Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 31 Growing Vegetables
Because she was exhausted physically and mentally in the past few days, Song Yaomei ate and drank enough, went to bed after washing, and fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.

When she woke up, Li Sanlang was gone again. Song Yaomei got up and saw that Li Sanlang was already chopping bamboo in the yard, which was the preliminary work for basket weaving.

Song Yaomei patted her forehead annoyed. She wanted to tell him last night that she wanted him to study hard so that he would not have to do the work of weaving baskets in the future. With her at home, he would not have to worry about money anymore.Don't be sneaky when reading in the future, and don't hurry up when she is taking a bath.

In fact, now that the politics are clear, if you get a good grade in the exam, it can be regarded as a good way out. In her opinion, it is always better than weaving baskets for others.

It's just that she forgot about it yesterday and fell asleep directly, and she was speechless to herself.

Mrs. Li also woke up early, and her two children were also up, feeding grass to the calf!
Since there are many small animals in the house, the work of feeding them is done by two children.

Seeing the children becoming more cheerful day by day, Song Yaomei also felt relieved, but she felt that this was not enough. The two children stayed at home and had no communication with others, which was not conducive to their growth.

The mother of Song Xiaosi I saw yesterday took her children to dig wild vegetables. She watched the two children from a distance. Similarly, if they can come and play together, it will not teach the children badly, but at the same time give them exercise, it will be more than one stroke.

But right now, she doesn't have any decent presents in her hands. When she catches the prey and has something to visit, it will be easy to say.

Although she got up late today, but it was dark and late, so she would be fine even if she came back later.

After dinner, Song Yaomei told Mrs. Li what she was thinking, but Mrs. Li disagreed, "It's probably going to rain today, and your feet are just right. You can't go, what if you encounter a wild animal? "

Song Yaomei stood up, twisted her foot to show Li, "Mother, look, my foot is already healed."

When she was twisting, she still didn't forget to look at Li Sanlang, she slept like a dead pig yesterday, she probably recovered so quickly, maybe it was the medicine he gave herself.

Seeing Li Sanlang also looking at her, her face blushed unconsciously.

Li firmly said no, Da Ya and Li Dan also disagreed, and finally Li Sanlang also disagreed.

No way, Song Yaomei had no choice but to compromise.

But she was born to be restless.Isn't it going to rain?The vegetable garden needs to be turned over to plant some seasonal vegetables.

Fortunately, Li's vegetables are well preserved, including lettuce, green vegetables, lettuce, and celery.

Mrs. Li and Li Sanlang are quite diligent. The vegetable plots in this garden have been plowed. As long as the big mud clods are broken up with something, the seeds can be sown, and the watering is over.

But Li Shi and Li Sanlang didn't want her to do heavier work, they just said that it would be fine as long as they help sow the seeds at the end.

After Li Sanlang and Li's family smashed the soil, Song Yaomei and Li's family were planting seeds, but Li Sanlang pulled out the green vegetables that had grown on the table and turned yellow, and then began to dig the soil.

Song Yaomei watched Li Sanlang casually put the old green vegetables aside, quickly stopped them, and then stepped forward to demonstrate that he took off the vegetable tray, "Don't throw this thing away, the roasted pork is the most delicious, and the roasted ribs are also delicious. And it’s delicious even if it’s burnt.”

But Mrs. Li said: "Daughter-in-law, I always fart after eating this food. People in the village don't seem to eat it. There are also a lot of wild vegetables in this season. Compared with the old vegetable table, this wild vegetable is delicious."

Song Yaomei cut off the vegetable table with her hands, "Look, as long as it is picked properly, it is still very tender."

In the end, both Li Shi and Li Sanlang believed in Song Yaomei, and uprooted all the vegetable counters, but put them in a cool and dry place properly, so that even if they couldn't finish them all at once, they could still eat slowly.

While talking, Second Song came over with a basket on his back, "Grandma, nephew, niece and son-in-law, mother wants me to come and ask you, the specific place, and how to catch it."

As for Song's second son, how should I put it, Song Yaomei neither likes nor dislikes him. Listening to him, Song Yaomei clapped her hands, "Second Uncle, wait a minute, I'll go with you."

Hearing that Song Yaomei had gone, Li Sanlang also left behind his work.

They walked all the way, Song Yaomei didn't want to ask at first, but she still asked because of her sense of responsibility, "Second Uncle, I heard that you taught the male characters."

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Seeing Song's second son's frank answer, Song Yaomei felt relieved.As long as the man learned from his own family, it's fine, and this Song's second son doesn't seem like a perverted master.

After all, it was because of the recovery of the feet. The few people walked quickly and arrived at the place in a short while. Li Sanlang took the initiative to help and teach Song Laoer how to catch. If Song Laoer is also smart, he only taught it once. The slippery loach will be caught.

Song Yaomei asked Li Sanlang to grab some back and prepare to eat, and caught a few crooked ones by the way. This "meat worm" didn't dare to catch it in front of Song Laoer, not to mention that most people can't find it, just say If Mrs. Song finds out about this thing, and if she catches it and kills it, then she will be guilty of a serious crime.

She is also thinking of using this as a beauty product, just like snail glue, it can lighten fine lines and improve skin condition obviously.

Thinking of beauty, Song Yaomei also thought of perilla, which can also beautify, thinking that there is a piece of perilla far away, although it has withered, but if you bring them home, look Can it be made into perfume or essential oil or something?

Just do what you want, "Second uncle, it's almost in the basket, or you can go back first, so that grandma can rest assured."

Knowing that Song Yaomei had something to do, Song Lao Er didn't feel comfortable standing here, and besides, there was still a lot of work in the fields to do after returning, so Song Lao Er also went back.

Song Yaomei dismissed Song Laoer and went to the place in her memory.

Because the second son of the Song Dynasty taught the male to read and write, although he didn't speak for Sanfang during the disputes these days, he didn't step down and go up.

So when he was leaving, Song Yaomei specifically told him to control the number, and besides, the loach was about to give birth, and if too many were caught, it would affect the production.There should also be some in this loach-like river.

Of course, the purpose of saying this is to prevent them from keeping their eyes on this small river.

She doesn't want to be seen or imitated by others when she catches delicious food by herself. In her opinion, this "meat worm" is priceless.

When we arrived at that place, there was a withered yellow in the distance. Compared with the surrounding emerald green mountains, it looked extremely bleak. It was so special, and it was also a unique beauty in Song Yaomei's eyes.

It's late, but it's fast, since it's here, let's get some back and try.

Song Yaomei started to pull it out, Li Sanlang didn't ask anything when he saw it, and he also participated in the action. It happened to be spring, and the humidity in the air and soil was heavy, sending Yaomei and the others to pull it up was easy, the sandy land It was even more helpful.

But thinking about it, it's a good thing that the geology is not good, or it would have been bought by someone to re-crop the crops.

(End of this chapter)