The splendid youth of the farm gate

Chapter 19: The Murder Case Caused by the Pig’s Large Intestine (1)
"Mother, Aunt Zhou asked Brother Daqiang to send an egg over, saying that it is for Guoer's body." The young general said.

"Hey, you child, how could you want eggs from your Aunt Zhou's house? She kept the money in exchange for your brother Daqiang to save money for his wife." Mrs. Lin stuffed the eggs back into the young general's hand, "Go, hurry up and return them!" Here you are, Aunt Zhou."

The young general looked at Lin and wanted to argue, but Lin pushed him out.

"Guoer!"

As soon as Lin looked up and saw Guo'er coming out of the room, she hurriedly stepped forward and said softly, "Why are you up?"

"Well, I got up when I woke up." Qing Guo looked at the young general's hand, "Brother, what are you holding in your hand?"

Luo Xiaojiang stopped when he crossed the threshold, looked at the egg in his hand, and then at the green fruit, hesitantly called "Mother" to Mrs. Lin.

Before Lin could react, Qingguo shouted loudly.

"Brother, what you are holding is an egg, hello!" She quickly stepped forward and took the egg from General Luo's hand, "Mom, I want to eat frangipani."

The frangipani that Qingguo said is to crack the eggs into a large bowl, add sugar, beat them together, and then wash them with freshly boiled boiling water.Such a big bowl of frangipane, anyone can have a sip.

"Mother, give it to Guoer." Qingping stepped forward to persuade, "From now on, we'll give Aunt Zhou an egg."

Lin looked at the three children who were staring at her earnestly, and finally felt heartbroken, nodded and said, "Okay, give it to Guoer."

"Then shall I borrow some frosting again?"

If there is no sugar in this plumeria, a bird can fade out of its mouth!

Qingguo rushed to make the decision for Mrs. Lin again.

"Sister, you go, you tell Aunt Zhou, borrow a spoon today, catch up tomorrow, and I will pay her back a catty!"

Qingping smiled and stepped forward, pinched Qingguo's face, and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? Give me back a catty! Sell you and pay me back."

Frosted sugar in this era is a high-end product, and most people buy it in twos and twos, and they are not willing to eat it several times a year!Qingguo opened her mouth and said that she would give back a catty, no wonder Qingping wanted to discipline her!

Qingguo smiled "hehe", she doesn't care whether others believe it or not, anyway, she will definitely count on what she said.

Not long after, Qingping borrowed a spoonful of frosting sugar and came back.

Qingguo found a large bowl, cracked the egg into it, and put the spoonful of sugar in it, and let Mrs. Lin do the rest.At first, Mrs. Lin said that she was greedy, and took a large bowl for one egg. When the frangipani was ready, Qingxue stopped eating after a few mouthfuls. When she called the young general and Qingping to eat, her eyes turned red.

"I can't eat anymore, give it to dad." Qingping gave it to the young general after a few sips, and the young general only swallowed a few mouthfuls, then put down the bowl and touched his stomach and said, "I'm so full, I can't eat anymore .”

Qing Guo then pushed the bowl in her hand to Qing Ping, "Sister, give it to our father."

"Why don't you drink more?" Qingping said hesitantly.

Qingxue shook her head, touched her stomach like a young general, and said, "I'm full too, let's make it up to my father and mother."

"Alright then." Qingping got up, took the bowl and went into the back room.

In the room, Mrs. Lin was talking to Luo Xingzu, seeing Qingxue bring in more than half of the frangipani left, she quickly asked, "Why don't you eat it?"

"We're all full, you and dad should pay for it too."

"No...no need!" Luo Xingzu quickly waved his hand.

After Lin was silent for a while, she took the bowl and handed it to Luo Xingzu, "Eat it, it's all the children's wishes."

Luo Xingzu took the bowl in Lin's hand, and the moment he lowered his head, a bean-sized teardrop fell into the bowl.

The three siblings ate a few sweet potatoes, and after saying goodbye to Lin and Luo Xingzu, they hurried to Shizhen Village, where their grandfather, Lin Shanwen's family lived.

Knowing that the three of them were coming, Zhong asked Lin Fangda to cut a lot of palm leaves early on.

When young Jiang and Qingping were learning straw weaving from Lin Zhengda, Qingguo called Lin Fangda aside.

"Little uncle, did you learn it yesterday?"

"Well, I have learned some simple ones."

Qingguo thought that because of the high price, there might not be many people buying those complicated ones. Besides, selling fried snails is also a business, so she said to Lin Fangda: "Then let's go to the mountains to chop bamboo and put them in the river to pick up snails, shall we?"

"Okay, I'll get the hatchet."

Lin Shanwen, who was practicing in his hand, looked up and said, "Guo'er, it's better for Grandpa to take you there."

"No, grandpa, I'll just go with my little uncle."

Lin Shanwen glanced at the grass tortoise in his hand, and said, "Then don't go into the mountains."

"Well, I'll just chop some at the foot of the mountain with my little uncle."

Zhong shi confessed some more words, and then let the two go.

Because the purpose was to attract the snails, Qingguo and Lin Fangda decided to pick the kind of bamboo with a lot of stalks and twigs, and each of them dragged a bamboo to the river.

"Fonda, what can such a small bamboo do?"

I met several groups of people on the road, all asking Lin Fangda.Lin Fangda naturally refused to tell the truth when he got Qingguo's instructions, and lied about it.

"My mother asked me to chop it up, and I don't know what it's useful for."

Fortunately, everyone was just curious and didn't follow up with questions.

When they got to the river, Qingxue found a section of the river where the hidden flaws were not easy to be discovered, and joined forces with Lin Fangda to throw both bamboos into the river.

"Guoer, is this really okay?" Lin Fangda asked Qingguo as he pressed the cane tied to the end of the bamboo to the ancient head on the bank.

Qingguo nodded, "Sure, little uncle, remember to come and collect them at the fourth watch tomorrow. After you collect them, you should do the same as today. From now on, you can collect the snails at the fourth watch every day."

"Well, I remember."

Both Qingping and the young general are smart children. Apart from learning simple things like butterflies and grasshoppers, they also learned how to weave a few birds.

Qingguo didn't intend to learn, as soon as she came back, she got into the small vegetable field behind the Lin's house.She remembered that she saw a piece of perilla on the edge of the vegetable field before, and fried snails were sold. How could the best seasoning of perilla be missing?

"Guo'er, why are you here?"

Mrs. Zhong was picking vegetables in the vegetable field, and planned to make pumpkin rice for them at noon.

"Grandma, let me help you."

Qingguo stepped forward to pick up the old pumpkin that Mrs. Zhong had picked. Because of poverty, people here would always add a lot of coarse grains to the rice, such as pumpkin rice, sweet potato rice, taro rice, they said it was rice, but in fact rice was just Among the embellishments!

When can I have a big white rice!

Coincidentally, the fifteenth day of this month is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The festival is a pastime for the rich, and the poor just enjoy it.

Three days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, people from the Luo family began to verify the fruits of their labor during these days.

(End of this chapter)