I am Fugui

Chapter 13
In the next few days, Xu Fugui kept his feet on the ground. He got up before dawn every day, first filled the water tank, and then boiled water to sharpen his knife.

In the morning, I ate two mouthfuls of sweet potatoes, brought a bottle of water, and went to the field with a hoe in my hand. I dragged my tired body back home when it was dark.

Xu's mother and Jiazhen didn't expect him to endure hardships so much. Every time they came back, they looked at him with distressed eyes, and even Xu's father's impression of him changed.

There's no way, it's already September, and we have to compete with God for time to sprinkle the seeds on the ground.

Three acres of land, there is too much work to do, but fortunately he is not working alone, Laishun is also a strong labor force.

In the morning, he went to fetch water, and Laishun went to cut sheep grass. Although Laishun was not very good at the work in the field, he had great strength.

With the unremitting efforts of the two, they finally turned over the three acres of dry land, then sprinkled the seeds into the ground, and simply watered it.

The weather was beautiful, and the seeds had just been sown. When Xu Fugui woke up the next morning, he found that it was drizzling outside.

The rain came just in time, not too big, just enough to moisten the soil and make the seeds germinate better.

Of course, if there is too much water in the soil, it is also prone to rotten seeds.

However, Xu Fugui is very confident in the land he is hoeing. As long as there is no continuous torrential rain, there will be basically no water accumulation in his field.

"Master, are we going to farm today?" Lai Shun yawned, as if he hadn't woken up, he didn't expect that farming would be so tiring.

Xu Fugui shook his head, "Let's eat first, and see if the rain will fall heavily."

Jiazhen came out with her stomach full, holding a coat in her hand, "It's cold and I don't know how to wear more, so I'll take a rest at home today."

Xu Fugui put on his clothes, glanced at Fengxia who was still sleeping soundly, walked into the kitchen, dug out several bowls of corn flour, and prepared to cook a pot of corn paste.

This is not for chickens and ducks, but for themselves.

The cornmeal was sent by the Chen family next door, and I couldn't refuse it, so I had to accept it.

Chang Gen sat in front of the stove to help him light the fire, looked at the skillful young master, and smiled softly, the current young master is completely unrecognizable from the previous appearance.

"Fugui, why do you know how to cook? I've never seen you do it before." Jiazhen asked curiously.

"Look at what other people have done, just follow the gourd and draw a ladle." He still used the same rhetoric, otherwise he couldn't explain it clearly.

Xu's mother and Xu's father heard the movement and got up one after another. Xu's father's face was a little ugly, and his brows kept frowning.

"Dad, what's the matter with you?"

Xu's father didn't say a word, Xu's mother said, "What can I do, my leg hurts, it hurts when it rains, it's been a problem for many years."

Xu's father sat next to Chang Gen, and hammered his legs, "I have cold legs."

"Master, let me pinch for you." Changgen skillfully helped him relieve the pain.

"Have the seeds been scattered in the ground?" Father Xu asked without raising his head.

Xu Fugui responded, and Xu's father said again: "Wang Xi sent ten salted duck eggs over yesterday, you should cook one for Jiazhen."

"Master, why did Wang Xi give us duck eggs for no reason?" Laishun asked carelessly.

Xu's father sighed, "They are all from the same village. If any family is in trouble, others will help. This is how life is."

"In the past, if any family in the village had an accident, I would waive their rent for one year."

Changgen and Rong have a relationship, "Back then Wang Xi was pushed by a cow and lay at home for a month. The master not only waived his one-year rent, but also asked me to send a catty of bacon and ten eggs over. "

Laishun suddenly realized, "No wonder people in the village respect you so much."

When Xu Fugui heard these words, he realized that his father had done many good deeds on weekdays.

No wonder the villagers often took care of their family in his previous life, especially during the two years when he was captured by the southern army as a strong man. Without the help of the villagers, Jiazhen and the child would never have survived.

Xu's mother came over to help him, glanced at Xu's father, and said softly: "Your father was just like you when he was young, he was a bastard, and he ran to the county seat as an adult."

"I'm old and can't walk, so I can stay at home with peace of mind. If anyone in the village asks him for help, he immediately agrees. Back then, your grandfather called him a prodigal."

Father Xu shook his head triumphantly, "That's right, you bastard, the people in the village can still call you young master now, it's all because of your father and me."

Chatting, the corn mush is also cooked.

In the 21st century, after people live well, corn paste is used as pig food.

But what Xu Fugui ate was very delicious. After eating sweet potatoes for several days, he finally tasted something else.

After breakfast, Xu's mother took out two pairs of straw sandals and handed them to him and Laishun. This was the result of her two days.

Lai Shun put it on his feet and walked around twice, smiling from ear to ear, thanking his wife repeatedly.

Xu Fugui also tried it on his feet, and the size was very suitable. It must not be as comfortable as cloth shoes, but it doesn't cost money, at least it can protect his feet a little.

Putting on a straw hat and picking up a bamboo knife, Jiazhen saw him dressed like this and asked him where he was going in the rain.

"It's not a problem to go to the mountains to cut bamboo, and it's not a problem to carry water every day. I have to save water. I don't have to go to the fields today, so I bring water from the mountains to my home."

When Laishun heard this, he immediately became interested, "Master, wait for me, I will go with you."

There was only one hatchet at home, and he bought it in the county two days ago, so Laishun went directly to the Chen family next door to borrow a hatchet.

"Do you know where our hill is? Don't cut down other people's bamboo." Father Xu asked worriedly.

"I know, don't worry."

The two walked into the rain curtain, and their figures disappeared after a while.

"Fugui has changed a lot." Mother Xu said with her hands on the wooden door, both happy and sad.

Jiazhen glanced affectionately at Yumu, touched her stomach, and couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of her mouth, feeling a little more confident about her future life.

Although it didn't rain heavily, the two of them got wet as soon as they walked out of the village, and the straw sandals on their feet were also stained with mud. Laishun kept washing in the grass beside the road in distress.

Xujia Village is located at the foot of the mountain. Walking more than 300 meters to the west of the village, there is a lush longevity bamboo forest.

This moso bamboo forest also belonged to their family, where Xu family's ancestors were buried for generations, and it was the Xu family's ancestral grave.

Bypassing the moso bamboo forest is the dirt road up the mountain. The weeds around half a person's height are bent over by the rain, dripping rainwater on the ground.

The mountain road is very slippery on rainy days, but Laishun has been used to running in the mountains since he was a child, so he can walk up this mountain road even with his eyes closed.

Not to mention Xu Fugui, who lived to be a hundred years old in his previous life, and walked this mountain road countless times. The two of them quickly entered the mountain as if they were walking on flat ground.
(End of this chapter)