Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 7 The Pocket Money From Big Brother

"After the family split up, our grandpa and grandma basically didn't get anything. Now the fields we divide are all wasteland that we opened up by ourselves. After so many years of careful cultivation, it has become a medium-sized field."

"Well, it seems that when looking for someone for my second sister in the future, I must first inquire about the character of the other party. If there are some powerful old ladies, I will definitely not do it!"

Mo Qingli said seriously with a smile on her face, causing the second sister Qing Qiang to bend over laughing and pinch her little nose, "You little girl, what do you know? .”

"Second sister, don't look down on people."

Feeling that she was underestimated again, Mo Qingli made a face at her second sister. She knows a lot about it, okay? Her eyes were full of drizzle, which was nothing at all.

"Okay, okay, our four girls know the most."

"Second sister has told you several times, don't call me fourth girl, it sounds like a dead girl."

Mo Qingli frowned, and was in the final struggle.

"Okay, girl Li."

Mo Qingqiang was in a good mood. She opened the basket of eggs and looked at them. There were 26 eggs in total. This time, instead of only stewing one egg custard at a time, she should stew two eggs, and my younger brother can also eat them.

Mo Qingli looked at her second sister stroking the eggs one by one, as if cherishing jade, and sighed with her forehead, it was all caused by poverty, look, she is not the only one who is petty, but the second sister Mo Qingqiang I don't know what she's thinking, I'm still intoxicated by the illusion of eggs, otherwise I will definitely give her a chestnut.

The night was exactly as Qingli thought, it rained all night, she tossed and turned on the kang and didn't sleep well all night, the result was that she got up late in the morning.

"Little sister woke up? When the weather is good, the sun really shines on your butt!"

Mo Zisong was sitting on the edge of the kang, they had breakfast long ago, it was raining a little bit just now, otherwise father would have taken him and his eldest brother to the town, the road must be full of mud in this kind of weather and it would be very difficult to walk.

"Third Brother."

Qing Li was sleeping in a daze, seeing that the person in front of her was Mo Zisong, she regained her composure, looked outside the window, it was still dark, "What time is it, third brother, it's so early."

"You girl, it's almost noon and you're still sleeping."

"what?"

Qingli calculated the time, is it almost eleven o'clock, the child is just sleepy, the outside is still dark, but the sound of rain can't be heard.

"It's raining very little now. Mother is preparing things now. We will go back to town with dad in a while, little girl. It will take another ten days and a half a month to come back next time."

Mo Zisong pouted. There is really nothing good in the town. The place is far away from home. It takes an hour to take a shortcut from home. The soles of the shoes are very expensive. Apart from eating the meals in the school, the father and son are in the house. The small rented courtyard rarely fires. The main reason is not that the gentleman is far away from the kitchen. My father is not so pedantic, but the taste of the food is not flattering. Mojia Village is better. There is everything in the mountain. If you are lucky, you can even hunt a mountain. Chickens and rabbits, wild fruits, bird eggs from trees, fishing in the river, and the boys from the same village, all day long in the town for what they want, and when they go home, they stare at each other with their father and elder brother.

"Third brother, it's okay, I can go to town to see you if I have a chance."

"really?"

Mo Zisong's eyes lit up, the eldest brother is too stable, he knows how to learn all day long, the second sister, Po La, troubles him all day long, and the younger brother is too young, only the fourth younger sister, who is not much different in age from him, and they are easy to get along with.

Mo Qingli thought for a while, it seems that the original owner of the body has never been out of Mojia Village. She is seven years old and has never been to the town. She must find a chance to go to the town to see the world and understand the world. The local customs and customs, and by the way, see if there are any ideas for making a fortune.

"Little sister, hurry up. I'll comb your hair and prepare the washing water for you. After a while, the food in the pot will be cold."

The second sister, Mo Qingqiang, opened the door curtain and saw the third disciple Song was there, so she said in a loud voice, "Third brother, quickly change into straw sandals, this road is not easy to walk, don't walk in the mud, these shoes are not good I can’t wear them, and Mother is baking cornbread for you, and you’ll save them for the road.”

Mo Qingqiang brushed Qingli's hair well with a peach wood comb, then pushed her to the kitchen to freshen up, took out the warm porridge from the pot, cut a small plate of pickles, and added a boiled egg.

"Second sister, you eat too."

Mo Qingli peeled the hard-boiled eggs. The white and smooth egg whites made her salivate. A foodie is a foodie. It’s just that there hasn’t been any oil or water for three months. Now that she sees delicious food, she will automatically secrete it. saliva.

"you eat."

Mo Qingqiang didn't even look at the eggs, "These are eggs from my aunt's house. Their chickens are all free-range, and they eat bugs at the foot of the mountain. The eggs are better than ours."

Mo Qingli nodded knowingly. These are the so-called authentic free-range eggs. She broke them along the middle, and sure enough the yolk was a little red. She forced half of the eggs into the second sister's mouth, otherwise Mo Qingqiang She definitely wouldn't eat it, so she felt relieved after seeing her chewing, and started drinking brown rice porridge with few grains of rice.

"You girl, give it to me, do you have enough for yourself? Look at your small body."

Mo Qingqiang hates and loves Qingli now. After falling once, she is more sensible, but she also has an idea and is no longer obedient.

"It's okay, there is no work in rainy days anyway."

Qingli took a bite of pickled vegetables. Today they served capers. There were a lot of chili peppers in them. It was hot and sour, and it went well with rice. Although there may not be any seasonings when pickling, the original taste is good. She eats very well, perhaps because she is deeply poisoned by the pesticides, vegetables and fruits of the 21st century. When she comes here, she feels that everything is good.

"You girl, it's not enough to eat, eat a piece of corn cake."

While baking corn pancakes, Mrs. Liu listened distractedly to the conversation between her sisters. She felt that her girls were very sensible, and she was very relieved. When she saw the corn pancakes coming out of the pan, she hurriedly gave Qingli one.

"Eat quickly."

This time Mo Qingqiang was afraid that Qingli would be given to her again, so she hurried out of the kitchen, not forgetting to turn her head and tell Qingli, "Put the bowls and chopsticks there after eating, and I'll come and clean them later."

The corn pancakes baked by Liu only put a little bit of oil, but they are golden in color, taste sweet, and Qingli likes to eat them very much. With capers, he ate a pancake in a few mouthfuls, and finished the porridge quickly. It's warm in the stomach.

"Girl Li, do you want to have another corn pancake?"

Mrs. Liu was making pancakes, she was so busy that she didn't have time, she didn't look back, she just said hello.

"Mom, I'm full, save it for dad and elder brother to eat on the way."

(End of this chapter)