Farmer girl with space for good farming

Chapter 117 Nutrition of Four Children (1)

When I came out of Li Chong's house, the sun had already set in the west, leaving behind a sky of sunset.

The sky is full of red clouds, very beautiful.

In this empty countryside, such natural scenery is the most pleasing to the eye.

At this time, Father Mu, Sun and the others should all be back home. Fortunately, they cooked a meal before going out, otherwise they would have to drink rice porridge at night.

Therefore, Mu Li was not in a hurry to leave, and took a stroll while admiring the scenery.

When they got home, Father Mu and Mrs. Sun had already arrived.

"Big brother."

Pushing open the fence gate, I saw my eldest brother Mu He sitting in the yard and weaving shoes with a straw rope in his hands. Although there were traces of washing on his bare feet, the loess mud that had penetrated into the skin was still obvious.

"Xiaoli, you're back, where have you been so late?" Seeing her asking casually, Mu He continued editing straw sandals without stopping.

"I went out because of something just now, brother, did your shoes break?" Mu Li asked.

"Well, just make it up." Mu He nodded, and didn't ask her where and what she was going to do.

He also knew in his heart that the little girl is very capable now, she can go up the mountain to pick wild mushrooms and go down the mud to touch loaches, she even dares to catch snakes, and the money she sells brings a lot of things to the family.

Otherwise, at this time, he and father would have to look at people's faces and ask people to borrow rice to live.

Although the younger sister always wastes food lavishly when cooking, he has rarely been hungry in the past month, and there is still a lot of rice left at home.

It's not like in the past, no matter how much you save, your stomach will always be so hungry, and the rice at home will always be so low and so worrying.

"Well, it would be nice to have a pair of sturdy cloth shoes, which are always repaired, so troublesome."

Mu Li looked at the tanned boy, holding grass stalks in his rough hands and kept knitting, saying that he didn't feel distressed would be a lie.

Although straw sandals like this don't cost money to sell, the grass stems are easily damaged no matter how densely woven they are.

One grass stalk is broken, and other grass stalks are also broken one after another, especially those who work in the fields for a long time like Mu He, and they break down quickly. Basically, it takes about half a month to re-weave a pair, which is very troublesome.

And it is not good-looking and uncomfortable to wear. Wearing this kind of straw sandals all the time will make your feet look ugly. The shoes of poor people are all like this.

Their family also wears this kind of straw sandals, and she really wants to buy a pair of comfortable cloth shoes to wear.

"I think these straw sandals are pretty good. If they were cloth shoes, I wouldn't want to wear them to the ground." Mu He smiled.

Mu Li wanted to say that she was right, but before she could say anything, Sun's voice came from the kitchen: "What kind of cloth shoes, are those that we poor people can wear? Xiao Li, you girl, you haven't made any money yet. Thinking about wasting money, with this money, it is better to buy a few catties of rice to eat, every night, the big pot of rice, the grain merchants can't afford to spend like this..."

"Mom, you're exaggerating too much. It's just a few meals of rough rice. Not to mention grain merchants, even ordinary people can afford it..." Mu Li curled her lips, always saying that she was a waste, but she was just understanding for their day's work , I just want them to go home and have a full meal. Where is it wasted?

"What do you know, a little girl who has earned a few pennies? Your second uncle's family is so rich and rich that they don't cook a big pot of rice every day! It's fine if you waste some rice at noon, and you have to work all afternoon, but at night Why do you still eat so much after you come back, sleep when you are full, don’t have to work, and cook so much, really, you don’t know how to run a house at all, who would dare to marry you in the future..." Sun scolded.

The nagging hasn't stopped, and she's even talking about getting married.

Hmph, she doesn't want to marry someone who doesn't even give them enough to eat three meals a day!

(End of this chapter)