After Nongmenford

Chapter 97 097 Gizmodo

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The sound was not very loud, but both of them heard it.

Obviously, someone was hungry and made a sound.

Sishui covered her stomach unnaturally, a blush appeared on her face, and it went all the way to her ears.

Alas, he was originally an honest man, so he can't tell a lie?

Just when he said he wasn't hungry, his stomach groaned in disbelief and gave him a favor.

"He said he wasn't hungry, even his stomach was growling, so hurry up and eat!"

Leng Yi still stood with his hands behind his back, looking at where Su Daxiang left.

Like water, he rushed to look for him day and night, and he must have been short of food and drink along the way.

He was already hungry. If Linger was on the mountain, he would have asked her to cook them something to eat.

Now Rushui can eat something to fill his stomach.

Fleeting Years was dominated by him and went down the mountain, this guy should find something to eat by himself, right?
Otherwise, he can only wrong him to come back hungry, and then roast a pheasant or something else for him to eat!
Leng Yi suddenly felt sad and heroic in his heart.

In his current situation, he really wronged his brother who followed him.

However, he would not let his brother live this kind of life for too long.

Leng Yi's big hands with distinct joints were suddenly tightly held together.

It's a pity that Sishui is eating pancakes, otherwise, he would have been terrified by the viciousness on the master's face.

The night in the countryside is destined to be quiet and peaceful. Su Ling'er slept soundly, and when she woke up, it was still dawn.

She lay on the bed with her eyes open, enjoying this rare quiet time.

I don't know why, since I traveled here.

It seems that her sleep quality has improved a lot, and sometimes she doesn't even have a dream, she just sleeps until dawn.

In her previous life, she was busy making money, socializing, doing plastic surgery for all kinds of beautiful women, and going out to learn new things every day.

Even when I go to bed at night, I am still thinking about tomorrow's plastic surgery plan and this month's plastic surgery promotion plan, the quality of sleep is greatly reduced.

Not to mention traveling or something, there is no time at all. Thinking about it now, it is really sad to live.

I have never been free to live for myself once.

"Ling'er, are you awake? If so, get up."

Lin Cuiping's crisp voice interrupted Su Linger's thoughts.

Su Ling'er turned over, jumped up from the bed, and sat cross-legged on the quilt.

Ever since practicing martial arts, even the movements of getting up are so handsome.

Alas, don't mention how crazy this pose is.

By the way, today, apart from going up the mountain to help Brother Yi apply some herbal medicine, she also has to find time to practice her magical ice-condensing skill.

Thinking that there are too many things to do, she is full of strength to work, and she is so energetic.

"Understood, mother, I'll get up right away."

Su Ling'er dressed neatly and walked out of the house quickly, just in time to see his mother coming into the hall from the kitchen carrying a bowl of rice porridge for her.

"Hurry up and eat something, your father told you to go up the mountain quickly after eating, and cook for your cousin."

Lin Cuiping gently put the bowl in her hand on the table, signaling Su Linger to eat it while it's hot.

I remembered that when Su Dazhuang was leaving in the morning, he explained in a serious manner, never leaving that cousin.

Lin Cuiping felt a little angry.

It seems that his whole family will revolve around this cousin, and let her precious daughter cook for others.

It's really disgusting.

It's not that her daughter is a girl, at home she is still coaxing and holding it in her hand for fear of melting.

It was good for Su Dazhuang, he directly asked her daughter to go up to cook for others, and do some work like ordering girls to do.

But be angry!

After all, Lin Cuiping is a traditional peasant woman, and she still has a kind of dependence on her husband deep in her heart.

Those unwilling thoughts in my heart were just kept in my heart, and I complained to myself, when it really came time to do something.

She still unequivocally asked Su Linger to do what Su Dazhuang told her.

"Then where did my dad go?"

Su Ling'er sat down obediently, picked up the porridge that Lin Cuiping brought in, and took a big gulp.

As always, it is fragrant, glutinous and soft, with the taste of mother.

"Your father, you went down the mountain early in the morning, and you don't know what to do?"

Anyway, Su Dazhuang really didn't tell her, what are you doing going down the mountain this time?
It's just that I'm going out for a month or two, maybe when I'll be back?
Tell her to take care of that cousin at home during this time, pay attention to safety and so on.

He also told her how to contact him in case of emergency and so on.

Anyway, Lin Cuiping listened verbatim, and she remembered everything the man in the family said.

After all, Lin Cuiping was very careful about a woman with a little girl at home.

"Oh, out?"

Su Ling'er's big bright eyes rolled, no matter how hard she thought about it, she couldn't figure out what her father was doing up there.
Isn't there still a cousin living in the house?

Why did her father leave in peace?
"That's right, mother is rushing to pound rice now. After you have eaten, pack up and go up to the mountain to cook. If you are too busy, call mother again."

Lin Cuiping caressed Su Ling'er's black hair affectionately, her eyes flashed with loving brilliance.

Suddenly there are a few more big men in the family to eat, and she has to pound rice once a day.

Almost broke her old waist!
"Ah! Mother, are you pounding rice again?"

Didn't it just happen yesterday?

The man on the mountain can eat so much.

In the past, her family only pounded rice once every four or five days, but now they have to pound it every day.

Of course, if Su Linger knew that there were already three men on the mountain, she would know why she ate so much rice.

Pounding rice is tiring and meticulous work.

Although it looks very easy!But pounding rice once will always make people tired and backache.

"Okay, mother is going to pound rice, you eat slowly."

When Lin Cuiping thought about what she was going to do, she felt her whole body ached, and she didn't even have time to say a few heartfelt words to Su Linger, so she left in a hurry.

"Can the annoying job of pounding rice be mechanized?"

Su Ling'er drank the porridge in the bowl, looked at her mother's fiery back, and thought to herself.

In this dynasty with no electricity, no machinery, and no heavy and light industries, it is impossible to make rice pounding fully automatic.

However, there may be an alternative approach.

Simplify and relax the matter of pounding rice.

Reduce the labor of her mother.

Su Linger's little head wandered away.

Perhaps it is possible to create some small inventions with the help of the right time and place in the deep mountains.

Su Ling'er quickly finished her porridge, and on the way up the mountain, she found an open and quiet place, and began to practice her magical ice-condensing skill.

(End of this chapter)