I farmed and built a villa in ancient times

Chapter 93 Autumn
Baoyu gnawed on the shrimp and nodded, as if he had found a close friend, "Sister, you also think their food is unpalatable, right?"

Li Xiuju peeled a few shrimps and put them into Zhou Chenyu and Baoyu's bowl, "Master Tang paid us so much money, and you still say these things? This is not a good thing."

Baoyu curled her lips and said, "Mom, this is the same thing. If it doesn't taste good, it just doesn't taste good."

Zhou Chenyu also nodded, "It's really not delicious."

Li Xiuju couldn't help the two of them, so she smiled helplessly. Halfway through the meal, the three of them were suddenly blown by a strong wind without warning, blowing out the lantern core.

Baoyu walked into the kitchen, found a fire stick, and lit it again. Not long after, a bolt of lightning struck from the sky, and heavy rain rolled in accompanied by rumbling thunder.

Li Xiuju looked at the heavy rain and sighed: "The seedlings outside have just been planted. It's going to rain all night. I'm afraid they will all be soaked in water, and my work will be in vain."

"Mom, we don't have any land at home, what are we afraid of?" Baoyu was not worried at all.

What Baoyu said was true, and Li Xiuju secretly rejoiced.

Zhou Chenyu looked outside and peeled the shrimp leisurely, "Yes, and the weather is nice. It's just right for me to sleep in tomorrow. I have to give myself a short vacation to get enough sleep."

The thunderstorm lasted all night.

The weather was getting cold and it was raining heavily. Zhou Chenyu wanted to sleep all day, but he didn't expect that his biological clock had already been set and it was difficult to sleep for a while longer.

Opening the door, a cool breeze blew into the house, raindrops fell from the eaves, and dark clouds covered the sky as if they had been splashed with ink.

Zhou Chenyu searched all over the house, but there was no sign of Baoyu and Li Xiuju. "It's still raining. Where have the people gone? The soybeans are gone."

She walked straight outside. The water in the paddy field rose to the ground. The rice seedlings that had just been planted a few days ago all floated to the surface, and some of them floated without a trace with the running water.

The terrain of the field ridges near the stream was much higher, but the seedlings in the fields were not much better. One field ridge was directly washed away by the overflowing flood. The weeds and vegetable seedlings next to the field ridge fell in one direction, and the dead branches and mud Sand was brought into the field and more than half of the field was filled with seedlings.

When the villagers came out wearing bamboo hats and saw that their fields were flooded, they looked sad:
"What a sin! Why is it raining so heavily?"

"It's like there's a hole in the sky. Water keeps pouring down. It's flooded everywhere and all the seedlings are dead."

"The seedlings were planted just a few days ago, and now they are like this. Not only did it take a lot of effort, but the seeds were also damaged! All the work was in vain. Alas."

"God doesn't have eyes!"

The villagers scolded each other a few times, and did not bother to eat breakfast. They rolled up their trousers and hurriedly jumped into the fields, packed them with dustpans, and saved whatever they could.

The stream next to Zhoujia Village swelled up, the water flowed rapidly, and was full of yellow sand and dead branches. There was no way to wash clothes there, so Li Xiuju carried the clothes back to the yard.

Huang Dou, who was soaked in the rain, ran into the house after him, sat on the threshold and licked his fur.

Seeing Zhou Chenyu standing in the wind, Li Xiuju asked worriedly, "You didn't mean to sleep more, why did you get up so early?"

"I can't sleep." Zhou Chenyu stretched his head and followed into the house, "Where's Baoyu? Why don't you see him?" Li Xiuju took out the knife, filled it with well water, and raised it under the eaves, "It's a long way from the village entrance. The mountain collapsed and blocked the road. The village chief asked each household to send someone out to rest, and my mother asked Baoyu to go. Knowing that you couldn't get up, my mother put the buns in the pot to steam them. You should eat them while they are hot."

Qingshui Town is located in the south. Rice and porridge are the main meals for three meals a day. Li Xiuju only occasionally makes steamed buns to eat.

Zhou Chenyu took a big soft bun into the pot and broke it in half. The filling inside was made of pork. It had a soft and fluffy texture. The filling was full of meaty aroma. He felt full after eating just one. Stomach feeling.

Li Xiuju looked up in a hurry, "Why only eat one?"

Zhou Chenyu knew that if he said that he was full after eating only one, Li Xiuju would talk about it endlessly. She muttered: "I'm tired from eating, I'll eat later."

She moved a small bench to sit lazily aside, and called Huangdou over. She held its fleshy body between her legs and stroked its head when she had nothing to do.

After being dizzy and busy for a few days, Zhou Chenyu suddenly stopped and sighed: "Oh, it's better to stay at home and feel comfortable. It's not like staying in the Tang Mansion, where a bunch of rules restrict everyone."

Li Xiuju pursed her lips and smiled lightly, "Mom, I don't care whether we are in the village or elsewhere. As long as you and Baoyu get along well and we, the three of us, have food to eat and a house to live in, then I will be satisfied."

Zhou Chenyu put his hand into the rain, and the rootless water passed through his fingers. He smiled lightly: "Yes, life is short, and being content and happy is not necessarily a bad thing."

It was raining all the time. Li Xiuju had nothing to do after drying her clothes. She was just idle. She thought about the meal for the evening. "There are still two pieces of meat hanging in the well. I will go to the market tomorrow. After eating, I can buy some fresh food." Yes. How about making stuffed tofu tonight and making lean meat soup with wolfberry vegetables to clear away the heat, okay?"

Zhou Chenyu recalled the bowl of crucian carp tofu soup last night. The tofu was as tender as jelly. She frowned, "The tofu is delicious, but it's still raining outside. Where can I buy tofu..."

Li Xiuju smiled lightly, "You have been staying in the Tang Mansion these days, and you don't know what's going on in the village. The eldest son of Zhou's family bought graphite and was going to make tofu and sell it in the market. The soft tofu we ate last night , Mom bought it back from him."

Zhou Chenyu was in a different state, "Is there such a good thing?"

She has only bought ready-made tofu and has never seen how tofu is made. Why not go and see for herself?

Mother and daughter had a simple meal at noon, and when the rain subsided a little, they walked to Zhou Huilan's house with their bamboo hats.

Zhou Huilan's house was in the same location as theirs, but the terrain was much higher. After locking the wooden door, Huang Dou led the way, and they walked up the bluestone steps.

The sky was gray and it was raining all the time. The moss on the stone steps was slippery. Zhou Chenyu supported Li Xiuju and walked slowly until they walked a short distance. The corners of their skirts were already wet with rain.

Li Xiuju was worried that the rain would get heavier in the afternoon, so she took advantage of the light rain and turned into a side road to pick up wolfberry vegetables.

Lycium barbarum grows wildly on the barren grassland. There are more than a dozen plants scattered in a field. The young ones are only knee-high. The older ones have a stem that is longer than an adult because there are few branches on the stem. The branches are outstretched, so they can be distinguished at a glance.

There are thorns on the stems of wolfberry vegetables. Zhou Chenyu and Li Xiuju only picked the pistil part, so that they could pick the tenderest leaves without being hurt by the thorns.

After picking up the wolfberry vegetables, they carried the basket and went directly to Zhou Huilan's house.When we arrived, their family was making tofu.

(End of this chapter)