90: The male protagonist surrenders to the state and I make a fortune as a factory director.

Chapter 11 Rice Milling
She waved Miao Xiaohe over.

"Xiaohe, let's eat potatoes tonight, okay?"

Miao Xiaohe was currently playing with a toy gun carved from wood that his father gave him before his death. He nodded when he heard Miao Xiaomiao's words.

"Yeah, Xiaohe likes to eat beans."

Miao Xiaomiao smiled, then went to the back of the yard to get a backpack, and took Miao Xiaohe towards the vegetable field at home.

Because of his injury, this time, Miao Xiaomiao did not hold Miao Xiaohe, but asked him to follow her towards the field.

The Miao family's vegetable field is not very far away, only a few hundred meters away from their house.

At this time, the vegetable field was not growing well because there was no care from the parents.

Miao Xiaomiao walked to a sparse vegetable patch, picked up a hoe and dug in.

Soon, Miao Xiaomiao dug out a lot of potatoes in the field.

These potatoes were planted when Miao Xiaomiao's father was still alive, but it's not the potato harvest season yet, so the potatoes dug out by Miao Xiaomiao are all small.

Miao Xiaomiao dug out these small potatoes one by one and put them into the basket, and then walked towards the back mountain with Miao Xiaohe.

Miao Xiaomiao was taking care of the chickens at home during this period, so she had to cut some wild vegetables to feed the chickens with rice bran.

By the time Miao Xiaomiao returned home carrying a basket full of wild vegetables, it was already dark.

She scooped water out of the water tank, washed the potatoes in the basket one by one with their skins on, and then put them in the pot to boil.

After all this was done, Miao Xiaomiao found another wooden board, took out the wild vegetables in the basket and chopped them into fine pieces, then took a large spoonful of rice bran, added water, mixed the wild vegetables and mixed it together.

"Sister, I'm going to feed the chickens."

As Miao Xiaohe said that, he picked up the chicken feeding basin and staggered towards the chicken pen in the backyard.

I don’t have too many chickens at home, just five or six. Fortunately, there are two egg-laying hens, so I can have a few eggs at home.

Miao Xiaomiao thought, now that the family has little income, she can get a few more chicks to raise at home later. When they are raised like this, the roosters can be sold for money, and the eggs laid by the hens can also be sold for money. This will increase the number of chickens in the family. some income.

She walked back to the kitchen, where the potatoes were already cooked.

Miao Xiaomiao picked up the scoop and scooped up the potatoes. Then she fetched a basin of cold water and used the cold water to tear off the skins of the potatoes.

By the time Miao Xiaohe came back from feeding the chickens, Miao Xiaomiao had already torn out the potato skins from a small pot.

There was also a small bowl of dipping water on the side.

After Miao Xiaohe washed his hands, he took a potato, pointed to the dipping water in the bowl, and said to Miao Xiaomiao:
"Sister, it's hot."

"Yeah, it's spicy. Xiaohe, please don't eat it."

"It's spicy, my stomach hurts after eating it."

Miao Xiaohe said, picked up a potato, dipped it in some water, and then handed it to Miao Xiaomiao.

"Sister eat."

Miao Xiaomiao smiled, then opened her mouth and ate the potato.

The siblings felt very comfortable without their aunt and family here.

In the evening, Miao Xiaomiao boiled water early and gave Miao Xiaohe a bath before going to bed early.

Early the next morning, Miao Xiaomiao prepared the rice she would take to town to grind.

This was the rice harvested when their parents were still alive. Several bags of rice left were still piled in the room, enough for the two siblings to eat for a year or two.

She called Miao Xiaohe up, put on his clothes, and took him to the village where the carriage was waiting.

Also waiting together was Zhang Qinghe, the aunt who had helped Miao Xiaomiao drive away Miao Cuilan's family yesterday. "Miaomiao, what are you going to town to buy this early in the morning?"

"My aunt and her family are staying at my house these days. Instead of eating all the rice, I will take some millet to the town and grind it."

"Hey, your aunt is such a grown-up person, so it's not a shame to bully you two siblings without the support of adults at home."

"Come here, Auntie will carry it for you, and you can hold onto your brother."

After Zhang Qinghe finished speaking, he took the basket from Miao Xiaomiao's back and placed it on the ground.

"Auntie, no need, I can carry it."

"It's no use. How much effort can a little girl have? Come on."

Miao Xiaomiao did not pack too much rice. The two siblings could only eat half a catty of rice a day at home. Miao Xiaomiao only packed more than 20 catties in the basket.

Mainly because I ran out of gas and other things at home, I had to buy some things from home later, so I only brought this little rice.

"Miaomiao, if there is no rice at home in the future, just ask your brother to grind rice. Your brother is on vacation during this period. Just ask him to grind it for you in town. This will save you having to carry it back and forth. of."

"Okay, I understand, thank you, Auntie."

"Thank you, thank you. After all, we are still a family."

As soon as he spoke like this, the carriage arrived.

The carriage driver is an old man from the village. He starts soliciting customers on time at around six o'clock every morning, and now at around seven o'clock, it is already the second time the old man has solicited customers.

When the carriage was stationary, Miao Xiaomiao and everyone got on the carriage together, while Zhang Qinghe helped Miao Xiaomiao lift the basket onto the carriage.

Soon, the car arrived at the town, and the town was busy in the morning. By 11:30, most people had dispersed.

Zhang Qinghe helped Miao Xiaomiao carry the rice to the rice milling place, and then separated from Miao Xiaomiao.

Miao Xiaomiao weighed the rice with the boss and put it in the store. She took Miao Xiaohe to visit the vegetable market in the town.

Although this vegetable market is only in a town, people from eight nearby villages come here to buy and sell goods, and it is extremely lively at this time.

When Miao Xiaomiao and Miao Xiaohe passed by the bun shop, they saw the little guy licking his lips with sharp eyes, and felt funny in his heart.

"Is Xiaohe hungry?"

"Sister, Xiaohe is not hungry. Xiaohe will go home and have a meal."

Miao Xiaomiao looked at her brother's tough mouth, a smile flashed on her face, and then she went to the boss and bought a meat bun.

"Sister, Xiaohe is not hungry, your bag is expensive."

Miao Xiaomiao looked at her brother's sensible appearance, and a flash of sadness flashed through her heart. Such a sensible brother was beaten to death by Miao Cuilan's family in his previous life.

She will definitely avenge this revenge.

"Eat quickly, it will be cold in a while."

When Miao Xiaohe heard Miao Xiaomiao's words, he hesitated, broke the bun into one large and one small, and then handed the larger half to Miao Xiaomiao.

"The buns are delicious, sister will eat them."

Miao Xiaomiao did not refuse, took the bun and started eating it.

Although she was married to a lame man in her previous life, the lame man's family was in the brewing business and they did not criticize her harshly regarding money.

In addition, Laizi is a person who pays great attention to food and drink, so he eats well every meal. Although Miao Xiaomiao suffered domestic violence every day at that time, many people were still inferior to him when it came to eating.

(End of this chapter)