The first peasant girl of splendid elegance

Chapter 24
In the early morning, the golden sunlight shines on the quilt through the window lattice, leaving little broken light spots, which is beautiful and sad.

After Jun Yao finished washing, she went back to the inner room, where the two little guys were still soundly asleep.

She stepped forward and gently woke up Wuyou, seeing his sleepy eyes, her cute heart was about to rippling.

"Mother, I'll get up right away." Wuyoumi said foolishly, looking at Junxie with her eyes covered.

"No, you continue to sleep. In the pot in the kitchen, Mother warmed up the steamed buns from last night for you. When you and your sister are full of sleep, get up and eat some. Even if it's noon, it's fine. If it's not hot, you can Re-ignite the fire and heat it again. The weather is cold now, so you can’t eat cold food, so as not to spoil your stomach. Mother is going to go to the mountains to pick wild game. When you go to the market next time, you can exchange it for money, and you and your sister will stay at home and look after the house. Do you know?" Junxi was worried about the two children, and chattered.

As soon as Wuyou heard that his mother wanted to enter the mountain by himself, Zhou Gong was swung eight thousand miles away by him, and he wanted to put on his clothes when he lifted the quilt, but was caught by Junxie, who stuffed him into the quilt and tucked him into the quilt. horn.

"Don't get up, sleep more, and if you go with me, what will happen to my sister, mother will be fine by herself."

"But mother, I don't trust you." Wuyou's big black eyes showed obvious anxiety.

This look, although immature, almost forced Jun Yao's tears, how long has it been since she has been so cared about by anyone, how long has it been since she felt the warmth of crying.

Possessed, gently placed a kiss on the son's forehead, got up and smiled and said: "What are you worried about, mother is an adult, but you, the family is going to be handed over to you, a little man today, so don't let mother worry about it." Come on, you know?"

Looking at Jun Yao's gentle eyes, Wuyou couldn't help but clenched his fists under the quilt, and tried to say seriously: "Well, mother, don't worry, I will take good care of my sister."

"Well, then I'll be leaving, you go to sleep." Junyi adjusted Qiao'er's already tight quilt, then opened the door curtain and walked out.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Wuyou had a happy smile on his face, turned around to look at his younger sister's sleeping red face, and finally closed his eyes slowly again.

In the early morning, Quanshui Village is bathed in a mist, like a mysterious veil, covering this peaceful and peaceful paradise.

Walking on the road, Jun Yao took a deep breath of the breath of nature in the air, and the fragrance of the soil continuously washed away the stale air in the body through the taste buds, instantly refreshing the spirit.

The harvest time of fungus actually passed quickly, but because this is ancient times, the jungle vegetation is lush, and the climate will be relatively humid and warm, so the harvesting period will be extended, but this extension will be at most one month, and after one month? ?Should she change her sales method?

When she reached the woods, the sun had already risen high, and standing here, she could still see some people in the fields in the distance, busy with the field work.

Going deep into the woods, I still hold a dead branch and drag the ground, and when I encounter some relatively large dead branches along the way, Junyi will stop and put them away, so that when I go back, I can carry them back and keep them. Stock up and keep warm in winter.

At home, Wuyou has already woken up, and in the kitchen, although the firewood in the stove is burnt out, it is still red. He sent a few more pieces of wood in. Now that the weather is cold, if the fire is slightly cut off, it feels like the thatched cottage is everywhere. Into the wind, Qiao'er is still lounging on the kang under the quilt, but she can't let her be cold.

He scooped out water from the small pot on the other side, washed his face first, then soaked a handkerchief and went into the back room, wiped Qiaoer, and said: "Qiaoer, get up, mother is not at home today, we Eat by yourself."

Qiaoer blinked, looked at her brother, and then turned her head to look at the neatly stacked light green bedding next to her, only then did she realize that she hadn't seen her mother since she woke up.

Hearing what Wuyou said, he hurriedly asked: "Brother, where did mother go?"

"Mother has gone to the mountains, and I'm waiting for the next time I go to the market, so I can use some mountain products to sell money." He quickly folded his quilt, and then handed the clothes warmed by the kang to Qiao'er, "Hurry up and wear them." Come on, the sun is on your heels."

"Hey, I'll get up right now." Get out of bed, take warm clothes, put them on quickly, then get up to arrange her own quilt, by the time she folded it, she was already out of breath.

For breakfast, it was still fried buns from last night. Although it was made overnight, the taste was still very good.

And when Mrs. Yang came in, what she saw were two cute little dolls sitting on a low table on a spacious heated kang, holding a porcelain bowl and eating buns in the bowl. The little boy would occasionally pick up a handkerchief. Wipe the oil stains on the corners of my sister's mouth.

"Grandma, you are here." Wuyou saw Yang Shi first, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and smiled at her.

"Grandma, Qiaoer misses you so much. Grandma is here to eat steamed stuffed buns. Mother made them." Seeing Yang Shi, Qiaoer hurriedly put down the bowl, stood up and was about to rush over. Yang hurried forward and took it with open arms. Her small body was held in her arms.

"Grandma's darling, Qiaoer ate it by herself, and grandma ate it at home." In just a few days, the faces of the two children were no longer sallow, but became red and smooth, and they had the seriousness that a child should have. Look, who doesn't say that the two grandchildren a while ago almost made Yang's heart ache to death. If it wasn't for the Jun family's inability to leave, she would like to stay here every day and never go back.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling sad for a while, when she would be able to leave Jun's house, she could hardly bear it any longer, and she really didn't know when she couldn't restrain herself, and thus completely tore her face.

"Grandma, let's eat something, mother made it, it's delicious." Wuyou ran down to the ground, already went to the kitchen and packed four buns in a bowl, walked over with a pair of chopsticks, and put them beside Yang.

Holding Qiao'er in her arms, Yang looked at the overly sensible Wuyou, her nose was sore, she almost didn't cry, she was busy teasing Qiao'er in her arms to divert her attention.

"Xiaoshan..."

"Grandma, that's not right, mother has already changed my brother's name to Wuyou." Qiao'er said in a watery voice.

"Oh, that's right, it should be called Wuyou now, Wuyou, what a good name." She sighed, although it is a name, but it is also a hope. Who would want to live without any worries, "Where is your mother?"

"Mother has gone to the mountains. These days, mother will go every day. Speaking of getting colder every day, we can earn more, and we will have a better winter." Wuyou took a broken porcelain cup and poured it for Yang. Serve hot water, "Grandma, let's have a taste."

"Hey, good." Yang didn't refuse, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a steamed stuffed bun, brought it to his lips, and took a bite. A rich and delicious soup mixed with the unique fragrance of wild mushrooms. fragrant.Yang couldn't help but take a closer look. Although it was made yesterday, it didn't affect its deliciousness at all. She was once again proud of her daughter's craftsmanship.

(End of this chapter)