Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Chapter 118 Don't See Me Outside
Standing on the open space at the door, looking at the looming dark green in the mist in the distance, she felt itchy again, not knowing when she would be able to get a glimpse of it in its entirety.

Meng Qingping took out the pickaxe and saw his granddaughter standing at the door in a daze, so he asked with concern, "Why doesn't Ci'er sleep more?"

"Grandfather, Ci'er can't sleep."

"It's no good if you can't sleep. Children still need to sleep more, so that they can grow well."

Fu Xinci saw that her grandfather had also learned how to think about things, so she had no choice but to stop talking.

"Grandfather, do we have to collect all the grass we pull out?"

"Well, there are a lot of big wormwood on this large grassland. Let's dig it down and dry it. It's good to keep the fire to warm the house in winter."

Hearing his grandfather mentioned warming the house, Fu Xinci suddenly remembered something, "Grandfather, let's also build an earth dragon in our house, so that the house can be warm."

"Oh, look at my brain, if Ci'er doesn't say anything, grandfather will forget about it. When nephew Qi Xian comes, I have to inform him first."

"Father, Brother Qi also said that the Qianhu Office will probably send us bricks and tiles today."

"It's good to send bricks and tiles, so our house will be built faster."

Meng Qingping also wanted his family's life to be on the right track soon, he didn't want to sleep in the same room with so many people every day, and he still slept sitting up.

"My old waist, I really want to lie on the bed and stretch it properly."

"Grandfather, here are all kangs."

"The heated kang is even better. Grandpa heard from your Uncle Qi that the heated kang is good for roasting the waist."

The grandparents and grandchildren were chatting, but their hands were also busy.

After a while, Meng Qingping realized that the strength of his granddaughter's small hands was actually better than that of a grown man.

"Ci'er."

"What's wrong with grandpa?" Fu Xinci was only focused on talking to his grandfather, and didn't pay attention to the wormwood he pulled out. Every tree was very neat, with all the roots.

And her speed is not slow, almost the same as her grandfather's pawing speed.

The most important thing is that someone had to pick up the grass roots on the ground that my grandfather dug up, but there was not a single grass root left in the place where Fu Xinci pulled it out.

Even though Meng Qingping was well-informed, he didn't want to understand this situation.

When Qi Yuanshan and his son came over, Fu Xinci and his family were sitting at the door having breakfast.

The thick boiled millet porridge, served with boiled potatoes mixed with straw mushroom and soy sauce, is really the most simple and delicious.

Qi Yuanshan and his son rode over and smelled it as soon as they got close.

"smell good."

"Xiang came over to eat a bowl, and brought your father and son's share."

"Hey, I knew I'd take my portion." Qi He ran into the kitchen as he said that, seeing that the cauldron really contained their father and son's portions, he filled out two bowls of millet porridge.

"Father, this bowl is for you."

"You child." I had a meal at Meng's house yesterday noon, and came over to eat again this morning, Qi Yuanshan still couldn't get rid of this face.

After all, there is a shortage of food in this area. The father and son came to Meng's house to eat, and he was afraid that some people in Meng's house would not have enough to eat.

"If you are told to eat, you will eat it. If there is not enough food, I will not let you father and son." Meng Qingping really said it.

Qi Yuanshan took the bowl and squatted between Meng Qingping and his son.Warm and sticky millet porridge, take a sip and feel comfortable from the heart.

Qi Yuanshan took a mouthful of millet porridge, and couldn't help sighing secretly: Uncle Meng's millet porridge is better, not only is it thicker, but the rice is also fragrant, unlike the military rations in their guards, most of them are old grains, the cooked rice porridge There is no such smell.

Fu Yu was still used to eating without saying a word, and waited for him to put down the bowls and chopsticks before mentioning it to Qi Yuanshan: "Brother Qi, can the Qianhu Office send us bricks and tiles today?"

"Hey, look at my memory, if Brother Fu doesn't ask me, I'll forget about it, and the Qianhu Office will send you bricks and tiles today." Qi Yuanshan patted himself on the head embarrassedly and said .

Mentioning bricks and tiles, Meng Qingping took over the conversation, "Yuanshan, uncle has something to tell you."

"Uncle, tell me you don't need to see me."

"Ci'er reminded me of this matter yesterday, otherwise I would have forgotten it." Meng Qingping told me about wanting to repair the earth dragon in the house.

"Uncle, repairing earth dragons is a good thing. It's much warmer in winter, but it's just that we have to go to the Qianhu Office to hire craftsmen. The people in our guards don't know how to repair earth dragons."

"The matter of hiring a craftsman, uncle will leave it to you."

"Uncle, don't worry, I will definitely arrange it for you."

After Qi Yuanshan finished speaking, he explained a few words to Lao Jin, and then rushed to the Qianhu Office in person.

Qi He: He stayed today to help Grandpa Meng with work.

Fu Xinci: If Brother Qi stays to work, she will feel balanced.

After a short rest after dinner, the family went to work again.

Today, perhaps because of her peace of mind, Fu Xinci found that there were a lot of wild leeks and wild garlic in the field.

These two are good things. Not only can they be eaten in stir-fries, but they can also be used as pickles.

Meng Qingping and his son also collected the ones that were dug out before, but they were thrown in a mess outside the kitchen because no one was picking them up at home.

"we…."

Fu Xinci wanted to say, use wild leeks to make pies or rolls at night.But thinking that their family's food has seriously exceeded the standard these days, they didn't say it.

"...?"

Seeing her grandfather looking at her, Fu Xinci said, "Pick up those wild leeks and wild garlic in the evening, and let's make pickles."

"To make pickles, you have to buy jars," Fang said.

"Our family just moved here, so we haven't had time to prepare these things yet." Meng Qingping just remembered that the last time they went shopping in the town, they didn't think about it at all.

"This year we have to prepare two tanks, one for pickled vegetables and one for sauerkraut."

"I also remembered what Ci'er said. Yuan Shan told me that sauerkraut must be accumulated in winter here."

"Grandpa Meng, my father also said that we need to dry the vegetables."

"Well, it seems that we will be busy in the next few days. In order to have vegetables to eat in winter, we need to prepare more." Apparently Meng Qingping finally remembered that it is cold here in winter.

Fu Xinci: I want to go to the beach more. If I can really go to the beach, the people here will not be hungry in winter.

It's just that he needs to communicate well with his grandfather about this matter.Don't let her mother know, otherwise nothing will be discussed.

Qi Yuanshan was a man of action, so he drove back in the afternoon with the craftsmen from Qianhusuo and ten blue bricks from mule carts.

Looking at the long convoy and the blue bricks on the mule cart, many people stopped their work and stopped to watch.

"Fifth brother, these green bricks are all shipped to the second brother's family." A member of the Meng clan said to Meng Wuye in a very firm tone.

"Does it need to be said, our pockets are cleaner than our faces now." Meng Wuye mercilessly hit a group of people.

(End of this chapter)