Splendid Farm: Niangzi loves farming

Chapter 2 Knocking on the Door at Midnight
It seems that the child does not know that he has been poisoned until now.

Shuan Ziniang asked again: "Did you add firewood to the stove before going to bed?"

Shuanzi nodded with a pale face: "Yes, I added a lot. I'm afraid my sister will be cold when she falls asleep."

Even if Mo Qianqian didn't see the next thing, he thought about it. The weather was gloomy and the air pressure was so low. The smoke from the stove must have fainted the two children after they fell asleep.The little girl named "Yu'er" was weak, and she died early, but she was taken advantage of by her powerful soul...

Alas, it is all providence!Since God arranged for me to live in another place, I can only accept my fate,

Thinking about it, she looked a few more times at the face of "Yu'er" mother who was holding her, trying to guess her appearance from her appearance.

She didn't want to look at it, but she was surprised for a while.

Although my mother is getting old, her skin is tanned, and her face is wrinkled, but her facial features are really good, with thin eyebrows and phoenix eyes, her face is delicate, and even her expression is very reserved and quiet. The school belle is a bit inferior, judging from this expression and temperament, she doesn't look like a peasant woman at all, but more like a lady from a big family.

She was staring at Yu'erniang, but Shuanzi's mother over there began to cry, crying very sadly, and said as she cried: "It's all those people who have no conscience, which caused Shuanzi's father to leave early. , leaving us two wives, how can we live with two children..."

Mo Qianqian was a little dazed, wondering what the words meant.

The mother Yuer who was holding her, Shuan Ziniang, cried so sadly that she could only put Mo Qianqian on the ground and sit by herself, and went to comfort Shuan Ziniang: "Sister, don't cry, everyone has already left, so what can you cry for?" No, the embolus is so big anyway, let's help each other, and it will be fine when the child grows up..."

After listening for a while, Mo Qianqian couldn't figure out why, so he stopped thinking about it. He looked at the small house in front of him, wondering what kind of building it was. It didn't even have walls, and the roof was raised directly from the ground?
After watching for a while, she suddenly had the urge to vomit blood, because she finally understood that this house turned out to be the legendary "horse shelf"! [(Horse frame) a simple herringbone dwelling]

My mother, why are you so behind?Even if it is an adobe house, can this thing live in winter?

Mo Qianqian retched again, and complained in his heart while vomiting: Others are either rich or noble, such as princesses, queens, imperial concubines, no matter how bad they are, they are also the daughters of the prime minister and general's family. But how come I have traveled to this remote country, the risk is a primitive society...

Yuer's mother over there persuaded and persuaded, and she also cried with Shuan Zi's mother. When Shuan Zi remembered his father, he also cried together, and the three of them hugged and cried together.

Mo Qianqian looked impatiently, and thought to himself, since he is not dead, why cry! So he struggled to stand up, and yelled heartlessly: "Mom, I'm hungry!"

The cries of the three were immediately interrupted by her, and they all looked at her.

Mo Qianqian was wondering if the two women would blame him for being ignorant, but he didn't expect Shuanzi to be more heartless than her. After looking at her for a while, he said to the two women with tears on his face: "I'm hungry too. !"

The two children are the support for the two mothers to survive. Hearing that the two children are hungry, the two mothers wiped their tears and agreed: "Hey, let's make food..."

These days, there are a few thin snowflakes floating in the sky, and a few breezes blowing. With the wind stove, there is no smoke anymore. Shuan Ziniang and Yuerniang cook one by one, and the "rice" is ready in a short time up.

A small square table that couldn't be more rudimentary was placed on the kang where Mo Qianqian woke up, four pairs of chopsticks cut from twigs (beard twigs, a small shrub) were placed on it, four The small bowl with missing teeth surrounds an unglazed pottery bowl in the middle, and half of the stewed bean slices with dried fish is the dinner for four people. As for the grain, there is no grain.

Mo Qianqian and Shuanzi sat against the wall, and the inward sloping wall made them unable to lift their heads.

Sitting at the table with his back hunched, Mo Qianqian looked at the vegetable bowl and thought: The food is not bad, it's rare to be so poor that you can still eat some dried fish.

But after listening to Shuan Ziniang talking with Yuerniang, I found out that it turned out to be a good food for Yuerniang in the autumn to save for the New Year, because he and Shuanzi were almost choked to death by the smoke, and the two mothers stewed it to make up for the child. physical.

Mo Qianqian looked at the two mothers who only ate beans and refused to eat fish, so don't mention the blockage, even if it is a poor country, you don't want to be poor, right?I really ate the last meal without the next meal.Alas, it seems that God sent me here for a purpose. He wants me to lead these two women to make a fortune and become well-off.

Although she was so disgusted that she didn't want to eat anything, she still drank some vegetable soup. After all, "myself" was growing up, and it was very important to ensure adequate nutrition.

But that silly boy Shuanzi was different from her. Although he was dizzy for longer than her, his appetite was obviously better than her, and he ate more than half of the food by himself.

After the meal, Shuan Ziniang and Yu Erniang talked for a while and then took Shuanzi back home, but her house was not far away, and it was next to the courtyard where Mo Qianqian was, only separated by a symbolic road low fence.

It gets dark early in early winter, probably to save some lamp oil, Yu Erniang filled the stove with firewood, and took Mo Qianqian to bed early.

The water in the iron pot sizzled, and the heat filled the whole room. Finally, there was some heat. Mo Qianqian lay down for a long time before he dared to stretch out his curled legs. Yu Erniang was worried that she would not feel well. He kept asking this and that, but Mo Qianqian faltered and answered a few times.

Now she is full of doubts, what is the full name of the "Yu'er" she replaced, what is the name of Yu'er's mother, who is Yu'er's father, what dynasty is it now...

But she knew that if she asked all these questions, she would definitely scare Yuerniang half to death, either thinking that she had lost her memory or that she was crazy, so she had no choice but to keep her questions in her stomach and lay beside Yuerniang to ponder.

The night in the mountain village was silent. Just when the two of them were feeling a little sleepy, they suddenly heard footsteps outside. It sounded like someone had climbed over the fence and entered the yard of Shuanzi's house.

Mo Qianqian was secretly surprised: Is there anyone visiting this black-and-white person?

Before she could finish her thoughts, there was a knock on the door of Shuanzi's house.

Yuerniang also heard the voice, and suddenly hugged Mo Qianqian tightly in her arms, feeling very scared.

(End of this chapter)