The wild wife is busy farming in ancient times

Chapter 344 Qian Sisi's Enlightenment
In the starless courtyard, she sat alone for a long time, then she looked down at her muddy dress.

'This is... don't plan to help her wash? '

'so good!Instead of being tortured twice a day'

Once upon a time, Qian Sisi, who regarded bathing as an ordeal, only exaggeratedly relieved after confirming that Xing would not wash her now.

Silently, she fetched some water to wash off the stains on her arms and legs, and then went back to the house to change them. When she stood in the yard for the next time, Qian Sisi inevitably thought of what Xing had said just now, so she felt a little heartbroken. Thinking about it, she let out a long sigh.

"Hey...my man is more poisonous than you...Mom?" Xing's eloquence can be said to be good at it, and she admired it unceasingly.It also made her naturally compare the two together.

And in this comparison, she always felt that Xing was better.

After all, with her mother, she can still fight for three hundred rounds, and three sentences with Xing is over.

Muran, I really want to see what will happen when my mother with a vicious mouth meets Xing, whether my mother is speechless by Xing, or Xing is speechless by my mother.

Thinking of her family, Qian Sisi's mood sank again, and with an ugly smile, Qian Sisi forced herself to withdraw her thoughts.

Today, all kinds of stars made her feel that this could no longer be the case.

Xing has started to divert her attention when she is sad, which also means that he can't stand it anymore.Originally, she didn't talk about her worries, just to not make Xing sad, but in the end she still made him worry.

Secretly, Qian Sisi decided that in order to make Xing less worried, in the future, she should not just stay silent in her own world. After all, she is not alone now, and she still has Xing.

Thinking of Xing's kindness to her, Qian Sisi adjusted her sinking mood again.

Laughing enough, he muttered to himself: "A person who disappears from the earth is lucky enough to reach another planet safely, and a person who falls from the sky is lucky enough to survive. A person who is completely different from here It's a completely different breed, and it's even more lucky to have a man who is dedicated to you, so, Qian Sisi, you are already lucky... If you are still lucky to conceive a child, and if this luck will continue, then You may be the luckiest person in the world. Therefore, even if this child will be your misfortune, you will still be the luckiest and the happiest when you are still alive."

With twists and turns, Qian Sisi almost got involved in what Qian Sisi said, but her words were vague, but her heart was clear.

As long as she thinks that a person who disappears on the earth should be a dead person, then she should be satisfied if she can live here and still have stars.It would be the best if she could give birth to a child. If she couldn't, she would have no regrets. She picked it all up.

Picked up life, picked up love, picked up children.

If God wanted to take back everything that was given to her, she would not be able to stop it, and she would be powerless to stop it, it was just pity for Xing.

After being without her, he who is so stubborn will not give in to any female. In that case, he has only two paths, one is to continue living here alone, and the other is to return to the island.

She thought that he would go back to the island, after all, he came to the tribe for her in the first place.

Therefore, she can't live a lazy life, she should cheer up, go in while she can still walk a few steps and enter the forest, and try to find something edible for Xing.

Having figured it out, the smile that Qian Sisi evoked did not have the bitterness of the past few months.

Faintly, warmly and satisfied, she got up and went to the small warehouse.

She still has a lot of things to do, so she doesn't have time to be sad.

She had to count how many empty wine jars there were, and she had to see if the high-quality wine had spoiled.

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At home, Qian Sisi looked at the wine after counting the jars, and took a few spoonfuls of isinglass after feeling that the jars were not enough.

Outside the house, Xing carried the shelf, and soon arrived under the vine, put down the shelf, untied a rectangular animal skin bag fixed by isinglass, and went to the tree. As long as it was ripe, he picked it and put it in the bag. Soon a shelf of grapes will be picked.

Back home with the rack on his back, Qian Sisi's voice was nowhere to be seen in the courtyard dam, frowning, looking for the heartbeat in his ears, Xing went to the big cave.

In the big cave.

Qian Sisi used the boiled isinglass to brush the bamboo bucket that had been dried not long ago.

These big bamboo buckets were originally intended to hold the flour and rice ground during the hot season, because during the snow season, the sky and the ground are covered with snow, and the water for eating at that time is melted snow water, so there is no water at all. Grinding, you have to grind by yourself, although it is very simple to grind by yourself after you have the magic, but Xing said that this year, with the children, you will eat more.

Therefore, Xing plans to grind the grass fruit powder and a series of vine roots and tree roots into noodles during the hot season, and store the grass seeds into rice, so that the snow season will be much easier, so I think Putting the flour directly in the cave was unclean, so he cut down a lot of bamboo buckets when there was nothing to do in the rainy season.

That way, it would be one less job when they come back from playing.

Now I saw grapes by accident, and there are not many grapes alone, and the clay pots in the warehouse are not enough at all. There are not so many pots, and the bamboo bucket brushed with isinglass on the top is enough to ferment the grapes.

After the fermentation is over and the wine is made, Xing should teach the tribe how to make pottery. At that time, Xing is burning some pottery, and the wine can be stored in the warehouse.

Therefore, Qian Sisi, who wanted to use bamboo barrels for fermentation, felt that a layer of fish gelatin should be placed inside the bamboo barrels, so as to block the contact between the grapes and the bamboo barrels, and prevent the odor from passing through.

It's just that she had good intentions and felt that she could do such a small thing by herself.

But when Xing came over and saw her leaning over half of her body in the bamboo barrel, holding the side of the bamboo barrel with one hand and hooking a small animal skin rubber barrel by the way, with her buttocks pouted, one leg up and the other foot on tiptoe Shi's face was almost green from fright.

My heart ached, and my mind was full of the picture of Qian Sisi pouting her buttocks and being stuck in the bamboo bucket with the glue in my hand, so after watching Qian Sisi tiptoe dangerously twice, her anger went straight rise.

"What are you doing?" After shouting, the person rushed to Qian Sisi's side, and when he wanted to pick her up, he realized that Qian Sisi was so pouty that it was not easy to hug him, for fear that he would pull Qian Sisi away in a hurry On the contrary, she let her belly hit the bamboo bucket, so there was still a trace of rationality left, her face darkened, and she suppressed and repeated secretly.

"Don't pull it, it will be bad if you pull her sideways and press her to the stomach." So, let her stand up by herself.

Get her up slowly.

But thinking that it would be good for Qian Sisi to get up slowly, Xing's action still defeated reason, and he directly stretched out his hand to hold one of Qian Sisi's arms.

Qian Sisi, who didn't know that Xing was so frightened by her, heard the sound, and just wanted to straighten her waist when Xing grabbed her arm, and saw the isinglass just dripping down the animal skin brush to the bottom of the bamboo bucket.

"Old... Gong, don't talk about it, the isinglass is... all dripping to the bottom of the bucket" Where she has already brushed it, it is already half dry, if you brush some more, it will be a waste.

(End of this chapter)