Soul Travel: I was bought by the fierce man in the village to farm

The fish tank that I had caught for four consecutive days was almost full, and the food was drying in the yard. The fish always splashed water everywhere when they rolled inside.

After the forest became dark, the two of them went down the mountain as usual. The sun was high in the village, and dark clouds began to press over the forest.

Millet was still drying in the yard, and Li Yunshan couldn't help but become anxious, "Go back quickly."

He couldn't run with the fish on his back, so Mao Xiaosui ran back home in the blink of an eye.

After pushing the millet together with a wooden stick, Li Yunshan quickly went to the room to get the sack.

The black clouds drifted very fast, and the village became dark in the blink of an eye.

Mao Xiaosui couldn't help but become anxious, "It was still sunny at noon, but I felt like I had only been on the mountain for a while, and it shouldn't have gotten dark so quickly..."

Li Yunshan stood in the pile of grain, stepping on the mouth of the sack with his feet and digging grain into it with one hand and the other.

Mao Xiaosui didn't care about the unswept ones, so he brought a dustpan and quickly helped put them inside.

There was a rumble in the sky, and neither of them had to raise their eyes. Just from the sudden darkening of the sky, they knew how severe the thunderstorm was today.

They were really anxious and filled it quickly. The two of them filled half the bag first, and then used a dustpan to fill the remaining half bag.

The fourteen bags of grain were finally packed before the raindrops fell.

Li Yunshan carried it and put it into the side room. Mao Xiaosui couldn't carry it, so he could only push it down and roll it over like a snowball.

A drop of rain fell on the ground and disappeared quickly. Soon it fell one after another, getting heavier and heavier, and the ground soon became wet.

Li Yunshan quickly urged her, "Go collect the dried fish and mushrooms."

Mao Xiaosui looked at the dustpan placed on the firewood, stacked six layers together and put them into the grain room.

Because the fish was to be sold, they were rarely dried. They could be carried away using wooden sticks, and they were quickly packed away.

There were six bags of millet left in the yard. Mao Xiaosui covered the bags with the bamboo hat hanging on the wall. If there was nothing left to cover, he simply took off his clothes and climbed up to cover them.

After finally carrying the sack, it was wet. The two of them were even more wet.

After carrying more than a dozen bags of grain in a short time, Li Yunshan was very tired. Mao Xiaosui wiped his dripping hair with a cloth and asked casually, "Can this rain last until night?"

"I don't know." Li Yunshan stared at the firewood in the corner and said, "The firewood should be collected. It has been used for many days and it will no longer be able to withstand the sun."

"When the sun comes out, let it dry for two days before harvesting."

The sky was covered with black clouds and the sky was very dark. Li Yunshan went back to bed and lay down. Mao Xiaosui took the unfinished shoe soles and started making them again.

After a while, the black clouds dissipated and the thunderstorm turned to moderate rain. After seeing that the sky was still not going to be sunny, she went to the kitchen to cook.

I washed and tore up a pot of fungi I dug up in the afternoon and killed two fish.

Add water to the pot, put the white rice in and cook, take out the water and pour the rice soup into a basin and keep it. Put a spoonful of cooking oil residue and a little lard in the pot.

Heat the oil, put the mushrooms in and stir-fry until soft, add Sichuan peppercorns and salt, spread the cooked rice on top of the pot and pour in a circle of rice soup.

Take out the fire in the stove and light the stove next to it. Put oil in the pot and fry an egg in it. After frying, put it out and set it aside. Put the fish in and fry it. Then add the rice soup water. Cut the egg and put it in it. Cook over low heat.

It was still raining outside. She took the bamboo hat hanging on the wall and went to the backyard to pick a handful of vegetables and onions. As soon as she stepped out of the backyard door, she slipped and was thrown upside down.

Her head hit the ground with the force of the backward tilt, and the pain immediately made her cry.

She got up and looked at the place where she had just slipped. A few green chicken grasses were thrown there. She had just stepped on the chicken grass, and there was water on the ground, so she accidentally slipped.

Holding the injured half of her body, she moved little by little to the door. She called out to Li Yunshan who was sleeping in the room.

When Li Yunshan came out and saw her in such a mess, he was shocked and ran over without even putting on his shoes.

"You go pick up the vegetables, go to the kitchen and turn off the fire for cooking fish soup, and I'll go change clothes.

I don't know if I broke a bone, but half of my body hurts terribly.

He limped back to the main room and was struggling to take off his clothes when Li Yunshan walked in.

Li Yunshan helped her take off her clothes and found that there was a bruise on her left lower back bone.

When he reached out and pressed it, Mao Xiaosui howled in pain.

"Injured."

Mao Xiaosui reached out to touch it, feeling extremely depressed.

Over the past year, she could hardly count how many times she had fallen. She reached out and touched her head again, and found that it was already swollen, which made her even more depressed.

Li Yunshan also reached out and touched it, and became even more helpless, "How could you still fall?"

"The floor is slippery." She put on her clothes depressedly, and was gradually helped by Li Yunshan to move to the kitchen.

The fish soup and rice were ready in the pot, and Li Yunshan took them out and put them on the table.

The braised oil residue is soft and not as greasy as fat meat, and it is very fragrant when paired with mushrooms and white rice.

There was not much rice at home, so she cooked less. She added half a bowl of fish soup to a small bowl, and half a bowl of fish soup to Li Yunshan's large bowl.

It was getting dark after dinner, so Li Yunshan helped her into the house and lay down while he washed the pots and dishes.

By the time he finished cleaning up and lay down on the bed, it was completely dark, and the sound of rain outside was gradually getting louder. Mao Xiaosui looked out the window and asked Li Yunshan, who was taking off his clothes, "Can the rain stop at night?"

"I don't know." Li Yunshan opened the quilt and put it on her belly, and said, "Sleep as soon as possible."

"We have to go to the market tomorrow, so we have to dry the millet even if it's wet."

"How can you go to the market like this? You will have to be lame for at least four or five days."

"...You want me to sell fish too?"

At first she liked going to the market, but this time it became boring and her feet hurt every time she walked a long way.

"It's not good for me to sell the business, so you have to sell it."

"If the weather is fine tomorrow, I will kill some of them and dry them in the sun. I will catch a lot in the next episode. I will give a bucket to my sister-in-law's family and sell the rest."

"Take the soap with you and try to sell it."

"Okay, or did you say eighty?"

"The man will be sold for one penny. No matter how expensive it is, it won't be easy to sell."

"Actually, I still want to find a reliable person to sell this thing. This way we can make more money and we can relax."

"Then you have to find someone who is trustworthy and strict with your words." Li Yunshan comforted her, "Take your time, the days are still long, and you have to settle down..."