Farmer's Head: Busy farming

Chapter 68 My mother
Chapter 68

The spectators at the door had dispersed long ago. Meng Yuaner and Xu Qing came back from the orchard and saw Xier standing blankly at the door of their house, not knowing what they were thinking.

He tiptoed forward, reached out and patted Xi'er's left shoulder, but put his head on her right shoulder, and said with a smirk, "Hey, what are you looking at, you look so preoccupied."

"My God!" Xi'er was frightened half to death by Meng Yuan'er's slap. When she came back to her senses, she gritted her teeth and said, "Second sister, people are scary and scary."

Seeing that Xi'er's face turned pale, Meng Yuan'er said a little guilty, "Oh, I didn't expect you to be in a trance. I thought you were waiting for me at the door."

"Yeah, I'm just waiting for you." Xi'er stretched out her hand and rubbed her cheeks, scolding herself inwardly, what are you thinking about!It's not spring anymore!
Meng Yuan'er looked at Xi'er with a smile, and then said, "Hehe, I knew that Brother Xu was exhausted today, and we picked a big basket of fruits."

While speaking, he pointed to Xu Qing who was not far away. He was dragging a bamboo basket and walking towards here step by step, feeling a bit strenuous.

"Look at your big brother Xu, you're tired, hurry up and help." Xi'er saw Xu Qing's appearance, if his father saw this, he would say that a scholar is useless.

When Meng Yuan'er heard this, she felt distressed, and hurried forward to help push it.

The appearance of the two helping each other, it seems that they really love each other.

Xi'er also hurried up to help.

Because I didn't say it in advance, in this basket of fruit, half of the basket of pears and half of the basket of apples have to be cooked in two pots.

Chu Zigui sent a lot of Chuanbei, and Xi'er asked Meng Yuaner to put them in a stone scoop and break them into powder, so that putting them in Qiuli Paste would not affect the texture, but also play a role in health care.

With the experience of making jam before, this autumn pear paste did not take much effort.

Xi'er buried herself in the kitchen all day, cooking sauce and ointment, doing her best. Even Meng Yuan'er said that she had never seen Xi'er put so much effort into one thing.

In fact, there were some things I wanted to say to Xi'er, but seeing that she was so busy every day, I couldn't say anything else.

After three days of busy work, this autumn pear paste is finally out of the oven. The autumn pear paste has added medicinal materials, and you can faintly taste some Chuanbei flavor, but it is not very strong, and more of it is the sweetness of pears.

Xi'er put these autumn pear pastes in with a spoon, which took a lot of effort and exercised patience.

Xi'er couldn't do it all by herself, so she brought Mrs. Zhang over as a coolie. Mrs. Zhang wanted to take advantage, so she was willing to help. Xi'er said that she would definitely give her a small jar.

Sure enough, on the fourth day, Cheng An brought someone to fetch things, but this time Chu Zigui did not follow him.

Seeing those things being loaded and pulled away, Xi'er was relieved a lot.

But a new basket of pears was picked again. She stood in the yard, looking at the bamboo basket, feeling a little helpless.

Mrs. Liu came out of the kitchen and saw Xi'er standing there stupidly, and shouted, "Xi'er, what are you doing?"

Xi'er was busy making Qiuli paste, so the cooking was left to Mrs. Liu.

Xi'er heard Liu Shi's voice, turned her head and smiled, "Mother, there's nothing to do, I'll be right here."

Meng Yuaner went to feed the pigs, and Mrs. Zhang went to take care of the children. Only Mrs. Liu and Meng Xier were left in the kitchen.

Mrs. Liu was cutting the shredded potatoes, and Xi'er was sitting there lighting the fire, only to hear, "Xi'er, you seem to be not quite right these days."

"Ah? No?" Seeing what her mother said, Xi'er quickly argued.

Seeing her being so stubborn, Mrs. Liu sighed and said, "Xi'er, people like Mr. Chu are not of the same kind as us."

"I know, mother, alright, why did you mention him?" Xi'er naturally knew.

Mrs. Liu heard Xi'er say this, "Xi'er, when Yuan'er gets married, Mother will also find someone to tell you about the marriage."

Xi'er was stunned for a moment, flustered for a moment, and quickly said, "Mother, there's no need! I'm still young, so I'm not in a hurry."

But to be honest, Xi'er really only wants to get rid of poverty now, and doesn't want to get out of the singles. The life without money is really terrible compared to the life without a partner.

Xi'er still fantasizes that when she becomes a rich woman, she will take care of a bunch of cheesy faces!snort!Sitting on beauty!
Seeing her say this, Mrs. Liu thought that she still couldn't let go of that young master, and didn't know how to comfort her for a while.

In fact, Chu Zigui is like a friend to Xi'er, who always helps her when she is in trouble, and after repeated times, she gradually gets used to the existence of this person.

After all, Xi'er is in her twenties, how could it be so easy to fall in love with someone?Furthermore, maybe what if one day after waking up, time travels back?It's not a good thing to invest too much emotion.

October passed in a blink of an eye, and at the end of the month was the last time Cheng An came, bringing large and small bags of snacks and high-quality fabrics, saying it was a New Year gift from Young Master Chu in advance.

"Oh, it's really costing Mr. Chu." Looking at the gifts piled up in the main room, Mrs. Liu smiled from ear to ear.

Cheng An said very grandly, "Mrs. Meng is serious. The young master asked me to send you this month's money today. Someone will come to pick up the jam in the future. You don't have to worry."

"Yeah, don't worry, don't worry." Liu nodded.

Meng Hai took the money from Cheng An, and it was a heavy purse, which felt quite heavy.

The whole family was in the room, Mrs. Zhang looked at the purse in Meng Hai's hand, her eyes lit up, but because of the presence of outsiders, she didn't say anything.

Before Cheng An left, he pulled Xi'er aside, took out from his bosom, then took out a delicate wooden box, and handed it to Xi'er.

Xi'er looked at the small wooden box in her hand, it seemed to be made of sandalwood, she seemed to be able to smell the faint sandalwood, and there were exquisitely carved begonia patterns on it, which looked very precious.

"What is this?" Xi'er felt that the wooden box was not cheap, and asked in surprise.

Cheng An smiled, and then whispered, "The young master asked me to give it to you, but I don't know what it is."

Xi'er was stunned, a little surprised, "He asked you to give it to me? Send it to me?"

"Of course!" Cheng An said anxiously seeing that Xi'er didn't believe it.

Xi'er finally smiled, put the small wooden box in the armhole, and said, "Thank you young master for me."

Cheng An stretched out his hand, looked at Xi'er and said, "What about you? What are you giving our young master?"

Xi'er was dumbfounded, and said in disbelief, "Are you kidding me? How can I afford it when I'm so poor?"

Cheng An curled his lips, looked at Xi'er and said earnestly, "The other girls are rushing to give the young master something, so cherish the opportunity given to you!"

"Bah, no." Xi'er was annoyed by Cheng An's words, and couldn't help but glared at him.

(End of this chapter)