After being exiled, Lucky Zaizai took his whole family to farm.

Chapter 26 Sheep Offal

Wen's father has been leading the people to build a wooden house, while Wen's mother, Fang Yuerong and the others have begun to sort out the vegetable plot.

There was also picking wild vegetables and drying and storing wild fruits. After nearly a month of busy work, the three wooden houses were completed.

Sleeping in a carriage almost made people sleep sick. After sleeping for a few days, Qin Jia took Qin Hao to make a bed on the floor. At least he could straighten his body.

In the summer, you can still watch the stars while sleeping in the open air, and you are not afraid of mosquitoes. Qin Huaiyi went up the mountain to find herbs to smoke mosquitoes.

I have been here for more than a month, and no one living in the prison territory has been to this place.

The entire territory seems to be divided into distinct areas. Each family lives its own life and treats others with vigilance.

"It's finally built." Qin Huaiyi wiped the sweat from his head.

He was a teacher, but now he looked more and more like a farmer.

Rough palms, dark skin, a coarse cloth coat stained with mud, and hair tied up with only strips of cloth.

"Fortunately, Uncle Wen knows how to build a house, otherwise it would be difficult for us." Zhao Dong said happily.

Although you can also spend food to ask people in the territory to help build it, but that will waste a lot of food, and they themselves don't have much left.

So no matter how hard it is, they still have to figure it out and build it themselves.

"I'll smoke the house today and move in tomorrow. As for the doors and windows, I'll do it myself later."

Regarding carpentry work, I can only leave it to Wen's father because no one else understands it.

However, everyone worked together to help cut down the wood used.

Fang Yuerong also praised: "Yes, fortunately we have brother Wen and sister-in-law. We are not very good at growing vegetables. It was my sister-in-law who taught us."

Mother Wen was a little embarrassed by the praise. It was something that every household in the village knew, so it was not worthy of praise.

"Whatever this is, it's all small things that are easy to do."

"Although it is simple, we have never planted it before, so we don't understand it at all."

Fang Yuerong, who was taught by Qin Huaiyi, was good at embroidery, but it was really difficult for them to do things like farming and building houses.

Fortunately, they agreed to go together in the first place, otherwise, they didn't know how long they would have had to explore on their own.

Now they are helping and learning at the same time, and when they are separated, they also know how to do it themselves.

There are also tasks such as pickling vegetables and drying fruits, which were all taught by Wen's mother who was farming in the countryside.

Siqi is also a good hand at work, and Zhishu can also help share the work of making clothes and shoe soles. In short, no one is lazy.

Everyone has their own specialty.

Well, it looks like Qin Jia is just a leisurely child with another idle child.

Listening all night is not enough to relax at all. I go into the mountains every morning and come back with two prey in my mouth.

Usually they are pheasants or hares, and sometimes they may even be large birds.

At night, they also keep vigil with great care.

Everyone is praising it. A dog can hold up to at least three people.

However, Qin Jia did not leave Qin Hao idle. If he could not study literature at ease, he would learn martial arts.

At this moment, Qin Hao was being watched by her, leaning on a branch, and of course, she was doing the same.

After finishing the horse stance, practice the spear stance with a wooden stick.

Qin Hao was still practicing his swing, while Qin Jia was already able to perform a complete set of marksmanship.

The swing of the wooden stick can stir up the sand on the ground, and every move carries a fierce wind, making it look domineering.

Qin Lie, who had a rare free time, originally wanted to go to the mountains to play with his younger brothers and sisters, but now he was stunned in place.

His eyes were full of confusion and disbelief.

? ? ? The younger brother and sister secretly became stronger, but they didn't take him with them as their older brother! ! !
  With an accusing expression on his face, Qin Lie said aggrievedly: "Jiajia, didn't you say that we would all practice together when we were done with our work..."       "Isn't it a bit boring to see Haohao with nothing to do, and let me get familiar with it. In order to avoid holding you back when the time comes, my eldest brother has a talent for martial arts, so we stupid birds should fly first."

Qin Jia turned the blame on his brother with a stern expression.

Haohao, who is tortured by his sister every day and no one cares about him: ...Actually, I'm not bored at all, wuwu~~
  After listening to the explanation, Qin Lie could understand.

Seeing Qin Hao's trembling legs, he sighed: "Sister, you have worked hard."

Qin Hao is not easy to teach at first glance. He has misunderstood. Let alone learning a month in advance, even a few months will be useless.

After all, he had never even practiced basic skills. Qin Lie trembled when he thought of teaching his six-year-old brother Zamabu, and he immediately decided to hand over this important task to his sister.

"This kid Haohao really needs to practice. When he was exiled, he couldn't even walk. He was still in poor health. Sister, you have to practice him well."

Qin Jia, who couldn't walk with him, was speechless. Why did he attack indiscriminately?

"Well, brother, don't you have to work anymore?"

"Yes, but we have to move into a new home tomorrow. Mom said we have a good meal tonight and we can have a day off."

Qin Jia nodded, "Have you heard of any prey coming back today?"

Don’t wait for a good meal, it’s wild vegetable soup...

Speaking of this, Qin Lie became excited, "Ye Ting is really awesome today. She just came back with a lamb in her mouth. Mom is preparing to make lamb soup."

sheep! ! !
  "Did Mom tell me how to deal with the sheep's internal organs?"

"That thing must have been lost. Ye Ting probably won't eat it either. It has bones and meat to eat."

That's right, there is no reason why those who hunt can only eat smelly offal without a bite of meat.

Every time Ye Ting brought back prey, Fang Yuerong would leave a separate portion for it.

And it’s not about choosing bad meat. Basically, chicken drumsticks are chopped into small pieces, but Ye Ting’s was a big chicken drumstick.

If there are two chickens, at least two drumsticks are for night listening.

If other people knew that their family was feeding dogs like this, they would probably be criticized.

In this age when there is nothing to eat, there is still time to raise a dog.

But for them, to use that phrase, the dog keeps them.

Don’t forget the dog’s wealth!

There are also many prisoners living nearby. Not everyone can hunt in the mountains. They eat meat every once in a while because of the dogs.

Ye Ting was so outstanding that Qin Jia began to worry about its safety.

Even though it was drawn, they already had feelings.

Ask her to draw it again, not sure if it will be it.

So she was afraid that someone would covet Ye Ting and hurt it.

It's not stupid even if you listen to it all night. On the contrary, it's very smart and can't be harmed by ordinary people.

The previous internal organs, basically the rabbit ones, were thrown away. The chicken ones were cleaned and cooked, but the sheep ones were very smelly and usually no one would eat them, so Fang Yuerong really planned to throw them away.

Qin Jia, who hurried back, stopped her and said, "Mom, wait."

"What's wrong?"

Qin Jia secretly took out a marinade packet from her pocket and gave it to Fang Yuerong, "Mom, don't throw it away. Clean it and simmer it with this. It will be delicious."

"Really?" Fang Yuerong put the package of marinated ingredients under his nose and smelled it suspiciously.

"Really, when people ask about it, they will say that it is stewed with the herbs that dad picked."

There were a lot of internal organs, and Fang Yuerong was not willing to throw them away, so he agreed, "Okay, I'll just waste some firewood if I try."

(End of this chapter)