Travel through time and become the wronged stepmother

As soon as the ox cart was placed, Ms. Zhao came over and joked: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's true that a man relies on his clothes and the horse relies on his saddle."

My sister-in-law looked like a rich girl in this dress. I didn’t even recognize her just now. "

Jiang Luorou's face turned slightly red when Zhao said that, and she said shyly: "Sister-in-law, please stop making fun of me.

I'm embarrassed to say it. This is the snack I just bought. Take it to sweeten your mouth. "

After so many days of getting along, Zhao has figured out Jiang Luorou's temper.

He accepted the snacks without any further politeness and ate them in small bites.

Jiang Luorou showed an expression as if her plot had succeeded, and said to Mrs. Zhao with a smile: "Sister-in-law, as the saying goes.

The mouth that eats people is soft, and the hands that take people are short.

Now that my sister-in-law has eaten my snacks, she can no longer tease me.

Mrs. Zhao took over the conversation: "I thought my sister-in-law would be so kind as to treat me to snacks. It turns out they are waiting for me here."

The two chatted and laughed for a while, then went home to do their own things.

When it was getting dark, the three children who had been running wildly outside came back from outside.

Jiang Luorou prepared hot water, and the children washed the stains on their faces and surrounded their mother.

Ning Zicheng asked slightly worriedly: "Mom, have you won the lawsuit? Have you suffered any injustice? It's because we are too young that we make my mother so busy and busy."

Ning Zimo also said angrily: "My uncle's family has gone too far and always wants to occupy our family's things.

Mom, you can rest assured that when the child grows up, he will definitely protect his mother and sister.

Ning Zicheng also hurriedly expressed his position: "When I grow up, I will also protect this family. No one can bully us."

Jiang Luorou gently held the two brothers in her arms and coaxed softly: "Then you two should grow up quickly. My mother will ask you to protect her in the future."

The two people nodded solemnly after hearing this.

Ning Ziqing saw that the atmosphere was slightly solemn, so he forced a smile.

She asked Jiang Luorou innocently, "Mother, did you bring anything delicious for Ziqing when you went out today?"

Jiang Luorou looked at the lovely Ning Ziqing, patted Ning Ziqing's head lovingly and said, "Mom brought back a lot of delicious snacks, Ziqing will definitely like them.

But now we go to eat first. After dinner, my mother will give you sweet snacks, okay? "

Ning Ziqing looked at Jiang Luorou's smiling face and felt happy that her mother smiled again. It was so good.

Then he pointed at his stomach and said pitifully: "Mother, let's go eat. You see, Ziqing's stomach is so hungry."

Afterwards, Jiang Luorou's family had a pleasant dinner together around the table.

After the meal, Ning Zicheng volunteered to wash the dishes.

While clearing away the dishes, he did not forget to persuade Jiang Luorou to go to bed and rest.

Zicheng said to Jiang Luorou with a serious face: "Mother, Fourth Aunt told me.

He said that my mother was not feeling well these days and could not touch cold water and needed to rest more.

Mom must have been tired after running around all day, so it would be better to go to bed early and rest.

Brothers, sisters and mother don't have to worry, the children will take good care of them.

Zimo also patted his chest and said, "Zimo is no longer a three or four-year-old child and can take care of himself.

Mother, don't worry too much. "

Ning Ziqing also came to Jiang Luorou and said coquettishly: "Mother, I am Ziqing's patient now.

Listen to Ziqing and go to bed quickly, otherwise Ziqing will be angry. "

As he spoke, he took Jiang Luorou's hand and walked towards the bedroom.

Jiang Luorou was fooled into bed by several children.

Not long after, Ning Zicheng came in with a bowl of brown sugar water and handed it to Jiang Luorou respectfully.

He said respectfully: Mother, drink this bowl of brown sugar water and then rest.

The eldest uncle said that drinking this would make my mother feel better, so Zicheng specially came to drink it for her.

Jiang Luorou was inexplicably moved as she took the soup bowl and drank it in one gulp.

He looked at the children next to him with slightly red eyes and said, "My mother is blessed to have such filial children as you, which took me several lifetimes to cultivate."

Zicheng said calmly: "It is the duty of a son to be filial to your parents. Mother, please don't say that.

Since Mom has already drank the brown sugar water, we won’t disturb Mom’s rest here. "After that, he took Zimo and Ziqing out together and closed the doors and windows.

Jiang Luorou was so moved that she couldn't sleep for a while.

I simply entered the space to check out the old-fashioned corn thresher I just got.

I’m really curious about what that old-fashioned corn thresher looks like.

When I think of this, my mind wanders into space.

System Where are my corn thresher drawings? Hand it over quickly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a piece of drawing fell into Jiang Luorou's hand.

Jiang Luorou took a closer look and realized that she should have expected it to be this thing.

Don't know what else to expect?

I saw that the drawings were filled with large and small parts and fragments. It was impossible to tell what this thing looked like just by looking at the fragments.

But she could see the finished picture next to it. It was an iron object about 60 centimeters tall and covered with holes.

At the top of the object is a cylindrical entrance approximately 13 centimeters in diameter.

At the lowest side of the inner side is a cylindrical exit about 20 centimeters. There is also an iron mixing handle on the right hand side.

This was something Jiang Luorou didn't see often when he was a child.

Every winter when the farm was slack, my grandmother would move the corn thresher to the roof of the bungalow.

Use your feet to step on the board below and insert the corn from the top.

Then stir the handle and the corn cobs will roll around inside.

When the corn kernels are rolled, the corn kernels will fall off little by little.

Finally, a corn cob will come out of the hole below.

Every time the corn cobs come out, there are always a few kernels that slip through the net.

Her task was to move a small stool and sit next to her grandma to deal with the corn that slipped through the net.

His thoughts came back to him and he looked at the drawings in his hands.

For ancient times, this was really a good agricultural tool.

It is such a complicated process. Can this be manufactured with current technology?

Suddenly, the bragging blacksmith Lao Niu came to mind. Aren't you the best blacksmith in Dayue Country?

Then let’s test the waters with this. As he said that, he folded the drawings and put them in the storage space of the space.

When I walked out of the storage space, I saw yellow and wilted potato seedlings.

Without saying a word, he used his mind to clean up the potatoes and put them into the storage space.

This time Jiang Luorou harvested about 12 kilograms of potatoes. Looking at these potatoes, he couldn't help but feel a little happy.

Watching silently in my heart, this Guishui will not end for a few days.

It's a waste of time to do nothing at home. It's better to take out some of these potatoes and grind some potato starch.

After making up my mind, I looked at the four acres of vacant land.

Thinking about what to plant? Then consciousness returns to reality.

Get up, put on your shoes, and walk outside.