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

When I woke up in the morning, I first felt pain in my head and then my body.

Mao Xiaosui reached out and touched the back of his head, and it turned out that the swelling was even worse.

By the time she slowly finished cleaning up and went out, porridge was already cooking in the kitchen pot, and white smoke was rising from the backyard.

When she went out to the hut, she realized that she couldn't squat down at all, so she had to hold on to the wall with both hands and slowly sit down. Li Yunshan's head stuck out while she was sitting, looked at her for a while, and then walked in.

Mao Xiaosui stared at him. He really hated men who had no sense of boundaries.

After going to the latrine, she planned to wash up. Li Yunshan poured water into the basin and held it for her to wash. Then he washed casually again with the water she had washed.

The porridge was already cooked in the pot, and there was no cooking. The two of them sat on the threshold with a large and small bowl each and finished their breakfast.

It rained all night last night. Now that the sun came out, it was still very muddy. After a while, Mao Mingzhu called her from below.

Mao Xiaosui responded and walked out. He stood by the wall and looked at Mao Mingzhu who was standing at the intersection and shouted, "Auntie, are you going to pick up soft-skinned vegetables today?"

"I'm going to the market, and Xiaoxiao is going to pick up soft-skinned vegetables. Where are you going? It's a good time to pick up soft-skinned vegetables. There's nothing left in the afternoon, so hurry up."

"I won't go. I fell down yesterday and it hurts so much that I can't walk."

"Why did you fall..." Mao Xiaosui said something behind that he didn't hear clearly. He saw her and Li Xiao going downhill and went home.

Li Yunshan was killing fish. Seeing her moving one step at a time, Li Yunshan helplessly reminded her, "Just say no."

"I can't shout." She stood nearby and asked, "It seems that there is no ready-made Sichuan pepper powder at home.

Li Yunshan put the killed fish into a basin and cleaned it, then skillfully tied its mouth with a straw rope and said, "Hang it for a while."

The fish drying rack is at the back and you can hang it by turning around.

When most of the fish in the tank were killed, Li Yunshan stopped killing them. Instead, he chopped up the fish's internal organs and fed them to the chickens. After he came back, he washed his hands and carried the sacks out of the side room. He did not spread them out to dry, but even took the sacks with him. They dried it together, and after cleaning it up, he said, "I'll go get some chicken grass, and you watch the door."

"You drag the wheat out and I'll get it."

Li Yunshan went into the side room again to carry the new wheat to the door, and then went to the kitchen to carry out the dining table and stools.

He put the dustpan and sieve on the table and left with the basket on his back.

There is a lot of dregs in the unprocessed wheat. Dig a sieve and shake it casually to throw away the dregs on top. Continue shaking. Repeat this action until the wheat grains come out and then shake and pick them little by little.

She only picked half a bag of wheat and Li Yunshan came up the slope. She looked up at the sun, then stood up and shouted to Li Yunshan who was not far away, "Pick some green vegetables and onions for me."

Wash a basin of mushrooms dried on a dustpan and put them into a pot for frying, then spread the washed millet on top and add water to simmer.

The fish she killed in the morning were still fresh, so she took two and washed them again before frying them and making soup.

When Li Yunshan came in with the dishes, he realized that she had already prepared the rice.

I scooped out a ladle of water, washed the vegetables, and then carried the wheat and the table in.

The yard was almost dry in the sun. He covered the bumpy areas with sacks, then poured the grains up and spread them out to dry.

The rice cooked quickly, and Li Yunshan cooked the millet before even spreading it out.

She took the bowls and chopsticks and waited until he was finished before serving the rice and soup.

Li Yunshan washed his hands and sat down at the table, then said, "The women in the village started fighting."

"Who?"

"Su Qiu and Liang Xuefang, I didn't hear clearly what they were arguing about, but they started fighting anyway."

When Mao Xiaosui heard this, he stopped asking. Considering Li Yunshan's temperament, it would be nice if he could think of it and tell her.

She asked, "When will the money borrowed by Mr. Wu's family be repaid?"

"At the end of the year, if you don't have any money, you can use food to offset it."

"Are you afraid it won't work?"

"I know." Li Yunshan said, "If I say it, I might pay it back faster, but if I don't say it, I just keep going on and not pay it back."

"It would have been better if I hadn't borrowed it in the first place."

"It's hard not to borrow it. The fire burned down the house. They helped a little with changing the beams. Later, after collecting the grain, I gave them ten bushels of grain as a repayment of kindness. The fifth master mentioned this matter again that day... …”

"Just borrow it." Mao Xiaosui said, "I just think his family... isn't very good."

“That’s what happens when people are poor, and they have a lot of right and wrong.”

"You see, every time after harvesting the grain, there are always people from the village or nearby villages going to the fields to pick up grain and dig rat holes, and even get into fights over a fish..."

"Most of the men in the village are unwilling to do anything other than work in the fields. After harvesting the grain at home, the men will count. If the grain is gone, the women will most likely be beaten. If they don't have enough to eat... that's no good. People in the village have no job all year round. , Women have to be busy with other things and can’t take care of other things, so naturally they care about it very much.”

"If you want to fill your stomach, there's no point in working hard..."

"I've been here for generations, and I'm used to it."

"Bad habits need to be changed." After saying that, she glanced at Li Yunshan and said with a smile, "It's better to be like you. We can only get better by working hard, right?"

Li Yunshan glanced at her, the meaning of his smile was unclear. When her face almost froze with laughter and her face gradually turned pale, he lowered his head mercifully, took a sip of soup, and replied, "That's what you said."

Mao Xiaosui rolled his eyes secretly, this person definitely did it on purpose.

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In the afternoon, Li Yunshan went to the mountain. Mao Xiaosui packed up the remaining half bag of wheat, got up slowly, threw some grass to the chickens, and returned to the yard to turn over the grains.

It was still early now, so she simply dragged out another bag of wheat to pack.

The short walk from the side room to the entrance of the hospital was so painful that she broke into a sweat.

I sat on a stool and relaxed for a long time before starting to work.

Li Yunshan came back early in the afternoon, carrying a bucket on his back and two bundles of branches in each hand. Most of his clothes were soaked and were wet.

"You came back very early today." She sat without moving, but raised her eyes.

Li Yunshan put the branch toward the door, put the bucket on his back on the ground, walked to her side, reached in and grabbed a handful of wheat, inspected it, and then said, "Come down and collect the millet. It can be packed after it has been exposed to the sun for two days." "

"It rained yesterday, why don't you stay out in the sun for a day longer?"

"It didn't get too wet. It doesn't matter. It's because last year's new grain is not prone to mold."

"Does it still have to go through a sieve? We pretended to be anxious and didn't do it."

"I want it." Li Yunshan said, "Start with the ones in the yard. Once they are done, I will carry them in and put them in."

Mao Xiaosui put the wheat in the sieve into the bag and stood up holding on to the table.

Li Yunshan carried the prepared wheat into the room, moved the table in, poured the fish in the bucket into the water tank, and then brought a sieve to work.

A lot of soil was accumulated when the millet was dried, but the rest was clean. They only needed to shake the sieve a few times to shake off the soil. It didn't take long for them to finish the whole yard of millet.

Li Yunshan went to carry the sun-dried food from the previous few days, and it was getting dark when the inner room of the grain house was full.

Mao Xiaosui washed his hands and went to the kitchen to cook, stewing rice with mushrooms and oil residue. It was too late and he didn't want to make fish soup, so he went to the backyard to pick some vegetables and used eggs to make vegetable and egg soup.

When Li Yunshan came out of the food room, he was very tired. He sat down on the stool and said, "The rest will be done tomorrow morning."

Mao Xiaosui nodded and said with a smile, "I counted it. There are fifty-three bags in total, with a few and a half bags left."

“All the first few years were sold, otherwise there would be more.”

"It's quite a lot. I'm afraid it's the most in the village."

"The Yunqiang family should be the largest."

"If you don't want to eat it, of course there will be a lot left over." She murmured, and then said with a smile, "The two of us eat five bags a year, and we can still have seven or eight bags left, which is quite a lot."

When Li Yunshan heard this, he didn't mind that she ate too much, and gave a faint "hmm".