Nongmen lady has some fields

Chapter 1087
There used to be wild vegetables to eat anyway, but now they don't even have to eat wild vegetables.

Cheng Guihua secretly complained in her heart that she should have married to Changfeng Village in the first place.

At that time, no one found two families for her, one was Zhao Tiangang and the other was from Changfeng Village. In fact, the other family had better conditions than Zhao Tiangang’s family, but she chose Zhao Tiangang. The reason why she chose Zhao Tiangang was because of Zhao Tiangang. At that time, he was tall and big, and he looked handsome.At that time, it belonged to the little girl's family, so naturally they fell in love with men like Zhao Tiangang more. The little girl's family had a simple mind and didn't think so much.At this moment, Cheng Guihua only felt a little regretful.

If she had married into Changfeng Village instead of Zhao Tiangang, her life would be happier now.

At that time, it belonged to the little girl's family, and she was not sensible.Now I just feel that whatever appearance and appearance are bullshit, money is the last word.

When you have money, you can at least eat enough and wear warmth.Eat and drink well, unlike now, life is tight, and I live with the money in my hand every day.

There is a severe drought at the moment, and it is troublesome to get some water in Zhaojia Village. Cheng Guihua just feels that she hasn't bathed for a long time, and her body is very uncomfortable. Her body is really itchy. Cheng Guihua feels that if she doesn't take a bath , It is estimated that there will be lice all over the body.

But Changfeng Village is different now. The water in the river in Changfeng Village has not dried up.

Cheng Guihua thought, if she had married in Changfeng Village, she probably wouldn't have to suffer such a crime.

"Dajuan, get me a bunch of pickles in the jar." Cheng Guihua commanded.

"Oh, mother, I'll go right away!" Zhao Dajuan responded.

There are a lot of pickles pickled in the jars at home, all of which were pickled last winter.Now Cheng Guihua only thinks that she is very witty, and she pickled a little more last winter.Otherwise right now.There is no food at home, only porridge.

Zhao Dajuan fished out a handful of pickles from the jar.

"Dajuan, wash me with rice washing water." Cheng Guihua ordered again.

"Oh..." Zhao Dajuan washed the pickles with the rice washing water in the morning.

After washing, hand it to Cheng Guihua.

Cheng Guihua directed Zhao Dajuan to light a fire in front of the stove.

Holding a handful of pickles, Cheng Guihua chopped them up.When the oil pan is hot, put two drops of rapeseed oil into it.Then put a plate of pickles in and stir-fry.

Cheng Guihua stretched her neck and smelled it, it was so fragrant!It still smells like rapeseed oil!

"Mom, what shall we eat today?" Zhao Dajuan stretched out his mouth and asked.

"What to eat, what to eat, what else to eat, porridge. Some food is good. Do you know how many families in our village are starving to death?"

"Oh..." Zhao Dajuan curled her lips and licked the corners of her mouth.

She just felt that life was a little too tight.

It's been a long time since I ate white rice. I drink porridge every day. I really miss the delicious taste of white rice.

"Dajuan, heat up the fire, the dishes in this pot are not responding!" Cheng Guihua muttered.

Zhao Dajuan just wanted to eat rice and was lost in thought.Forgot to stuff firewood into the stove hole for a while.

When Zhao Dajuan was told by Cheng Guihua, her heart tightened, and she hurriedly stuffed a grass ball into it.

(End of this chapter)