The Abandoned Woman of Space

Chapter 163 A Stormy Night (9)
Liri, sunny after rain.

"Sister Mozi, it rained so much last night, are you and Tongtong okay?" Just after dawn, Qiuyue and He Jiuniang rushed to the hut in a hurry.

He Jiuniang looked at the messy yard, the bamboo fence beside the vegetable garden was blown down by the wind, the ground was muddy, and the thatch on the roof was thrown into a mess by the wind.

"How did you make it like this? How can you live with people?"

Last night, she and Qiuyue wanted to come over to have a look, but the wind and rain were too strong, and their house was also leaking, so they couldn't come over.

"Aunt He, sister Qiuyue, Tongtong and I are fine, but the thatched hut was damaged by the wind, I'm afraid we can't live there." Seeing He Jiuniang, Qiuyue's eyes were full of concern for her family, Yunmo felt warm in her heart, "As long as people are fine, it's fine, and if the house is broken, it needs to be rebuilt."

Seeing Yunmo, Yun Xiaotong is all well, and congratulating Jiuniang, Qiuyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Yunmo glanced at the small thatched hut and saw that the kitchen was already in disarray, so she said to He Jiuniang, "Aunt He, I'm afraid my stove may not be usable, and making Guanyin tofu these few days may make your family's life difficult." kitchen."

"It's no problem. Later, I'll ask Qiuyue to go to Ma Laoer's house and inform Zhilian that Zhilian's mother will come to work directly with me." He Jiuniang readily agreed.

"Thank you Aunt He." Yun Mo smiled gratefully.

She knew a kitchen, and it was inconvenient to make three meals a day and Guanyin tofu, "Aunt He, I will borrow your kitchen for a few days, and I will go to the county seat after I tidy up the vegetable garden." Find a craftsman, simply push this thatched cottage, rebuild it, and use it as a tofu workshop."

It was windy and rainy last night, several of the wild hibiscus on the edge of the vegetable garden were broken by the wind, and the drainage ditch reserved in the middle of the vegetable pit was also blocked by mud. The whole vegetable garden was wet. Fortunately, those garlic sprouts and potatoes had been absorbed The aura of Xianyuan Fujing is more resistant to wind and rain than those wild hibiscus that have grown for several years. After a night of wind and rain, those garlic and potato sprouts were not only barely knocked down, but turned green a lot .

"Sister Mozi, you don't need to go to such a troublesome county to find a craftsman." Qiuyue took Yunmo's words and said, "Mo Qingshan in our village is a mason. When his father's butcher's stall is not busy, he repairs houses for others. Building walls, I've seen, and that's a good job of building and building walls."

"Brother Qingshan is a mason, it's a good feeling." Yunmo was also happy when he heard that Mo Qingshan was a mason, so he went directly to Mo Butcher's house to invite Mo Qingshan, so that she would not have to go to the county again. Do it carefully, "Later, I will go to Brother Qingshan to see if he is free."

"Sister Mozi, if you're busy, I'll run for you later." Mentioning Mo Qingshan, Qiuyue's face was slightly uncomfortable, "Anyway, his house is close to Sister Zhilian's, so I'll stop by to help you." You ask."

Seeing her unnatural expression, Yunmo stared at her suspiciously.

Could it be that this girl likes Mo Qingshan?

Qiuyue felt that Yunmo was staring at her all the time, and she felt even more uncomfortable, "Sister Mozi, why are you always staring at me? Is it possible that I have flowers on my face?"

"There are no flowers, but, sister Qiuyue, why are you blushing?" Yun Mo joked deliberately.

Qiuyue quickly reached out and touched her face, but she didn't feel any heat, "Sister Mozi, how dare you lie."

Seeing her stomping her feet, Yun Mo smiled coquettishly, showing the shy appearance of a young girl Huaichun, "Okay, I won't make fun of you anymore."

This girl is just beginning to fall in love, if she continues to tease her, she will be ashamed to death.

He Jiuniang, after Qiuyue left, Yunmo hurriedly took the bamboo broom and cleaned the inside and outside of the thatched cottage. Yunye saw that she was too tired from busy work alone, so she took the initiative to carry the hoe and went to clean the house. The drainage ditches in the vegetable garden were dug to drain the rainwater accumulated in the vegetable garden last night.

Yunmo cleaned the thatched hut casually, and after feeling that it could barely accommodate people, she went to the kitchen to carry a bamboo basket and walked into the vegetable garden.

It was sunny after the rain, and the garlic sprouts in the vegetable garden were very tender and fresh. After growing for these days, the tender sprouts were almost one foot tall. Looking around, the whole patch of vegetables was so green that it was eye-catching.

"Yunye, let's make garlic omelets at noon today." Yunmo put the bamboo basket by his feet and talked to Yunye while pulling out the garlic sprouts.

Yun Ye tidied up the vegetable garden, holding the handle of the hoe with both hands, casually placed the end of the handle on his chin, and stood with his legs crossed to watch Yun Mo pull the garlic seedlings.

"I'm not picky eaters, I love to eat whatever you do."

Hearing what he said, Yun Mo felt inexplicably happy in her heart, curled her lips, and smiled with her back to Yun Ye: "That's right, I cook so hard, if you continue to pick and choose, I will sweep you away Send it out and let you drink the northwest wind."

When she spoke, her tone was very casual, very light, and even a little warm, just like a wife and husband joking and playing.

"Northwest wind is not as delicious as your dishes. Besides, fried meat with bamboo shoots is not delicious." Yun Ye saw her squatting there, her hands covered with mud, and her eyes overflowed with a doting smile.

Yun Ye's gentle voice came to his ears, and Yun Mo was slightly taken aback.

"You actually know fried pork with bamboo shoots?"

Stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots means being spanked with bamboo sticks, and Yun Ye even knows this.

She just pulled out a garlic seedling and held it in her hand. She turned her head and stared at Yun Ye in surprise, "It's unbelievable that you can make a joke."

In her impression, Uncle Yunye was aloof, cold, unsmiling, and a bit coquettish.

"I can even make chairs and grow vegetables. Is it more difficult to make a chair than to grow vegetables?" Yun Ye glanced at Yun Mo, asked a question without answering, then turned around with a hoe on his shoulder, leaving a lonely and cold back for Yun Mo foam.

Yun Mo rolled her big eyes at his back.

This man has committed the problem of playing the uncle again, he should take medicine.

(End of this chapter)