Chapter 33 Planting vegetables and brewing medicine
Zhou Shitang continued: "If you encounter any vegetables in the future, you can use part of it to plant and collect seeds, and part to eat, so you don't have to buy the seeds yourself."

"I'll tell you how to plant it tomorrow. It's not difficult."

If you have money at home, you don’t have to go to so much trouble and just buy seeds.

The current situation is special and everything has to be done by oneself.

Do it yourself to have enough food and clothing.

Shi Qingxiao hummed: "Okay, let's plant vegetables tomorrow. It's been a busy day. I'm sleepy now, so I'll go to bed first."

At dawn the next day, Shi Qingxiao got out of bed gently, took a large basin to get a few basins of water, poured it back into the water tank, and washed the dishes and chopsticks at the same time.

Then start making breakfast.

It didn't take long for others to get up one after another.

Zhou Shitang walked into the kitchen and saw the water in the water tank. He turned to look at the busy figure, "Mom, did you get up so early to fetch water?"

She saw that the water tank was out of water last night, and she planned not to wash up today.

When Qingxiao was cooking porridge, she added a piece of firewood, "The basin was not easy to use, and someone happened to come to fetch water, so I borrowed his bucket to get water, poured it into the basin, and brought it back."

"Our wooden barrel must be repaired today. Otherwise, fetching water will be a troublesome task. We can't borrow it from others every day. If we borrow too much, it will annoy others."

Zhou Shitang nodded, "Don't worry, I will find a way to fix it. I don't know how to fix it, so I can ask others to help me fix it."

The family has washed up and the porridge has been cooked.

Shi Qingxiao also fried celery.

Some unfinished rice dumplings from last night were also brought to the table.

The salt and oil at home were borrowed from the government and had to be repaid later.

You can't add too much salt every time you stir-fry. It's troublesome to find a way to get salt after you use it. So every time the stir-fry comes out, it's very bland and only has a little salty taste.

Zhou Shitang scooped up a bowl of porridge, mixed some vegetables, and took some rice dumplings and brought them to Zhou Shiye's room. "Third brother, are your legs feeling better today?"

Zhou Shiye tried to move, "It's getting better. It's not as painful as yesterday. I think it will be better in a few days."

"Then you eat slowly and take good care of yourself. If there is one less labor force in the family, there will be less things to do." Zhou Shitang handed the rice bowl to Zhou Shiye.

"I don't know which day I will be called to work by the government. The government people may not care about our life and death. As long as we are alive, we have to go out to work."

Zhou Shiye was frightened when he heard this, "You make me so scared."

His leg is still injured and he cannot get out of bed. How can he work?

Zhou Shitang: "So you need to heal your injury quickly. I will make you a bowl of medicinal soup later and change the medicine."

Zhou Shiye nodded, "You know better, I will listen to you."

He lowered his head and saw the same dish from yesterday in the bowl again. He smashed it in his mouth and said, "This dish is so unpalatable. It tastes weird."

He almost vomited yesterday.

"This dish has this taste. Some people like it and some don't like it. It seems that you are the one who doesn't like it." Zhou Shitang paused and continued, "Actually, this dish will taste better when stir-fried with other dishes."

"For example, stir-fry it with chicken. The chicken is soft and tender, and the celery is crispy and delicious. How delicious."

Zhou Shiye said expressionlessly, "You'd better shut up."

He doesn't need to eat anymore.

Zhou Shitang: "Stretch out your hand."

Zhou Shiye did as he was told.

Zhou Shitang put a few fenugreeks into his palm, "After drinking the porridge, eat this sweet mouthful, and it will be gone after eating." "Where did you pick this fruit?" Zhou Shiye felt that among so many things, this one was the most delicious. This is the one.

"Sister picked it in the mountains yesterday. You can wander around to see if you can pick it." Zhou Shitang waved his hand, "You eat slowly, I'm going out to have breakfast too."

The family finished breakfast and cleared away the dishes.

Shi Qingxiao took out a handful of celery and looked at Zhou Shitang, "Tangtang, how do you grow this?"

Zhou Yancheng was surprised, "Tangtang can also grow vegetables?"

Zhou Shitang hummed: "The soil needs to be loosened first, and a lot of water is also needed."

"I see there is not much water in the water tank at home. Second brother, go to your uncle's house and borrow a wooden bucket to fill up the water tank first." Zhou Shitang turned to Zhou Shimu and said.

Zhou Shimu nodded, turned around and walked out.

Zhou Shitang walked around the house and said, "I will build a fence here from now on and use the land to grow vegetables."

"Father, mother, sister, you guys dig up the soil here first, and I'll make a medicinal soup for the third brother to drink, and help him change his medicine." Zhou Shitang waved to the other three people, motioning for them to come over quickly.

Zhou Shiruo was confused, "What should I use to translate it?"

Zhou Shitang: "I saw a shovel in the corner of the room. It should have been left by someone from the past. Others don't dare to pick it up. Now it's an advantage for us."

Zhou Yancheng walked into the room and took out two shovels. He handed one to Shi Qingxiao, "There are only two."

Zhou Shiruo looked around, then walked into the kitchen and picked up a piece of firewood, "I use firewood to turn over the soil. It doesn't matter what tool I use."

"Dad, give me a shovel and I'll show you how to turn over the soil." Zhou Shitang extended his hand to Zhou Yancheng.

Zhou Yancheng put the shovel in her hand.

Zhou Shitang had never plowed soil in her life, and her movements were a bit unfamiliar. She was a little tired after shoveling several shovels, so she stopped and pointed at the soil, "It's probably this deep."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you next." Zhou Shitang handed the shovel to Zhou Yancheng.

Zhou Yancheng, Shi Qingxiao, and Zhou Shiruo began to turn over the soil.

The three of them watched Zhou Shitang demonstrate it once, then picked up the shovel and turned it over in a proper manner.

Zhou Shiruo took a piece of firewood and poked it hard, and a pile of mud came out.

I'm so tired.

Zhou Shitang walked into the kitchen, dug out the herbs he dug up yesterday, picked up one of them and started to brew the medicine.

The third brother suffered a traumatic injury, but she saw that he was not in a good mental state today, so she still made a bowl of medicine to replenish him.

Half an hour later, the medicine was ready. Zhou Shitang took out another medicinal plant and chopped it into pieces. Then he carried the medicine into the room and said, "The medicine is ready. You drink it. After you drink it, I will change the medicine for you."

Zhou Shiye felt sour when he saw the thin sweat on his sister's forehead, "You should rest for a while first."

Zhou Shitang pulled up a small stool and sat down.

After Zhou Shiye waited for the medicine to cool down, he raised his head and took a big sip. The medicine liquid slipped into the tip of his tongue and throat, and his expression changed instantly.

"It's so bitter." Zhou Shiye frowned, "Tangtang, do you still have that red fruit? I think I need a sweet mouth."

Zhou Shitang spread his hands and said, "No more."

"Okay." Zhou Shiye knew that now was not the time to be willful. He pinched the tip of his nose and guzzled himself down a bowl of medicinal soup.

After drinking it, he felt completely weak.

Zhou Shiye put the empty bowl aside, his eyes dull, "I don't want to drink anymore."

(End of this chapter)

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