Xianggong came from the mountains

Chapter 12 The pheasant fell into the yard

Thinking of this, Xia Qinghe's face was full of joy.

She shoveled the pool of black soil and buried it in an open space not far from the yard, and then returned to the main room and sat on the bed.

All the young men in the village are like wolves and tigers. For example, today's Dahuzi looked at her with strange eyes, and several men in the village were like this. She is not a little girl who is ignorant of the world. I understand very well.

Naturally, he was also worried about his own safety. It would be fine if he was a modest gentleman, but what would he do if he encountered such a vulgar person.

What kind of uncooked rice is used to make mature rice, what kind of overlord bends his bow hard, she trembles all over when she thinks about it.

So she had to ensure her own safety. She really didn't want to enter the house where Mrs. Han and the others lived, but she had no choice but to bite the bullet and go in.

It was the second time she entered Mrs. Han's bedroom. After looking around, she decided to dismantle the bed and burn it. For no other reason, she really couldn't accept the bed and quilt that the dead had slept on.

Mrs. Han's bed was easy to dismantle. There were no valuables in this house, and the bed seemed to be falling apart. After asking Zhu Xiaochang to help throw all the quilts into the yard, she dismantled the bed little by little and moved it out. .

There were a lot of worn-out things under the bed that she was reluctant to throw away. She picked them up and looked at them, and she stayed aside after confirming that they were really useless.

At the back of the corner was a vase with a big hole. She wanted to throw it away, but when she picked it up, she heard a noise inside the vase.

Is there something in it?After thinking about it, Xia Qinghe quickly poured out the contents of the vase. It was a good thing if he didn't pour it out. Once it was poured out, Xia Qinghe was overjoyed, and actually poured out more than a dozen copper coins. Already pretty good.

She quickly picked up more than a dozen copper coins, found a small cloth bag, put them in her arms.

After finding a handful of hemp rope under the bed, Xia Qinghe cleaned out all the useless things.

The room was suddenly empty, and with Zhu Xiaochang's help, she moved the wooden cabinet to the place where the bed used to be, and then placed the beds of Zhu Dongmei and Zhu Chunhua in the cabinet.

Zhu Dongmei and Zhu Chunhua's quilts were also dirty, but this weather was not suitable for washing quilt covers. Xia Qinghe sighed and could only use them. When the weather was good that day, they took them out to wash and dry them.

The sun slanted westward, and the day passed without knowing it.

Xia Qinghe was cooking in the kitchen with a "bang", and something fell into the yard.She rushed out, but saw a dead pheasant in the middle of the yard.

Who must have thrown the pheasant in, she wanted to know who it was, and ran to the gate of the courtyard to look outside, but there was no one there.

The courtyard door was closed, and Xia Qinghe pushed a few wooden sticks behind for safety. Zhu's courtyard was surrounded by tall wooden sticks, more than half the height of an adult, so it was safe.

No one was seen, she picked up the pheasant, the belly of the pheasant was bleeding, it should be an arrow wound, she would not refuse to eat meat, now her body needs to be replenished, besides, she has already eaten sweet potatoes every day, and when she sees sweet potatoes, she thinks To the point of vomiting.

I just don't know who is so kind and throws a pheasant in.

Zhu Xiaochang also came out and saw the pheasant in Xia Qinghe's hand drooling.

He ran to Xia Qinghe's side and took the pheasant directly, with a happy face: "Where did the Qinghe pheasant come from?"

Xia Qinghe shook his head and said that he didn't know either.

"No matter where it comes from, as long as there is something to eat, we will eat chicken at night." She shook the chicken in her hand with a look of joy.

For some reason, she wanted to eat meat when she saw it.

Xia Qinghe was in trouble when the pheasant was brought into the house. How could he eat such a poor chicken?After much deliberation, I think it would be better to stir-fry it directly. In this era, every household also grows peppers, and there is a long string hanging outside Zhu's kitchen.

If you have something to eat, you will be motivated. Xia Qinghe feels that his whole body is full of strength at this moment.

Zhu Xiaochang reckoned that he hadn't eaten meat for a long time, and he kept drooling when he saw meat, so he didn't need Xia Qinghe to ask him to make a fire, and he happily ran to boil water by himself.

Xia Qinghe had killed a live chicken before, and it was not at all difficult to clean up the dead chicken. When the water boiled, she immediately began to scald and pluck the hair, and then cleaned the internal organs.

The pheasant is not very big and fat, but there is still some meat. She thought that the bones of the pheasant can be used to make soup, and the chicken can be fried directly. Anyway, she can make the best use of the chicken.

Cut up all the chicken, and the remaining chicken skeleton was still in the small pot beside it. The bandits snatched the pig, which was just right. Xia Qinghe had a shadow on pig food. She didn't have to raise pigs even if there were no pigs, although It's a lot of money, and now she doesn't expect to be able to keep these visible properties.

The village is very poor, and the poorer the place, the more it likes to care about every detail, as small as a needle.

She is not from the village, and now Zhu Xiaochang is the only one left in the Zhu family. If the Zhu family has any property, those people will definitely fight for it. She doesn't want to cause trouble for herself. She just wants to borrow and live here until she makes money. leave.

The chicken was stir-fried quickly, and she went in the dark to pick a handful of leeks and put them in, and boiled a few sweet potatoes as the main food.

The smell of meat was so strong that Zhu Xiaochang's saliva had already flowed out, and the two of them ate everything in embarrassment without the slightest politeness.

With a full stomach, Xia Qinghe felt that his mind was clearer, and he had thought through many things, and the most important thing right now was to make money.

Early the next morning, Xia Qinghe ordered Zhu Xiaochang to watch the house at home. She planned to visit the hill next to Zhu's house, so she found a cloth bag and put the rope in it, took a hatchet and went straight up the hill.

The road on the mountain was not far from Zhu's house, and the mountain road was very steep. It took her a long time to climb halfway up the mountain, leaning on a big rock to rest her breath, and she glanced at the village.

Most of the houses in the village are concentrated in one place. The Ruoshui River winds and turns. There are no other villages near the village. There are towering mountains on the other side of the river. Zhujia Village is actually a small village in a mountain depression. No wonder the bandits were so big a few days ago With such courage, he still dares to stay in the village. No one will come here without a boat in such a place where there is no village in front and no shop behind.

She looked at the cliff beside her in a daze. When she climbed up just now, she had been observing her surroundings. She didn't find a single herb, it was all sedges and pine trees.

I was a little disappointed, but decided to go up to the top of the mountain.

After taking a breath, she continued to climb up. When she reached the top of the mountain, she was out of breath and her whole body was weak. At this moment, the houses in the village were only the size of a matchbox, and cooking smoke was rising from the village.

(End of this chapter)