her.

"It's time to wash off her filthy body. She smells like a fox from a long distance! Every day when I pass by my door, my useless eyes look straight!" A woman who came in with firewood fiercely Spit on the ground.

"Hey! Don't mention it, the one in my house is too! It's all because of that vixen! You can't walk well, what's wrong with you!" Everyone walked a few steps in front of them.

"Haha~ What do people rely on for food, what do you rely on for food, your waist is not soft, it doesn't look like it~"

The young woman who got a seat on the other side looked at her nondescript walking posture with a smile, grabbed a handful of dried pine needles from her firewood basket, lit a fire and stuffed them into the stove.

The pine needles pricked and burned quickly, she quickly grabbed a few twigs to set the fire, her cheerful face was a little smug, her man didn't like Caixia's skinny figure.

He said that the kind of dry wood is sure to hold the diaphragm head, but it is more comfortable to hold it with flesh like hers.

However, she imitated Caijuan's weakness in front of her man, Liu Fufeng swayed her waist and twisted once, and then she looked at him with flying eyes and a smile, stretched out her hand to hook the rope that tied his trousers, it was the first time in her life that she saw him so crazy
When I went downstairs to make breakfast the next day, the person downstairs sneaked up and complained to her, telling her to be quiet in the future, and she didn't sleep well all night.

All kinds of ridicule and ridicule kept pouring into her ears from all around, Caijuan lowered her head almost to her chest, and quickened her pace.

It doesn't matter, they can talk if they want to talk...

The girl said that as long as she behaved properly, she could stay in the village.

She bit her lips tightly, shivering from the cold, and her eyes were a little sore.

The girl said that they...they...just stood on the moral high ground to seek superiority over her...

Regardless of whether she has done anything that actually hurt them, the deep-rooted concept cannot be pried
Being able to go ashore is already a great fortune. In this world, except for life and death, everything else is trivial
She kept encouraging herself, trying not to let the tears fall.

The uncle said that there is no empathy in this world, and people's sorrows and joys are not connected.It doesn't matter what other people think of her, as long as the person who cares about her is fine.

A shambling figure hurried towards her, lightened his hand suddenly, and an anxious voice sounded above his head, "Why did this happen? Come on, come home with me and change into something warmer first."

She raised the back of her hand to wipe her eyes, and her vision became clear. His back was walking in a hurry, and the high and low shoulders became more obvious.

A room, a simple room, with a cloth curtain drawn to separate the bed inside is the front hall.

He went to Uncle Wei in advance and told him that he wanted to separate the family, so he allocated a room.

In front of the old bustard that day, he also said the same: "Come, come home with me."

(End of this chapter)