Spring is coming

Chapter 8

Bo Qingshan took it smoothly. Since it was seen, there was nothing to be embarrassed about.

The pie was thin and stuffed, so he took a big bite of it gracefully.

In front of Mo Jingchun, he did not forget to comment: "It doesn't smell good!"

Mo Jingchun rolled his eyes, waved to him and said, "I'm leaving first, Brother Bo."

"Go on, walk slowly, and bring me a portion of the food tomorrow!"

He didn't even raise his head until Mo Jingchun let out an ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhing him meal, but then he wiped his mouth and said, "If you don't eat for free, I'll pay for it."

"Girl Jingchun, the food cooked by my servants is really terrible."

He was kind to her, good-looking, and not a freeloader. Mo Jingchun couldn't refuse and agreed.

In fact, this is the time when Mo Jingchun wants to make money. After that, Mrs. Gao will get seriously ill. She doesn't want to watch her suffer from a serious illness again in this life because she has no money to take medicine, so she wants to make money and save money. That’s a lot of money!

It is difficult to achieve this by just farming.

After arriving at the field, they found that Gao and Mo Qinglin had plowed nearly half of the twenty acres of land in one afternoon.

She sat on the stone and waited for a while. After finishing plowing this section, Gao and Mo Qinglin saw her coming to deliver food, so they stopped to rest.

The two opened the water bottles and drank some water. Mo Jingchun thoughtfully divided the cakes and handed them to them.

"Ouch!" Mo Qinglin said in surprise: "Chun'er, did you really do this?"

Gao was obviously a little surprised: "Where did you get this meat?"

Mo Jingchun explained: "I chopped up the leftover roast pork from lunch, thinking it would be more fragrant if I put it in."

Mo Qinglin couldn't wait to take a big bite and wolfed it down: "Chun'er, if you bring me food every day from now on, I can plow ten acres of land every day."

Mrs. Gao took a bite and thought it was delicious, so she praised: "Chun'er's cakes are more delicious than grandma's cakes."

Mo Jingchun was encouraged and happy, and by the way, he told what happened to Bo Qingshan just now.

Mrs. Gao didn't expect that she could make money by cooking ordinary meals. She looked around and felt that Mo Jingchun was really well-behaved and sensible. She held up Mo Jingchun's little face, gave Mo Jingchun a kiss, and said, "My Chun'er is really capable! Remember! I'll go back later and ask people what their taboos are. We can't bully outsiders either. The lion is open. From now on, we are all fellow villagers, so just give us a rough salary."

It was the time for these two children to learn how to be a good person. Although her old Mo family could not afford a scholar, the most basic thing to do was to have good conduct and not be mercenary.

On this point, after learning the lesson from the second child, Gao learned from the experience and decided that he must not be vague about what should be strict in the future.

Mo Jingchun waited for them to finish eating and packed their baskets, then went to a nearby well to fill their water bags with water before returning home.

Gao was diligent and would usually work until dark before going home. Mo Qinglin followed her, realizing that as the only male in the family, he would not complain about hardship or tiredness.

Mo Song couldn't bear this hardship. Before it got dark, he asked Mrs. Zhou to come back and asked her to cook.

Although Mrs. Zhou was cursing, she still came back with the plow. When she passed by Mo Jingchun, she glanced proudly and said loudly: "You prodigal son, which family in the village can only eat two meals a day?"

She meant to accuse Sang and Huai.

Mo Song couldn't understand what he was saying, so he threw away his hand unconvinced and walked to the corner, threw the hoe on the ground, and became sulky.

Mo Jingchun still treated their family as if they didn't exist.

She thought very simply. She would meet Zhou more often in the future, and the more you paid attention to her, the more enthusiastic she would be.It's better to secretly accumulate strength and plan for the day when you can stay away from them.

For her now, it would be the best situation to be able to move to a town in the future.

As long as you don’t come back, you won’t be able to see anyone you don’t want to see!
She returned to her room and carefully took out an empty wooden box and counted the coins she found in Mo Changlin and his wife's luggage that day.

A total of 42 Wen were transferred to the wooden box and then solemnly placed on the top cabinet and locked. Here was the private money she had saved.

There were about ten taels of silver that little Mrs. Gao had saved in the cabinet. Mrs. Gao kept it and said that part of it would be left for Mo Jingchun as a dowry, and part of it would be used as expenses for their grandparents and grandson.

After cleaning her own house, she also cleaned Gao's house. The house suddenly became much cleaner and tidier. She boiled hot water for herself and washed her hair.

It's still a bit troublesome to boil water without a kitchen. Mo Jingchun plans to go to the village early tomorrow morning to find bricklayers and craftsmen to build a new house.

It was getting dark at this time, and Gao and the others had just returned.

Mo Jingchun's hair was wrapped in a cloth and dried in the yard. It was still dripping with water. When Mrs. Gao saw it, she quickly said, "Why don't you go inside to wash it? It's windy at night. Be careful of getting a headache tomorrow."

"I don't want to get wet, grandma, I'll go in right now."

She quickly wiped her hair half-dry, then threw the cloth on the clothesline and hung it before going back to the house and lying on the bed.

Listening to the sounds of Mr. Gao and Mo Qinglin taking turns washing outside, she felt no sleepiness and thought about what she could do at home every day to make more money.

After thinking about it, he just fell asleep.

This sleep was particularly deep, and it was almost midnight when she woke up the next day!

Mo Jingchun hurriedly got up. The child's body just wanted to sleep, and he felt relaxed because of the separation, which was why he fell asleep so late.

In the village, you cannot sleep so late under any circumstances. Even children have to be scolded by their families and have to stand up to help by holding their ears.

Gao and the others had gone out early, and she was the only one in the entire Mo family.

It was already so late anyway, so she simply felt lazy and sat on the doorstep and began to think about what to do to send it to Mo Qinglin and Gao.

She wasn't very hungry when she came back last night, so she didn't eat the leftover pancakes. Now she ran to the kitchen and saw that the remaining two pieces must have been eaten by them for breakfast in the morning.

People in the village go to the ground before dawn and usually drink very little in the morning.

The meal near noon in the morning is called lunch, and it is also the main meal of the day. Generally, people eat dry rice. Only when they are full can they have the strength to work in the afternoon.

When it comes to dinner, some people are used to eating before dark and going to bed early to rest and recuperate their strength.

But the people of the Mo family would not come back from the fields until dark, so when it came to eating, they would have to wait for those who stayed at home to eat. After eating, they would be sent to the fields to avoid wasting time running back and forth.

The working time in the afternoon has also been extended, so the lunch meal at noon is particularly important. If you don't have enough to eat and get hungry early, you may not even be able to pull the plow.

Mo Jingchun thought, each of them had eaten a piece of cake in the morning. The cake was very filling, so they probably weren't very hungry now.

But if you want to bring one to Bo Qingshan, you still can’t be too perfunctory.

She opened the lid of the pot and looked at the empty stove with difficulty.

There are not many things left at home, rice, flour, grain and oil are almost at the bottom. In addition to rice and noodles, which are easy to deal with, we have to go to the market to buy some other things in the next few days.

(End of this chapter)