Madam, go home and farm

Chapter 23 Warmth
As the sun sets, the afterglow sprinkles on this ancient village, as if it has been covered with a layer of gold powder. In the fields, on the mountains and by the rivers, the villagers are either carrying hoes and grass, or leading cattle and sheep, chickens and dogs bark, and it is peaceful. scene.

Pu Huang held a small bamboo basket in her right hand, and glanced at the stone bridge. This environment, completely uncontaminated by modern times, was quiet and peaceful, and it stabilized her restless heart. It was not because there was someone to rely on, but because It's because she doesn't have to worry about losing her own life all the time, doesn't have to work hard to get food that isn't enough to fill her stomach, and doesn't have to face the blood of cannibalism.

Slightly curling the corners of her lower lips, Puhuang walked towards the direction of the setting sun, looking at those people who avoided her, she was amused and thankful, the people here are not so ignorant, they still say that Wu's biography If it comes out, it doesn't have that much credibility?

When passing by the gate, Mrs. Wu was sitting on a small bench, picking a small bundle of peanuts in her hand, and a large handful of yellow-green bean pods in the small dustpan next to her. She looked up and saw Pu Huang , couldn't help spitting on the ground, picked up the peanut stick and threw it to the cooing hen, "You are lazy, you can bark, you can only eat, and you don't lay eggs to sell for money."

The peanut seedlings were thrown over, and the hen was frightened and jumped up and ran away.

Pu Huang slightly raised his eyebrows, thinking that Wu's behavior was really funny, although people in the village love face and mind others talking about themselves, even pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, there are quite a few people who can't help it.As for herself, she doesn't care at all, the evaluation of outsiders has nothing to do with her, she is alone, as long as it is not too much, it is just that she has a reputation for being difficult to get along with her neighbors.

Turning around the corner of the room, I saw Hong Haoan moving his chair little by little towards the door. The sound scraped across the ground, making it uncomfortable to hear.The Xia family next door kept mumbling, nothing more than saying that the voice was too loud and disturbed the child in her belly.

Feeling a shadow falling in front of him, Hong Haoan raised his eyes and saw Puhuang standing in front of him, feeling ashamed in his heart, "Lady, you are back."

Pu Huang looked at Hong Haoan who was sweating profusely in front of her, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in her heart, um, how should I put it, it was as if she had worked hard for a day, and when she came home, someone would smile and say to her you are back!Hey, it would be even better if there is hot water and food, how like a good wife waiting for the door!

Cough cough, the description was wrong, Pu Huang coughed twice, "You want to come out?"

Hong Haoan lowered his head, "Seeing that you haven't returned yet, I want to go out and have a look." When he said this, his voice was as low as a mosquito, and the tips of his ears were red, and he dared not look at Puhuang with his lowered eyes.

Uh, Puhuang didn't expect this to be the answer, but seeing Hong Hao'an's appearance, he turned his bright eyes, "The sun is setting and it's not hot outside, how about going out to get some wind?" He was bored in the room all day, thanks to him being able to bear it .

Thinking of the sympathetic and pitiful eyes of the villagers, Wu's abuse, and the displeased face of the second master of the Hong family, Hong Hao'an hesitated for a long time, nodded and said: "Okay, then I will trouble you." Since Puhuang can't change his face Facing everything on the ground, he is a man, why can't he do it, is he not even as good as a woman?
Pu Huang smiled, didn't say much, went in and put the small basket on the table, moved Hong Hao'an and his chair out, and put them not far from Xiaozao, looking from his direction, just in time to see the river and across the river.

"You sit here. I borrowed a book from my cousin. You can read it. I'll fetch some water." As he spoke, Pu Huang took out the book copied by Mrs. Su and put it in Hong Hao'an's hand before taking it. Two buckets, fetch water from the well.

Hong Haoan looked down at the books sewn with hemp thread in his hands, and then looked at Puhuang's back, he couldn't help pursing his lips. When he was walking the darts, he heard a businessman talk, and that person said that books were not just for those scholars. What I have learned also includes other things, such as farming, cooking, etc. If you look carefully, you will definitely find a way to make money.

He only went to the village school for one year, and because of his youthful vigor, he was soured by Wu, and the second master of the Hong family didn't support him, so he went out to do errands early. Although he didn't study, he never forgot what he learned. I have always kept these words in my heart.

Thinking about it, Hong Haoan lowered his head and continued to read the book. The last refracted light of the setting sun fell on his body, casting a layer of light on him.

Hong Jiaping came over with a handful of cowpeas and a small handful of boiled peanut pods in a dustpan. What he saw was the scene in front of him. For some reason, he felt his eyes were a little wet. After four years, his brother finally dared to walk out of that small room. house.

"Brother Hong, why are you standing here?" Pu Huang came back with water, and saw Hong Jiaping standing in a daze not far from Hong Hao'an.

Hearing the voice, Hong Haoan raised his head and couldn't help showing a smile, "Jia Ping, you didn't even call out when you came over?"

Hong Jiaping scratched his head with one free hand, "I'm just dumbfounded by the way you read the book, hey, let's not talk about it, I went to the field today to pull a lot of peanuts and beans, boiled them all, give some Come and give you a taste." As he spoke, he shook the dustpan in his hand.

Puhuang put down the bucket, went into the room and took a bench out, and put it next to Hong Haoan, "Brother Hong, if you are not busy, just talk to Mr. Xiang, I will cook."

"Not busy, not busy, brothers and sisters hurry up." Hong Jiaping waved his hands again and again.

Pu Huang twisted a handkerchief and put it on the armrest of Hong Hao'an's chair, asking him to wipe it before eating, then turned around and went to wash rice and vegetables.

Hong Hao'an put the book away carefully, wiped his hands, then grabbed a handful of peanuts from the other end of the bench, peeled them carefully, and there was still juice in them, so he had to stretch his hands outside to avoid staining his clothes.

"Ma'am, can you come here with a bowl?" Hong Hao'an didn't eat the peanuts, but put the peanut kernels in his palm, turned his head and shouted at Puhuang.

Pu Huang responded, brought a rough pottery bowl over, put it on the stool, and turned around to start a fire again.

Hong Jiaping smirked and followed Hong Haoan's example, wiped his hands, peeled peanuts and beans bit by bit, and said some innocuous words from time to time.

"Wow! Sister-in-law, let me tell you that you are such a prodigal. There are only two of you, cooking so much rice, the half stone rice won't be eaten up so quickly, don't come and ask us for it, I can't support you guys." !" Hong Xiaomei rushed out from the side door, looked into the pot, and murmured fuss.

Puhuang stuffed two handfuls of grass into the stove, and before the pot was covered, this little sister Hong jumped out, talking about the same thing, is there any sister-in-law who says that about her elder brother and sister-in-law?
Pu Huang raised his eyes to look at Hong Xiaomei as if nothing had happened, and the corner of his mouth curved into a sarcasm, "Little sister, you don't have to speak so loudly, you are not deaf anymore."

Hong Xiaomei snorted, and looked at Puhuang with disgust, "Oh, I'm afraid you won't hear me, you really don't know how to live, if you don't share the food, this family will not be ruined by you."

"Little sister!" Hong Haoan yelled sharply, "Apologize to your sister-in-law, you are a little girl, can you say these nonsense?"

"Heh, big brother, you can't even take care of yourself, stop meddling in other things, I wouldn't bother to come here if Mother said she wanted to eat fried vegetables with mushrooms. Hey, where are the mushrooms you picked, bring them to me!" Hong Xiaomei laughed mockingly. After taking a look at Hong Haoan, he confidently asked Puhuang for mushrooms.

Pu Huang raised his eyebrows, "Little sister, I'm really sorry, the mushrooms are gone."

"What, it's gone?" Hong Xiaomei's voice was raised several times, very sharply, "I said, what are you eating? Since you have gone up the mountain, you will die if you pick more mushrooms! Anyway, I don't care, you have to eat it today." The mushrooms were given to me."

"Little sister, go back to the house. You're a girl. It's outrageous to say that you are dead or alive. At this time of the year, there are not many mushrooms that can be picked. Think about it before you say anything in the future." Hong Haoan's face changed. No matter what, it is necessary to protect one's own wife, and Hong Xiaomei is indeed too lacking in discipline.

"Brother, it's not your turn to teach me a lesson, and I don't look at you like that. If I had found a rope and hanged myself, I wouldn't have stayed and dragged others down." Hong Xiaomei said disdainfully. Living in the house for such a long time made her big-eyed, and even looked at everyone who had noses or eyes or eyes.

Puhuang frowned, turned around and took a handful of thorny fern grass, and brushed it across Xiaomei Hong's face. With the help of spiritual power, the thorny branch passed across her left cheek, leaving a String of blood beads.

"Ah!" Hong Xiaomei's voice sounded like killing a pig, "You bitch, you even scratched my face with grass, and it was bleeding. I wanted to kill you, but you disfigured me." Pounce on Puhuang.

Pu Huang hugged the big fern, blocked the little girl, pretended to be surprised and said: "Little sister, you are standing so close, I accidentally bumped into you, quickly, wipe a handful of plant ash to stop the bleeding." As he said that, he bent down to grab a handful of gray plant ash by the stove.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, I told you to come over and get a mushroom. What the hell is your name? The whole village has heard it. Don't you want your reputation?" Seeing that Xiaomei Hong didn't pay attention to her words and deeds, Mrs. Wu was too carried away. He also frowned in his heart, the reason why he rushed out was because he heard the word disfigurement, he was afraid that his little face would be damaged and he would not find a good family.

Hong Xiaomei covered one side of her face, and threw herself into Wu's arms, "Mother, mother, I'm disfigured, what should I do, it's all this slut, if you don't give me mushrooms, it's fine, and even scratched me with that branch! Mother, you But let me be the master!"

Mrs. Wu gave Puhuang a hard look, then grabbed Hong Xiaomei's shoulder, and pulled her hand away. Seeing that her face was only scratched and shed a few drops of blood, she would be fine if she raised her, and she didn't lose her appearance. Suddenly heaved a sigh of relief, "Go back to the house first."

Hong Xiaomei didn't want to, so she stood behind Mrs. Wu and stared at Puhuang bitterly.

Putting down the fern in his hand, Pu Huang stuffed two handfuls into the stove, looked at Mrs. Wu and said lightly, "Mother, there are no more mushrooms. If you really want to eat them, I'll go into the mountains to look for them tomorrow. It's too late." If it doesn’t rain, the mushrooms won’t grow.”

"Bah, I don't care if you have mushrooms or not. Let me ask you. You clearly know how important a face is to a girl, and you deliberately hurt the little girl. What kind of heart do you have, and you want to burn you?" That fire, kneel down for me!" With one hand on her hips and the other pointing to Puhuang, a look of color flashed in Wu's eyes, and she decided to take advantage of today to teach her a good lesson.

(End of this chapter)