The fertile farm girl in the portable space

Chapter 49 A Bowl of Fruit Porridge
Coriander checked visually, and there was about an inch of water in the paddy field.Coriander rolled up her trouser legs, walked into the paddy field, untied a small bundle of rice seedlings, put them in her left hand, and started planting rice seedlings like her grandma and mother.Coriander held a handful of seedlings in her left hand, and inserted them quickly with her right hand. She felt that her two bare legs were soaked in water, and it was cold, which was really uncomfortable.While planting, I stepped back and turned to look at what my mother and grandma had planted. The rows of seedlings were very straight no matter whether they were horizontal or vertical, but the ones I planted by myself were a little skewed.When transplanting rice seedlings, you have to pay attention to your body shape. If you move your feet a lot, you will step on a lot of mud puddles, and the old lady will scold with a sharp voice.

After inserting it, the sweat came down. Coriander raised her sore neck, twisted her neck, and raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her head.Suddenly, I felt a pain in my calf, and something sticky was attached to my calf.

God horse thing?snake?Coriander's scalp was numb, and his heart was bristling. He braced himself and raised his calf slightly. It was a super big leech!He was lying on that snow-white calf happily sucking blood.I'm so scared!

"Ah—" Coriander screamed, kicking her legs wildly.

Mrs. Chen and the old lady hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"Leech!" said trembling voice, most afraid of molluscs, they still suck blood, suck your sister!Girl, I'm already malnourished, so I don't have any extra blood to fill your stomach!
"I can't shake it off! Hit it hard with your hands!" Chen shouted anxiously.

"Crack-pump-"

Close your eyes, go all out, Coriander slapped her hard twice, opened your eyes, your calf was red, the scary leech was still sticking to her, sucking blood, and quickly slammed into her flesh Middle drill.There was no intention of letting go and shrinking back.

"I'll do it!" The old lady stepped forward in three steps at a time, and pulled the leech off with a single effort.

"Smelly thing, dare to suck the girl's blood! I want to tear it into pieces!" Coriander was so angry that he wanted to find a sickle.

"A leech can't die easily. You just cut it into pieces and throw it into the water. Each piece can turn into a new leech." The old lady grinned, "Do you still want to cut it?"

"Uh...forget it..." When Xiangcai heard this, she felt that this thing was so evil, her hairs stood on end, she quickly waved her hands, and humbly asked, "Grandma, how can I kill it?"

"Look at my mother." The old lady laughed, picked a straw, quickly turned it over, and threw it far into the sun, "This thing is afraid of the sun, if you look at it later, you will die." Already!"

It turned out to be like this.Coriander felt at ease now, thinking, sure enough, vampires are afraid of the sun!Sure enough, all evil things are afraid of sunlight!Hey, little vampire, you can sunbathe with peace of mind, die early and ascend to heaven early.At any rate, you sucked my girl's blood before you died, you're a full-bodied ghost.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough!"

In the past few days, Mrs. Chen suddenly fell ill. She coughed unceasingly, and couldn't rest her pillow. She sighed, "Oh...mother's body is not good enough!"

"Mother, don't say that. It's spring, and it's cold and hot. It's just that you catch the wind and cold. It's a common thing. Don't you think that many people in the village are like this? It's seasonal."

Coriander comforted her mouth, but she was a little worried in her heart. Chen has no strength for half a month. If he has no strength, he has to lie down, and he can't live comfortably while lying down. He keeps coughing and coughing, and naturally sleeps noisy The house's Dabao and her father couldn't sleep well either.Mrs. Chen was originally a person who couldn't be idle, so she had no strength, so she could only idle. In the field, the burden of the family naturally fell on the old lady's shoulders.After half a month of tossing by Mrs. Chen, my mother has lost a lot of weight, and the coriander can see it in her eyes, but it hurts her heart.

"Oh no, I don't have any strength in my body. I'm going to lie down in the room." Chen supported his heavy and dizzy head, and moved into the room tremblingly.

"Mom, it's time to eat!"

"Don't eat, don't eat, I have no appetite." Chen waved his hands again and again.

Where would it be better not to eat?Wouldn't it be more powerless?Coriander frowned, and Chen couldn't eat it even more when he saw the fishy and greasy meat.

Coriander suddenly thought of something - fruit porridge.Fruit porridge is the favorite of coriander. It is light, delicious and nutritious.

Thinking of this, Coriander went to the fruit farmer to buy some fresh strawberries and mangoes.

Pour out a large bowl of strawberries, wash them, slice them, peel the mangoes, avoid slicing the cores, and put them in a pot with millet to cook.After cooking for a while, a large pot of steaming strawberry mango fruit porridge was ready.

Smell it, it smells good, taste it, it's really delicious.

"What are you busy with, girl? There's a strong scent, this greedy guy insists on dragging me here." The old lady stretched her neck curiously, and Dabao dragged her into the kitchen.

"Is my sister cooking something delicious for Dabao? It smells so good." Dabao tilted his head, his dark eyes fixed on the bowl in Coriander's hand. "Don't make a fuss, Dabao, come quickly."

"Come on, open your mouth."

"Ah—" Dabao hurried over and opened his mouth wide.

Coriander hurriedly scooped up a spoonful of fruity porridge, blew it, and fed it to Dabao's mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Coriander smiled and fed a few more mouthfuls.

"It's delicious, everything my sister cooks is delicious."

"What kind of porridge is this, girl?" The old lady looked at the pot curiously, stirred it with a spatula, and saw red strawberry slices and golden diced mangoes in the white rice porridge.The combination of golden yellow and red, together with white rice porridge, looks really good together.

"It's fruit porridge, grandma. I saw that my mother has been suffering from typhoid fever these days, she has no strength, and she refuses to eat. She is thin and dry, so I made some light fruits to see if it suits her appetite." Coriander He gave the bowl to Dabao, turned around and scooped up another bowl.

"What! I want to eat something good even if I don't work!" The old lady jumped up violently.

"Dabao, you can try some too. I'll go first." Xiangcai ignored her, picked up the bowl of porridge, and went into the west room.

"Mom? Asleep?"

"Cough, cough, cough...cough...how can I sleep." Chen sighed, "I'm old. I feel uncomfortable all over."

"Eat something. You haven't eaten anything all day." Coriander hurriedly put the hot porridge on the small table, and comforted her.

"I have no appetite. Cough cough...my throat is so frizzy from coughing, I don't want to eat any of those dry and hard cornbreads and rice!" Chen waved her hand lightly.

"I know you have a sore throat and no appetite. No, I specially made some light fruit porridge. Would you like some?" Coriander persuaded softly. People who are sick are always in a particularly irritable mood.

"Fruit porridge? What the hell?" Mrs. Chen muttered, her stomach grumbling.

"It's porridge cooked with fresh fruits. I added strawberries and mangoes to it. It's sweet, glutinous, smooth, and delicious. Since you can't eat it, I'll throw it away." Coriander smiled and walked out .

(End of this chapter)