Farmers earn a living with their sons to make money

Chapter 10 Marriage is Hard to Find

Chapter 10 Marriage is Hard to Find (1)
In the blink of an eye, it was another day. On this day, Yun Zirao was preparing to make lunch. When she went to the kitchen, she opened the rice jar and found that the rice in the house was exhausted.

Before, Hua Xiaoyao was always cooking, Yun Zirao was lying on the bed, eating very little, taking medicine every day, and drinking medicine was full.

Now that her body has recovered, Hua Xiaoyao left all the family affairs to Yun Zirao.

"Master Hua, there is no rice at home!" Yun Zirao walked into the courtyard, and Hua Xiaoyao was sitting in front of the wooden table with several herbs on the table, teaching the meat buns to identify them.

"Go to my room, there is a small black urn on the lattice shelf against the wall, take five Wen in it, and go to Mrs. Qin's house to buy two catties of rice!"

Hua Xiaoyao waved his hand, Yun Zirao lowered his head and entered Hua Xiaoyao's room.

The room is very simple, a dark bed, a broken wardrobe, inside are two gray and black clothes that Yun Zirao washed for Hua Xiaoyao yesterday, there is a table by the window, and there is a stone under the corner of the table. blocks to maintain balance.

There is paper and ink on the table, and two brushes, which look like they were handmade by Hua Xiaoyao himself, with curved barrels.

Between the table and the closet, there is a three-tiered grid shelf, with a total of twelve grids, most of which contain bottles, cans, and books. The edge of the second layer is the black color that Hua Xiaoyao said. small urn.

Yun Zirao carefully carried the small urn to the table, lifted the lid of the black urn, and reached in to get the money, two pieces of silver, the size of an adult's thumb, and more than a dozen copper plates, with the words "Jin Sheng Tong Bao" engraved on it.

Jin Sheng Tong Bao? !
The copper plates were about the size of a modern one-yuan coin. Yun Zirao counted five, put the rest back into the black urn, put the black urn back in its original place, and turned around to leave Hua Xiaoyao's room.

"Master Hua, I'm going to Mrs. Qin's house to buy rice right now!"

"Well, let's go!"

Mrs. Qin is also cooking in the kitchen. Mrs. Qin’s husband, Uncle Liu, went hunting in the mountains three years ago and injured his leg.

The heavy work in the field was also handed over to Mrs. Qin and her two sons. Mrs. Qin’s eldest son, Liu De, is 16 years old this year. Mrs. Qin has been looking for a husband’s house for him, but this month, Yueshan Village is not only poor, but also very remote. The nearest village to Yueshan Village is more than ten miles away.

Although Aunt Qin and Uncle Liu's family have a good reputation in Yueshan Village and are good people, Liu De's marriage has never been settled.

"Sister Yun is here, are you here to find my mother?" Liu De was chopping firewood in the yard, and when he saw Yun Zirao walking towards him, he quickly stood up, rubbed his hands, and opened the low yard for Yun Zirao. Door.

Several hens were clucking in a corner of the yard, and one of them had seven or eight chicks behind him, fluffy and very cute.

"Is Aunt Qin at home? I've run out of rice at home, so I'm here to buy some!"

"Mother, Sister Yun is here!" Liu De yelled towards the kitchen, Yun Zirao smiled, and stood in the yard, her eyes following the chickens.

Aunt Qin washed her hands, rolled up the apron around her waist, and hurried out of the kitchen. The water droplets on her hands were gradually wiped clean by the apron.

"Ms. Qin, I'm here to buy some rice for cooking at noon, only to find out that the rice at home is gone!" Yun Zirao said embarrassedly, and Mrs. Qin smiled and took Yun Zirao to the table under the grape arbor in her yard. Sit down at the wooden table.

"You wait here and drink some tea. My aunt goes to the kitchen and puts out the fire in the stove, and I will come to fill you with rice!"

"Okay, thank you ma'am!"

"Mother, brother, I'm back. Look, I dug out two nests of bird eggs on the mountain!" Mrs. Qin's youngest son is named Liu Cai, a naughty little boy, nine years old this year.

(End of this chapter)

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