The husband is the hunter

Chapter 14

After dinner, Shen Yuanyuan went back to her room to embroider the dowry, Sun and Shen Dashan were in the kitchen preparing raw food for the next day's stall, and everyone else went back to their respective rooms.

Fang Lin carried an old quilt from Mrs. Shen, and the two sisters took off their clothes and folded them on the bedside as pillows, so they had a place to live.

After tidying up the room for most of the day, Fang Min was so exhausted that he fell asleep shortly after lying down, but Fang Lin couldn't fall asleep for a long time. When it fell, the moonlight penetrated into the window, and the floating dust in the air seemed so clear.

Fang Lin thought that life probably couldn't go on like this. Although my aunt had agreed to let her live here, both Shen Guangzong and Shen Ping'an had reached the age of marrying a wife. If someone really came to say goodbye, then they definitely couldn't live here any longer. of.

For some reason, the image of Duan Nanshan suddenly appeared in her mind. That night when he sent herself down the mountain to go home, when he parted at the intersection, he said "wait for me." His eyes were full of seriousness and determination.

Finally, in a trance, Fang Lin fell asleep.

Before the fifth watch, someone knocked on the door outside, and Sun yelled, "Sister Lin, are you up yet?"

Fang Lin is used to getting up early on weekdays, and she was putting on her clothes at the moment. She was afraid of waking Fang Min, and she walked lightly. She didn't expect such a sudden noise, so she had to answer, "Auntie, I'm getting up. Come right away."

"Then hurry up, get up and go to the kitchen to make steamed cakes. Chai I asked Guangzong to carry to the kitchen last night." After a few words of advice, Mrs. Sun wrapped her clothes and went back to her room to sleep.

Fang Min was woken up after all, she rubbed her eyes, "It's still dark, what are you doing up?"

"Sleep with you, don't worry about me." Fang Lin tucked the quilt for her, heard her mutter a few words, and then left the room.

The winter night is long, the stars are still bright at this moment, and the cold wind is blowing. Fang Lin, who just got out of bed not long ago, can't help shivering.

I went to the kitchen in the dark. The glutinous rice was soaking in the pot. Because I was afraid of freezing, I even put the pot and the rice in the pot to cover it at night. After the stove was turned off, the residual heat could last for several hours. Fang Lin touched it. The edge of the pot is still a little warm.

She found a chopstick and put it on the edge of the basin, poured out the excess water, and skillfully lit the fire.Shen Dashan specially got a cart and stuck the stove in the middle, and the larger firewood sticks couldn't fit in, so Fang Lin had to break them into small pieces.

After seeing the fire blazing, she moved the steamer from under the chopping board to the top to heat it up, and then put the rice in the basin and the candied dates washed last night into the steamer.

Baisha Town is not a place where rice is produced. It just so happens that Xiaomiao Village is close to the river. The Shen family has two acres of paddy fields. In previous years, most of the rice they harvested was exchanged for white noodles. Shen Dashan was discussing to do some business, but he didn't expect that he really made money from all these comings and goings.

When Shen Dashan set up the stall, he burned charcoal, but charcoal was expensive. Last night, Mrs. Sun told Fang Lin to burn firewood at home.The dried firewood burns quickly, and Fang Lin has to watch the fire while stirring the rice and dates in the steamer to avoid sticking to the bottom.

(End of this chapter)