Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Chapter 174 They are about the same age

Chapter 174 They are about the same age

Qi He: He needs to observe more in the future, and remember what Sister Fu doesn't like to eat, and he will eat it for Sister Fu, so that others won't say that Sister Fu is hypocritical.

Fu Xinci didn't know Qi He's plan yet, so she continued to educate him, "In fact, hot pot is also available in this season. There is no sauerkraut, and we can use all kinds of green vegetables."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. It's just that there is no brass hot pot, no small iron pot, and no small yellow clay stove at home. There are no forced substitutes, so I can't eat." Fu Xinci has it in her space, but she doesn't Dare to take it out.

"I'll ask my dad to buy it tomorrow."

"Okay." Fu Xinci also wanted to eat seafood shabu-shabu, but she was not satisfied with the vegetables in this season.

It should be too late to grow it yourself.

She has wood-type abilities, so she can do it anytime.

The two of them were whispering together, Qi He raised his volume from time to time, and Grandpa Meng who was very close to them was also hooked by his granddaughter's words.

But Meng Wuye is most concerned about one thing now, "Merciful, can these clams be dried?"

"Yes. But wait until they spit out the sand and dry it."

Fu Xinci's words shocked the expressions of the little old men, and there was one thought in their hearts, taking advantage of the fact that the second brother didn't embarrass them today, they should pick as many clams as possible.

Go back and spit out the sand, dry it out, and save it for the family in winter.

Thinking of the cold winter, the hands of the little old men are even more restless.

There is no way, the second brother gave them a good face today, and I don't know if they will have such a chance in the future?
Grandpa Meng saw their every move, and thought to himself: If you haven't experienced the beatings in the cold winter here, you will know how to live and save.

The carriage was full, and a donkey cart was also full, but the last donkey cart, Grandpa Meng, was only half full.What was left was filled with several large bags of clams.

Meng Qishan never imagined that his father would pick up so many clams that his outer shirt was full.

The two double sticks were also very surprised, their father was so good at picking.

Fifth Master Meng also showed his skills today, and now he was walking back, showing off to his two grandsons, "Yuwen, Yuwu, is grandfather not yet old?"

"Yes." Although the two children felt tired, they were in good spirits. They were as happy as their grandfather watching their grandfather pick up so many clams.

They have all eaten this kind of clam at the second uncle's house before, and it tastes very fresh. Whether it is stewed soup or stir-fried vegetables, it will taste good if some are added.

They don't dare to extravagantly think about eating a few catties at a meal now, they are so prodigal, they have to plan for winter.

...

Alas, it was okay when we came, everyone was sitting in the donkey cart.

When we went back, the donkey cart was full of seafood, so we all had to walk back.

To borrow a sentence from Master Meng Wu, "We all took advantage of the second brother, but we dare not hold back the second brother."

Maybe it's because everyone has hope in their hearts, even the way back doesn't feel long.

On the other side of the creek, there are women looking at this side from time to time.

The one with the good eyes who saw the people following the carriage and the donkey cart shouted loudly, "They're all back."

"Are they all back?"

"Well, I saw our family's thirteen." Shuangbang's mother saw the tired face of her child's father from a long distance away, so she ran to the other side of the small river worriedly.

Meng Shisanye was also the first to see his wife, so he forced himself to tell his wife: "My lady, let's carry the clams wrapped in my coat back together."

"Husband, have you also gone to dig clams?" Zhou said with some reproach: "Don't you know what your own physique is? You still do everything."

"Hush, lady, we took advantage today." Master Shisan Meng repeated what his second brother said to his wife.

Zhou Shi babbled, and it took a long time to say: "So you are desperate to take advantage of the second brother?"

Zhou's words happened to be heard by Grandpa Meng, and the smile on his face became even bigger.Xindao: As for the words of the thirteenth daughter-in-law, the two can get along.

This side was moving things from the donkey cart in a mess, and several families on the other side of the river also got the letter, and came over to help a few little old men move things home.

Meng Qiye's eldest son called out a little shyly, "Second Uncle," before helping his father carry the clam back.

The father and son talked while walking back, "Father, you have picked up a lot of clams today. It weighs more than [-] catties."

"I don't know how much it weighs. At that time, there was only one thought in my mind. If I pick up more, our family will have a better winter."

Fifth Aunt Meng, who was following them, swallowed the words of complaining about her old man after hearing what they said.

Zhou's complaints could not be uttered, and she mustered up her strength and walked home with a large bag of clams.

Fu Xinci: Unexpectedly, there are female men in this era.

They are sorting seafood here, and some people on the other side of the river can't sit still.

Looking at those houses, one family brought back a large bag of clams, none of which was less than twenty catties.

Pan's eyes were so hot that she hurried home to find her mother-in-law.

After hearing this, Mrs. Ma was also jealous. In her mind, sea food is serious and meaty, especially clams, which are a whole piece of meat when the skin is removed.

"Mother, we know that this sea creature is the most nourishing."

"That's not true." Meng Qizhong was also indignant in his heart, and his mouth was full of resentment. "Father, why does Second Uncle only give them clams and not us?"

Third Master Meng didn't know how to answer his eldest son.

At this moment, a little girl who was about the same age as Fu Xinci ran in from the outside, with a mean look on her face, she looked seven or eight times like Pan's.

The little girl entered the room and saw that her father was angry, so she told the news she had just heard outside.

"They all went to the beach with the family on the other side of the river. The people there said, let them pick up whatever they want, and whatever they pick up belongs to them."

Because Fu Xinci's family treats Ke'er well, Meng Yuxia doesn't like to see that family.

Especially that dead girl Pianzi named Fu Xinci, they are about the same age, why can she get the care of Mr. Qi and his son.

Every time, seeing Fu Xinci and Qi He together from a distance, she would have a gloomy face.

If President Qi's son treated her as well as he did to Fu Xinci, their family would not live in thatched cottage and live a tight life.

There will also be large tracts of land, and there will be bright brick houses to live in.

She sneaked across the river to see Fu Xinci's new house.Because the yard hasn't been enclosed yet, she can see it clearly.

At one glance, that bright glass window was the source of all her envy.

When they were in the capital, their original home was Sanjinyuan, and it was not as good as Fu Xinci's new home.

(End of this chapter)

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