Who understands? I took the library with me to farm

Chapter 12 Yuen Long is guarding you

The fire flickered not far away, and several familiar figures gradually approached.

"Dad! Big brother and second brother!" Feng Yuanlang suddenly arched his body and waved. Looking closely, it turned out that three men from the Feng family were coming towards him holding torches.

Feng Qinkui was worried that something might happen to his wife and children who had not come back so late, so he took his sons out to search.

When the men went out to look for someone, Li Huahua and Chen Xiu'e were already at home, almost cooking.

Feng Erzhuang hunted two hares on the mountain today. One was cleaned and made into air-dried rabbit meat, which was stored in the cellar. The other was stewed in a pot with a few potatoes.

He loved hunting, but his skills were not good and the tools he used were crude. He often ran around in the woods all day long but found nothing.

It was spring, the breeding season for animals. If he encountered cubs or pregnant mothers in the mountains, he would avoid hunting them.

These two rabbits are his best results this month. The hare meat is delicious, tender, firm and nutritious, and the whole family can enjoy it.

After He Miao arrived home, he entered the kitchen first.

The stew was fragrant, but as soon as she smelled it, she knew that the rabbit had been "dirty".

The sisters-in-law did not blanch the rabbit meat in advance, but directly washed it and stewed it in the pot. The blood and fishy smell of the meat were not removed. Especially for animals in the mountains and forests, if they are not treated, the smell will be worse.

When I opened the lid of the pot, I saw that there were no spices such as onions, ginger, garlic and star anise leaves inside, so the taste would be inferior.

She used a spoon to stir the large rice ball porridge that was simmering in another pot. The aroma of rice overflowed, and the bright yellow rice ball grains rolled and bubbled in the pot.

He Miao felt the infinite healing brought by cooking food, and her heart gradually returned to peace.

During the meal, Mrs. Feng Liu talked about what happened in Qingyuan Town today. Everyone sighed at the twists and turns of this experience, and at the same time they couldn't help but look at the third daughter-in-law with admiration.

Make money, guard against scams, and fight evil bandits.

The short one-afternoon trip to Qingyuan Town became He Miao's "highlight moment". The Feng family can talk about these glorious deeds of "wisdom and courage" for a lifetime.

Only Chen Xiu'e agreed, but her eyes were fixed on the little thing on He Miao's ear, and her heart felt sour.

After the meal, she squatted in the kitchen and washed the dishes, while Li Huahua washed the pots beside her.

"Second brother and sister, don't tell me, the third daughter-in-law is really powerful. She can make money and fight. I used to look down on her." Li Huahua actually felt a bit of admiration when her mother-in-law told her about Qingyuan Town.

Chen Xiu'e didn't take it seriously and said sarcastically: "Sister-in-law, you are so kind-hearted and soft-tempered that you don't even know if someone steps on you."

"What do you mean? Who stepped on me?" Li Huahua dropped the rice broom in his hand and asked displeasedly.

"Needless to say, it's He Miao. She is the third among us, but she is top-notch in every aspect. Within two days of entering the house, her parents and brothers all valued her. Where do they put you?"

Chen Xiu'e straightened up, thumped her waist and continued.

"Since she entered the house, look at this house. Is there still a foundation for us to stand? She wears gold and silver, and sends us away with a few pairs of broken plain earrings."

Li Huahua listened to it and stood by the stove, concentrating.

"Sister-in-law, let's think about it. Don't forget, she is the best at controlling people. Be careful not to hurt you or me." After Chen Xiu'e finished speaking, she carried the dirty water basin and went out.

Li Huahua has a straight line leading to his brain, and he doesn't know how to turn at all.

At first, she looked down on He Miao for being a widower, and then she felt that her mother-in-law's distribution of housework was unfair. She had just eased her hostility tonight, but now she was murmuring in her heart again.

She thought over and over what Chen Xiu'e had just said. Yes, if the third daughter-in-law has the final say in this family from now on, what status will she, the eldest daughter-in-law, have?
  As the precious daughter of "Li Yidao", a famous sharp knife expert from ten miles and eight villages, wouldn't she have to lose her face?
  Li Huahua allowed his pig brain to think wildly, and felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

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After He Miao and Feng Yuanlang finished eating, their mother-in-law urged them to go back to the house to rest. The first thing they did when they entered the house was to hide the fifteen taels of silver.

She found a piece of oil paper, wrapped the money properly, opened the large camphor wood box at the end of the kang, and prepared to tuck the money at the bottom of the box.

The box was big, with few things, and she was so small that almost her entire head was stuck inside.

When she hid and tucked herself up, she jumped into a warm embrace, and then a warm breath filled her neck.

Turning his head to the side, he saw that Feng Yuanlang was half-kneeling on the kang, his long and muscular arms supporting the top cover of the box, and his entire chest surrounding He Miao's slender back.

He was afraid that the lid of the box would fall and hit He Miao, so he stayed behind her.

"Sister-in-law, Yuen Long is watching over you."

A gentle and clear male voice sounded in his ears. He Miao suddenly blushed and her heart skipped a beat. She couldn't help but feel resentful in her heart: He was the one who created the atmosphere, and he was the one who ruined it!
  The distance between the two was too close. As soon as Feng Yuanlang opened his mouth, his warm breath wandered playfully around the back of He Miao's ear.

"itch……"

She spotted an opening and gently moved out of the "safety barrier". She felt her mouth was dry and her face was hot, so she quickly poured a cup of tea to "put out the fire."

Feng Yuanlang closed the lid of the box, approached He Miao, and suddenly stretched out his hand to hold her face.

His palm was so big that it directly covered He Miao's plump little face.

"Hey, my wife's face is like a big red apple."

He Miao couldn't laugh or cry. She wanted to hide away, but she was greedy for the cooling effect of those dry and cold hands on her face, so she simply let him hold her like that.

"so comfortable……"

After a while, the unknown fire in his heart gradually subsided. He Miao locked the box, found a children's version of "Journey to the West" with pictures and text in the library, and gave it to Feng Yuanlang.

There were no four famous works in the Dayan Dynasty that were passed down to later generations, so Feng Yuanlang was extremely interested in this book.

After sending her husband away, He Miao went back to the library and searched through it.

Finally, she selected four or five medical books and stacked them on the small kang table. They were all entry-level books. This was all she could collect at the moment.

Firstly, as a liberal arts student, she cannot read too advanced professional books; secondly, only a small number of books can be unlocked in the library based on reading volume.

But something is better than nothing. He Miao used the faint oil light as big as a bean to pick up one of the thinner books, turned it to brain diseases, and studied it with concentration.

Li Huahua went to the latrine in the middle of the night and felt uncomfortable when he saw that the lights were still on in the west room.

"This is too crazy. If you can make money, you are awesome? Even if you make money, you won't put a penny in our pockets. You will light the lamp and boil oil all day long. You are so lavish. What a waste!"

She didn't dare to speak loudly and couldn't hold it in, so she had to squat in the latrine and complain to the buzzing flies.

　Miao Lang’s rare warm moment~

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)