Farmer’s Blessed Girl

The main reason is that he didn't leave a penny in the trip yesterday, and now there is no work in the fields. He is really busy, so he might as well go to his brother-in-law's house for a delicious meal.

When Aunt Qian saw it, the head of the eldest room and the third room had all gone, and there was no reason why Uncle Qian wouldn't go, so they simply came over together.

However, the daughter-in-law they had decided to bring was not brought, and they only brought a few grandchildren.

Otherwise, it would be unreasonable for a family of adults to come to my aunt's house to eat and drink.

Basically, when relatives in the countryside go to see their children or give birth, they bring eggs. Uncle Qian thought that there were a lot of people there today, and even bought two pieces of meat to carry.

Before arriving at Lao Zhou's house, Da Ya Erya, who was washing clothes by the river, saw her grandfather or uncle first. Da Ya threw the clothes away, spread her feet and ran home, and ran back to inform her father first. mother.

As soon as they left, many people in the village avoided the old Zhou family and whispered, "Why are you still here today, didn't you just come yesterday?"

"I still mentioned so many things. This time, the old Zhoutou and the Qian family quarreled so fiercely? The mother's family even mentioned so many things?"

"I can't, I'm already a lot of age, my grandson is so old, so why not?"

"Why isn't it worth it? A pound of wheat can be worth two taels more. Uncle Jin saves a lot of popularity when he is in a hurry."

"If you get angry again, the Qian family won't be so sullen, and don't look at how many sons Aunt Qian has given birth to the old Zhou family, and how many things he has done. At this age, when things go to her parents' house, is it possible that Uncle Jin's face is on his face? Looks good?" The village chief's daughter-in-law passed by the river and heard their discussions, she couldn't help but say to them, "You guys are also free, I think they are relatives who came to see the children, Uncle Jin went to look for them yesterday. Three times, obviously the old couple didn't quarrel."

Since Wednesday, he was called to the door yesterday, and Lao Zhou left with his forefoot, and the news of his hindfoot was known to many people as if he had grown wings.

Thinking with his toes, he knew that he said it since Wednesday, and his mouth never closed the door.

A woman burst out laughing and said happily, "Uncle Jin is running out in such a hot day. I guess it's not Uncle Jin who is angry with Aunt Qian, but Aunt Qian who drove people out, right?"

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

The village chief's daughter-in-law also laughed and scolded, "Don't let Uncle Jin hear this, or you will be good-looking, okay, don't always stare at other people's things, tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, do you make rice dumplings at home? ?"

"Oh, I didn't collect a single grain of glutinous rice last year. The glutinous rice in the grain store is so expensive, how can I afford it."

"Yeah, I didn't make it at home either. I'll bake a few more cakes tomorrow, and I'll just cut the meat and come back."

"By the way, when I went out in the morning, I wanted to go to the foot of Houtou Mountain to cut some wormwood and put it in the door, and smoke some mosquitoes in the evening. As a result, I went to Houshan and saw that the wormwood that looks very good. The grass is all gone, do you know who cut it?"

"Oh, my house hasn't been cut yet, so I have to go farther to cut it at the edge of the field."

"Did Uncle Jin cut it?"

"You can pull it down. It's such a big piece, and it's all cut off. Even if Uncle Jin's house has many rooms, it won't require so many."

Not far away, Erya, who was doing laundry silently, secretly said in her heart: Yes, it was my father who cut it. Not only my father cut it, but my mother, my third uncle, fourth uncle, fifth uncle and sixth uncle all went to cut it...

Erya rubbed her clothes fiercely, and hummed, "I want you to speak ill of my grandparents. When I look back, I will let my fourth uncle go and cut everything on the nearby ridge!

Zhou Dalang, Tuesday Lang and the others are used to waking up early, mainly because it's dawning fast, everyone goes to bed early, and it's uncomfortable to lie in bed.

So early in the morning, Zhou Dalang and Xiao Qian's got up and picked the beans soaked in the wooden barrel to grind soy milk to make tofu.

They didn't plan to take them to the county town to sell them, so they exchanged the beans in the village, and it was going to be a festival, so they would eat them at home.

On Tuesday, Lang was squatting in the yard in a daze early in the morning, and was going to help his elder brother grind beans together. When he was resting, Man Bao came over with a bookcase yawning all day long, and then asked him to help put some wormwood on her door. .

There are still many requests, "Second brother, do you want to make me a ball with wormwood and put it on my bookshelf?"

Tuesday Lang asked: "Why do you want so much wormwood? Just put a pinch at the door."

"A wormwood has the effect of removing filth," Man Bao said. "Actually, our family should cut some wormwood at this time and come back to dry it. The dried wormwood can be soaked in feet to remove cold, and it can also be sold in a pharmacy."

"Mugwort can be found everywhere. It can be cut and dried at any time. The drugstore will collect it. I'm afraid the price is not as good as that of Centella asiatica?"

"Then it will be two years, three years, five years." Man Bao didn't understand before, didn't he have been studying medicine, so he knew a little bit, "The older Ai is, the better it is, and the more valuable it is, I don't believe it. The second brother will go to the pharmacy in the county town tomorrow and ask."

"Old Ai?"

"It's the wormwood that was cut and dried this year, and then taken out this time next year and stored again, and again the year after, year after year, it is said that the medicinal properties of wormwood more than three years old are very mild and heavy. "

Man Bao said: "This is a good thing. You can boil water to soak your feet, bathe in winter and summer, and you can also make it into strips for your body."

When Man Bao said this, he looked at Zhou Yilang with bright eyes and asked, "Second brother, if I give you a try, your back will not be sore."

"It's not sour," said Tuesday Lang without thinking about it: "If you don't say, I almost forgot, every family on the Dragon Boat Festival has to put in mugwort, there are always lazy people in the county, who don't like to go out of the city to find mugwort, let's mow some wormwood tomorrow. Let's sell wormwood."

Tuesday Lang said: "If you can't sell it, take it home for drying. Like you said, after drying it, you can put it away. After five years, you can take it and sell it when you get a wife."

Man Bao: "..."

On Tuesday, Lang did what he thought of, took out the sickle, greeted Zhou Lang who had just woken up and washed up, and then went to wake up the four-five-six who lay in bed, and everyone went to the back mountain to mow wormwood.

At that time, many people in the village did not get up.

As soon as the Qian family entered the door, all they saw was the wormwood piled up in the yard.

Wormwood seems to be a plant that grows everywhere, and it can easily grow well. No one fertilizes and waters it, but in some slightly thick soil, it grows tall and strong, with branches and leaves. Lush and heavy.

Because they were thinking of doing business, the mugworts harvested by Zhou Lang and the others were all of the best quality.

Uncle Qian liked it when he saw it, and asked with a smile, "How can I cut so much wormwood that my family can use it all?"