first-class pretty peasant woman

Chapter 24 And Dung
"Zhong Qing, what did you call me?"

"Oh, I didn't call you, I just told them that the window is finished, and I asked you to cut some window grilles and cover it so that there will be no air leakage!" Seeing Jinxiu coming, Zhong Qing couldn't help explaining carefully. Fan.

"Xiu'er doesn't have window paper here, mother, why don't I go back tomorrow and buy some for my sister?" Su Zhixuan's words made Jinxiu feel happy.I'm worried that I can't find a chance for the two of you to meet, hehe.

"Okay, let's not leave today, just stay here for a while." Just like that, several people had another delicious dinner at Jinxiu, and rested at Jinxiu's house.

Zhong Qing went back after eating, Jinxiu gave up the bed to her mother and younger sister, went to the rain-drenched bed with Qin Dayong in the main house, and the two daughters slept with Shen Shi and Linglong.Su Zhixuan slept alone in the main bedroom next to the stove.

There were not enough mattresses and quilts, so the good ones were left to Shen and his children. Jinxiu Qin Dayong and Su Zhixuan both slept like straws.Shen felt sorry for her daughter and gave her a quilt, so her son only got her cotton-padded jacket.

Originally, if it didn't rain, it would be just a night.

But the weather was not good, and in the middle of the night, silently, it began to rain in the village.The raindrops passed through the gaps in the broken tiles of the roof, and slowly gathered into drops, which fell on the sleeping people in the house.

so that...

The next day, before dawn, Su Jinxiu sat up with a cold face, leaning against the head of the bed, looking at Qin Dayong who was sleeping deeply with dark eyes.

She was having a sweet dream, when a sudden chill made her sit up in a jerk.Only then did I realize that my body had already been drenched by water droplets.But the man lying next to her was sound asleep, and she couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

With his hand, he squeezed Qin Dayong's arm hard.

Qin Dayong moved his body and muttered.

"Lady, go to bed quickly. It's not dawn yet!"

Hearing this, Su Jinxiu rolled her eyes upwards, staring at a drop of water dripping down her bangs, and gave Qin Dayong an annoyed look.

"Sleep on your head, in such a heavy rain, you are not afraid of being drenched to death!"

Hearing Jinxiu's words, Qin Dayong opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw his wife sitting beside him, her hair was wet with black hair, and her eyes were staring at him viciously.Immediately, the sleepiness disappeared, and he jumped up from the bed like flying, and ran out the door.

When he came back, he held a white handkerchief tightly in his hand, went to the bedside and put it on Jinxiu's head, and began to rub it.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to wipe it off like this. Hurry up and light up the fire. I'll go to the door of the stove to bake. The clothes are also wet." Saying this, he took the handkerchief from Qin Dayong's hand and drove him To start a fire.

She got up slowly, walked to Su Zhixuan's room, and pulled him up too.Together, the three of them sat on the bench at the door of the stove, and started a fire together.In order to let Jinxiu dry as quickly as possible, the two men let her sit in the middle, facing the entrance of the stove.

The three pairs of eyes stared at the four people sleeping soundly on the bed together, envious.Because Shen took her granddaughter at night, she was so tired that she fell into a deep sleep. She didn't realize that there were already three more people in the room, and there were more fire lights.

"Xiu'er, it's impossible to go on like this. Otherwise, you'd better go back to Jianshan Village with us. My mother and I will take out some money and build a house for you. Our family also has land, and you can plant it directly. .”

"No, that damned old demon woman just wanted to kill me. I don't want to leave. I want to stay in Baifeng Village. Not only do I want to stay, but I also want to live a good life. That old woman's eyeballs!" Looking at the wet clothes on herself and Qin Dayong, Jin Xiu lost all respect for Wang in her heart.It is said that the poison of a tiger does not eat its offspring, but the old woman just drove their family to a dead end.It's true that my uncle can bear it, but my aunt can't bear it either.

"But you don't have anything. You can't even make ends meet with the three acres of lean land and the five-cent cold paddy field. Why are you so prosperous? Let's listen to my brother and go back with us. Dayong is going too, your family, my brother can still afford it!"

"Brother, don't worry, since I dare to stay, I have a trick to deal with it." Unfortunately, her family in her previous life also had such a cold water field, because there was a cold water well in the corner of the field, which led to the whole hill The field is cold all year round, so it is impossible to plant anything.

But her father has a good idea. Every year after threshing the rice, all the rice grass is burned and scattered in the field. In the second year, the harvest in the field is at least half.Then plant a season of dry fields and another season of paddy fields, crossing them, and that's it.

As for the mountain, she will have to wait for the new year to look around before she knows what to do.

Jinxiu shared her thoughts with Su Zhixuan and Qin Dayong, and Qin Dayong came up with the idea that they don't have rice, grass and ashes to scatter, but there is still a lot of hay all over the mountains and fields, which can be used to scatter after cutting it back and burning it to ashes.

As time went by, it was about half a month.

Jinxiu looked like she was going to give birth soon.

And the whole land is slowly waking up, and green shoots have started to emerge on the grasslands all over the mountains.It was cold in the spring, and it was warm and cold again. Everyone was still wearing thick cotton jackets. Only Qin Dayong went out in unlined clothes.

During this period of time, his figure always appeared on the ridges of the fields and in the mountain streams, cutting and cutting bundles of dried yellow weeds and bringing them home.For half a month, Jinxiu burned weeds every day for cooking and boiling water, but a pit of grass ash was produced.A piece of gray and white, in Jinxiu's eyes, it is extraordinarily precious.

In her previous life, what she hated the most was these dusty things, which fluttered and flew all over the sky, making them look like a white-haired witch.Whenever it's spring plowing time, she likes to find excuses not to help her parents with retting.

But it was different now, she took the initiative to undertake the work of retting.

Waking up early in the morning, she fed the second baby, dressed the two sisters, and put them on the bed.I was wearing a cotton-padded jacket with the original single clothes on top of the cotton-padded jacket, wrapped my head with a towel, and started to work.

"Miss, let me carry the ashes." Qin Dayong just came back from the outside with a load of grass, when he saw his wife wearing a white square scarf and holding a dense bamboo sieve lying on the side of the ash pit to dig out. Hui, hastily put down the straw burden, and ran to Jinxiu in two or three steps, wanting to snatch Jinxiu's work.

Jinxiu waved her hand slightly, making him stand aside.

Bending down, he put both hands into the bamboo sieve vigorously for a few times, then picked up a sieve full of ashes, held it in his hand, and said to Qin Dayong.

"This ash is not heavy, I can carry it. Go to the latrine and fetch the dung water, I will use it later." Although the haunted house is a bit dilapidated, but fortunately it has everything, and the latrine is ready-made .It's just that there is no pigsty. If Jinxiu wants to feed pigs, she has to wait until she has money, so she can make a pigsty first.

(End of this chapter)