The fertile farm girl in the portable space

Chapter 31 The Egg Storm
"Yeah, grandma, I know I'm useless, and I can't do anything at the age of nine. How can you be so capable, right?" Coriander obviously praised her, but her tone was slightly mocking.

The old lady was hard hated by the coriander. Although she was unhappy and couldn't say anything, especially since she was under the tree and there were many people in the village, she couldn't let others think that she was a mean old woman.

"Ha, Mrs. Hai, you are here too."

"That's not it, everyone is lazy and slippery! I won't come out with my old bones, but I don't have the money to supplement the family." The old lady snorted, took out some baked corn tortillas, and shared one with coriander.

The coriander didn't care whether it was cold or hard, and I gnawed it voraciously.Grandma's, I didn't even eat breakfast, this is how people live!

"This child! You don't have to worry about choking if you eat in such a hurry." The woman with the blue cloth scarf on her head laughed.

"Didn't...didn't eat breakfast." With a cake in his mouth, he said vaguely.

"Hey, poor baby, I said Mrs. Hai, why is this little baby hired to work without being fed?"

The old lady's face darkened, she gave the coriander a hard look, then turned her head and smiled flatteringly: "Auntie, you don't know, I got up early and cooked a big pot of vegetable porridge, and this idiot refused to eat it! My yard is full Chasing her! Why don't you give her food? My Hai family is a scholarly family, so it's possible that the child will still be hungry?"

Coriander pretended not to see the white eyes, and listened to the old lady bewildering black and white, opening her eyes and talking nonsense, flattening her mouth in disdain, turning her head, and continued to nibble with gusto.

"That's that. Picking tea is a hard job. This baby is still young. Looking at his thin body, can he eat it?" He said yes, but his eyes showed disbelief. Who in this village I don't know who the old lady is.

"Oh, children like to make trouble, what can you do seriously? You have to follow my old lady to join in the fun! You can't stop it!" When the old lady was not happy, she put down the pancake she had chewed a few times, and While gesticulating while talking, spittle stars flew all over the place.

"It's made up to look like the real thing." With a cold face, he muttered.

"Say what?" The old lady bluffed and stared.If this damn girl dares to embarrass herself, go back and see how I deal with her.

"No... just say it, I'm a little choked..." Pretending to rub his throat.

"Hmph, it's not easy to work, but I know how to pick and choose. The children are so talkative." The old lady turned her face and shouted in a low voice.

Rolling his eyes, he knew that arguing with the old lady would not gain any benefit, and he was the one who was unlucky when he went back.

A cake, finished in a few mouthfuls, with a swipe of the fingers, the meaning is still unfinished.I touched my stomach, but I was still not full, "Grandma, is there any more?"

"It's gone." Seeing the coriander staring at him hungry, he quickly stuffed the last half of the cake into his mouth, and said vaguely, "It's gone. Children... If you eat too much, you will be full."

virtue.Coriander stood up, turned and left.

"Where are you going? Come back!" The old lady yelled angrily, "I haven't finished picking yet! Damn girl, run away after eating!"

"I'm going for a drink!"

Coriander didn't bother to pay attention to her, thinking that when she came here just now, she saw a clear stream here, and after walking for a while, she really found it.I was very thirsty, I didn't drink any saliva this morning, and I couldn't control that much, I bent down, took a handful of clear water with my hands and drank it, and suddenly felt a coolness moisten my throat and reach my stomach.The dry, smoking throat was finally better.

The temperature difference in this day is big, although it is a bit chilly in the morning, when the sun comes out, it feels like a person who is roasted in a steamer. When I wipe it with my hand, sweat drips from my forehead. After drinking the water, I wipe my face again, and the cool water covers the skin. The hot and red face was ironed with indescribable comfort. After touching it, the sweat on the cheeks was washed away, refreshing and clean.

Then he straightened up and trotted towards the tea garden.I thought to myself, if it's a little late, scolding is inevitable.

Sure enough, when the old lady saw her, she scolded her blah blah blah.

The coriander was not annoyed either, and took out two small cotton balls from his bosom, secretly stuffed them into the ear holes, and continued to pick them as if nothing had happened.

The old lady scolded for a long time, seeing that the little girl remained calm, she was very annoyed, but felt that her throat was burning, and it hurt so badly, she sat down on the edge of the tea garden angrily, panting heavily.

Coriander hummed a ditty, her hands flew up and down quickly, and threw the tender tea dumplings into the basket. The basket was specially made, wrapped in beige cloth and nailed.Out of the corner of his eye, he secretly glanced at the angry old lady. He was amused in his heart, so he ignored it and focused on picking tea.

"Chachacha——" There was the sound of tea picking in the quiet tea garden. There were too many teas picked, and even the fingers were dyed green.

In the evening, Xiangcai's arms were so sore that she couldn't lift her arms, and she felt that her legs were also hanging.

"Go back, grandma. Look, everyone in the village has gone back." Coriander rubbed her flat stomach, looked at the women who left in twos and threes, and thought, don't bring such exploiters!The empty city plan has been sung eighteen times.

"Go back! You're a girl, you know how to eat!" The old lady pulled her face, and she was about to explode when she caught a glimpse of the tea leaves in the coriander basket, and then looked at her basket. The girl actually picked more than herself. I picked it up casually and saw that it was all new and tender tea leaves, and there was no old leaf mixed in. I really couldn't pick out any thorns, so I swallowed the words abruptly.

"Grandma, it's getting dark. Picking tea under such light can hurt your eyes. Especially for elderly people, once their eyes are hurt, they will be really blind. I'm afraid it's not easy to get a needle through." Coriander Look at the sky, with a serious face.

I was thinking about the white money, but I was not willing to leave like this. Hearing the half-truths of Xiangcai, although his mouth was hard, he was a little scared in his heart. I am getting old, and my eyesight is indeed not good.

"Let's go." The old lady waved impatiently.

Coriander was happy, straddling a full tea basket with one hand, dragging two legs that seemed to be filled with lead, moving towards home like a crab.

After picking for more than ten days in a row, the coriander was so tired that my face was dark and thin, but I was very happy seeing so many tea leaves.If the quality of the fried tea is good, it can be sold for a lot of money to support the family.

After the tea leaves are harvested, there are still many procedures for frying the tea leaves, so the old lady and coriander are busy.

After igniting the fire and heating the pot, the old lady poured the tea leaves into the cauldron, ordered the parsley to burn, and took a broom made of moso bamboo to stir fry it herself.

Stir-frying is a technical job, and the force is very particular. The old lady turned her sleeves and concentrated her attention. The stir-frying was done quickly and evenly, and the tea leaves had to be shaken carefully.Coriander looked carefully, not blinking, and saw that the bright green of the tea leaves turned dark green.

"Lighten the fire!" The old lady shouted, frying more vigorously.

(End of this chapter)