Farmhouse Stone Mountain

At dinner, Shi Shan didn't care about his face, and sat down with the little pumpkin on his own. As soon as the dishes were served, Shi Shan immediately picked up a few chopsticks and put the dishes into the bowl of the little pumpkin. He took two pieces of cake, handed one to the little pumpkin, and ate the other slowly.

"Since the illness is cured, we will go to the field with us tomorrow." Zhou Zheng saw that Shishan was almost healed, and the crops in the field were not finished, so he spoke.

Shi Shan looked at the person sitting on the first seat, took a bite of the pancake slowly, and showed no expression to his father-in-law's words, "I'm not cured of my illness yet, the doctor told me to rest well. See a doctor for medical treatment, and you have to ask for money”

"Bah! You're dead, and you need money to see a doctor, why didn't you go to see the King of Hades sooner?" When Mrs. Zhao heard that she was going to spend money on this money-losing product again, she was not happy.

Shi Shan imitated Zhao's eyes and raised his eyes, and replied with a rare smile, "I was going to see the King of Hades, but I almost froze to death in the shabby hut, but Lord Yan refused to accept me, and asked me to come back and find the person who harmed me." say say"

Zhao's face turned green, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Shi Shan smiled and saw that Mrs. Zhao was inexplicably intrusive, and hurriedly lowered his head to eat.

Shi Shan then turned his head and said with a smile to Mrs. Yang, who also had a bad face, "Sister-in-law, don't you think so?" The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law threw him into the hut, and no one was better than the other.

Yang twitched the corners of her mouth, forced a smile, "Well, how do I know that?" After finishing speaking, she hurriedly brought food for her son Dabao, and then stopped talking.

Shi Shan withdrew his expression, and said to Zhou Zheng, "Father, do you think that's what I'm talking about?"

Zhou Zheng didn't answer Shi Shan's words, he raised his bowl and drank a big mouthful of soup, "If the illness is not cured, then rest for a few more days."

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In the evening, Shi Shan went to the well water and washed his face with cool well water, trembling, before returning to the house. When he entered the house, he saw Zhou Daxiao there, and after a moment of stupefaction, he asked, "What's the matter?"

It was the first time Shi Shan saw him enter this house. He hadn't seen this man come to see him since he was carried back from the broken thatched house, and Little Pumpkin had been sleeping in another room.

"Tomorrow, I will apologize to my elder brother and sister-in-law"

Zhou Daxiao took a few steps forward and walked up to Shi Shan, what he said was justified.

Shi Shan laughed angrily, looked up at the person who was half a head taller than him, with a silly expression on his face, "I'm full! Whoever wants to go will go!" These days he felt that he was unlucky enough, so he wore it inexplicably. When it comes to this notorious person who everyone shouts and beats, he can't eat well and sleep well, and he was almost drowned in saliva when he went out.Whoever wants to go will go.

The distance between the two was very close, and Shi Shan could feel Zhou Daxiao's bushy eyebrows furrowed, and his chest heaving violently showed his dissatisfaction and anger after he finished speaking.

Just in Shishan, he was ready for a fight, thinking that Zhou Daxiao would not be able to resist fighting with him, but who knew that the person on the opposite side just gave him a vicious look and slammed the door away.

"Daxiao, don't break the door when you get angry." Outside the house, Zhao Shi, who heard the sound of the door slamming, chanted to Zhou Daxiao distressedly.

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The sky gradually darkened, and the sound of frogs and cicadas in the fields outside could be clearly heard in the house.

There are few people in the village who are willing to light lamps, the Zhao family is more reluctant, and the Zhou family is even more reluctant. Generally, they go to bed early when it is dark, except for Yang’s house, which is still lit. Go to the town to change some money.

There must be no lights in Shishan's room. These days, I went to bed before dark. I shook the quilt on the kang and made the bed. After taking a breath, I thought: Tomorrow, I must take out the quilt to dry it outside, and then wash the quilt cover. Oh, I also need to boil some hot water to wash my son. I have always been like a cat, I don't know if I never wash my face, and the clothes are rotten and torn, but they must be cleaned.

Shi Shan went to the door and bolted it. After thinking for a while, he moved the only table in the house to the door and put it on the door. After closing the window, he laid down on the bed with peace of mind. He said it was a bed, but it was just A thin quilt was placed on an earthen kang, which was hard and baked, but I got used to it in the past few days.

The current situation is really bad, Shi Shan is lying with his legs crossed, the original owner has a bad temper and now his reputation has been ruined, and the family is in dire straits, there is no benefit in staying, but he doesn't know what to do for the time being , can only take one step at a time, Shi Shan's mind is very confused, but he slowly fell asleep after recovering from a serious illness.

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Shi Shan grabbed a large handful of saponins and pinched it on his hair. It took a lot of effort and changed the water several times to wash his hair refreshed.

It was inconvenient to fetch water from the well. Shi Shanyuan thought about going to the river where the clothes were washed in the village to wash, but he thought it was better not to go outside to make a fuss, so he stayed at home.

Shi Shan removed the quilt cover and washed it, and then dried the quilt core. The clothes made of coarse cloth are wear-resistant and thick. The villagers’ households wear coarse linen, but they are extremely difficult to wash. It took a while to wash until they looked clean. , the wet hair was almost dry, and Shi Shan couldn't afford to untangle it for a long time according to the original owner's memory, so he simply tied up all his hair and tied it into a high ponytail with dry straw, so that it would not hinder his work.

Holding the firewood piled up next to the pigsty, Shi Shan lit a fire by the stove, the little pumpkin with flint and steel taught him a few times, Shi Shan also learned it, and the fire started after a few strokes, throwing a few pieces of firewood in to fuel the fire , I went to the well to carry a few buckets of water and poured them into the cauldron to start boiling the water.

After the hot air came out of the water, Shishan checked the temperature, and felt that it was almost ready, and dragged out a large wooden barrel that was only used during the New Year and holidays from under the kitchen cabinet.

Shi Shan glanced at Xiao Douding who had been looking over from time to time just now, and shouted, "Little Pumpkin, come here!"

The little pumpkin sweeping the floor with a broom obediently walked over.

Shi Shan neatly patched the small pumpkin so that it could not be mended again, and the clothes that were so dirty that they could not be more dirty were removed. While the child was still in a daze, he hugged him into the wooden barrel and poured hot water at just the right temperature for him. bath.

The warm water poured on his body, Little Pumpkin raised his head in a daze, and Rare Shi Shan subconsciously kissed his dirty cheek.

"!!!!" The little pumpkin immediately raised his hand to cover the place where Shi Shan kissed, stared at him with rounded eyes, and for a long time saw that Shi Shan was just taking a bath for him, and lowered his head, his black face faintly revealed. With a touch of red.

Shi Shan hummed an out-of-key song, brushed and washed the little pumpkin for a long time, and rubbed his hair with soap locusts one after another. The hair was uneven and lice-ridden, it was dirty and the water was black, but it was no wonder Well, the farmer's family doesn't wash frequently at all, and it's common to take a bath every six months or a year.

The little pumpkin seems to have shed a layer of black skin, it is clean and soft, and it is even more distressing to look at the thin one.

Shi Shan wiped his body with the hot water left in the boiler. Now that he has no conditions, that's the only way to go.

Shi Shan dried the little pumpkin's hair, and tied his hair up to the shoulders with straw like his own. Fortunately, the little pumpkin's hair was not long, so it was much easier to tie than his. Then he put on clean clothes for him. He heard a stabbing sound behind him.

"Mother!"

Mrs. Yang had just delivered lunch to Zhou Zheng, father and son who were working in the field. When she came home, she saw the hot water burning on the stove and the red-burning firewood. She blurted out and called out to Mrs. Zhao behind her.

Shi Shan turned around and saw that Mrs. Yang was busy pulling Mrs. Zhao into the courtyard, and pointed her to the firewood in the stove.

Mrs. Zhao looked at what the eldest daughter-in-law pointed at, and her complexion suddenly fell. She walked to the stove in a few steps, pulled out all the firewood and extinguished it, and yelled at Shishan, "Take the firewood to boil water for a bath! Shishan! You This junk! How precious are you to give your son a bath, ouch, my firewood!"

"It's just some firewood. I'll get some after I burn it." The ones that should be washed with hot water are almost as good as they should be. Shi Shan didn't want to quarrel with a woman, so he said something to stop Zhao's mouth. It's just firewood, and it's nothing. He went to the mountains to pick up some and brought them back.

Mrs. Zhao wanted to say something, but the eldest daughter-in-law next to her pulled her away from Shishan.

"Mother, look, since Xiaoshan was carried back last time, his personality has changed completely. Look at him, does it look like..." Yang did not continue.

Mrs. Zhao glanced at Shishan, and suddenly understood what Mrs. Yang meant, as if she had thought of something, her face turned pale suddenly, her dry skin trembled faintly, she must have been hit by an evil spirit, it must be!When the person was carried away at the beginning, it was obvious that the person was dying, but later he survived.

The more Mrs. Zhao thought about it, the more something was wrong. She stared at the stone mountain in the yard for a while, and raised her foot to ask the village godmother to come back and have a look.

Seeing that her mother-in-law went out, Yang did not dare to stay in the same yard with Shi Shan, so she also hurriedly ran out.

Seeing the two women come back and yell at him, Shi Shan ran out in a hurry, completely bewildered.