I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

Chapter 208 The Use of a Rolling Pin

 The higher the immunity, the better the physical fitness. In their current situation, the most unsuitable thing for their family is to get sick.

After practicing the exercises, Bai Yunxi walked to the backyard and looked at the chestnuts peeled out of the pineapple frame, as well as a pile of thorn ball shells piled next to it. I don’t know when they got up and how long they worked.

 Those children have basically changed their outlook on life under her continuous watering of chicken soup, and they are also working very diligently.

 As an old lady, she is quite happy.

“Mom, why don’t you sleep a little longer?” Mrs. Li saw Bai Yunxi coming over and moved a small stool for her with a smile.

Baiyunxi saw how busy they were and didn’t want to make any more trouble.

“You guys got up earlier than mom, I’m already very lazy.”

“Mom, what you said is wrong. We are young and strong, so it doesn’t matter if we work more. You are different from us. What do you do when you are tired?”

Bai Anyan smiled naively,

“You have been working with us all day yesterday. You will not be able to keep up with the running up and down the mountain. You should get more sleep.”

Hearing the second son’s tone, Baiyunxi glanced at him.

Sometimes it's not good to be too honest. Speaking too honestly can inadvertently poke someone's lungs. The key is that she can't be angry.

"I think your health is fine and your physical strength is up to par, which means you are still young."

Hearing my mother's tone and looking at her eyes, Bai Anyan felt a little confused.

 ‘I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but why do you think I’m angry? ’

Baiyunxi listened to his thoughts and snorted. Seeing that you are honest and diligent, I can bear it.

"Your good health is a blessing to us. Our sons have grown up, and we can do some jobs without my mother. In the future, whatever you want your sons to do, all you need to do is give instructions."

“Mother is the old lady in the family and deserves to be blessed. She follows us around every day. Are my sons unfilial?”

 Old lady?

 Bai Yunxi couldn't help but tremble at the corner of his mouth. He lowered his head and looked at his outfit. The **** clothes and the bun were much higher than the original owner's. They should look younger, right?

 Forget it, she doesn’t care about Hanhan.

Baiyunxi had been coughing all his life and made what he thought was the kindest smile, "Does Mom look very old?"

"ah?"

Bai Anyan didn't understand and scratched his head helplessly. His mother's smile was so fake.

Without waiting to speak, Xiao Si'er, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stood up, came over with a smile and hugged Bai Yunxi's arm.

"Who said you are old? You are not old at all. You are still young and strong...no, you should be like a cactus that never gives up. You are very powerful."

 ‘You idiot brother, you don’t know that my mother doesn’t like people saying she is old. Look, you made me angry. ’

 Listening to Xiao Si'er's thoughts, Baiyunxi glanced at him.

 “Go to work and don’t talk nonsense with me.”

Don't even think about being lazy and slippery under her nose, dare to be disobedient, and wait for you with a rolling pin.

After breakfast, before clearing the land, I turned over the persimmons and pressed them firmly. The weather has been good these days, so the persimmons are drying well. In about ten days, they will be almost ready.

 Under normal circumstances, dried persimmons will be ready for about a month.

While turning the persimmons over, Bai Yunxi explained to the two of them how long the persimmons should be dried before covering them. If the persimmons are not dried properly, there will be too much moisture left in the persimmons, which can easily lead to mold and black hairs.

 At that time, once it goes bad, all the hard work of picking and peeling it will be wasted.

 (End of this chapter)