Xiao Qiao enters the farm gate

It was easy for him to thread the needle. His eyes were good, and Aunt Li nodded in satisfaction.When he started to sew, he only felt that the hand holding the needle was very stiff and not flexible at all, and the stitches that came out were twisted and twisted, and he couldn't bear to see it.

"It doesn't matter, I just started learning like this, continue." Li Ama encouraged him while sewing the quilt in her hand, and said, "The quilt of the quilt has been cut, and the flowers and plants on it were embroidered by Axue earlier. Yes, Axue's embroidery is pretty good, especially the flowers and plants. As for the quilt inside, I urged old man Zhang to deliver it on the first day of marriage, and there will be no delay."

"That's right, Ah Xue's embroidery work is one of the best in our village. Look at the flowers on this pillow, they are embroidered like real ones." Grandma Sun also took a rectangular red pillowcase with green embroidered flowers on it. Lotus leaves pink and white lotus.

To be honest, wearing a pillowcase is far from Qiao Mo's aesthetics in terms of shape and flowers, but it is very rustic.After watching it a few more times, I got used to it, and I think it's really good.

While talking and injecting needles, I smelled the fragrance from the kitchen without knowing it. I saw that it was noon.

Qiao Mo sat with his neck hooked for a long time, and when he raised his head, his neck was so sore that his two needle-holding fingers seemed unable to move.Even so, the results are gratifying. I endured the discomfort for a long time and finished my underwear.

Seeing that he was tired and uncomfortable, Aunt Li rubbed him with a smile: "Is it uncomfortable? I'm not used to it at the beginning, just do it. Don't do it today, rest in the afternoon, go back and soak in hot water , Stretch and stretch." He said and picked up the clothes he had made: "Well, look, let's not talk about the front, the better the stitching is at the back. Are these pants the last thing to do? The stitches are already pretty good. It’s neat and tidy, and it’s well done.”

"Grandma Li, I should go back."

"Let's eat here." Grandma Li asked to stay.

After Qiao Mo packed up his clothes, he declined: "No need, Ah Zheng is at home. Please trouble Aunt Li, I won't come in the afternoon."

Grandma Li didn't stay any longer and sent him out.

When he got home, Lin Zheng was already cooking in the kitchen. There were two baskets in the shed, inside which were neatly stacked clean dishes, chopsticks and plates.Qiao Mo put the clothes in the room and went to the kitchen.

Rice with mixed grains was steaming in the big pot, and Lin Zheng had cut a radish into pieces, ready to fry it in the small pot.

"I'll come, you go light the fire." Qiao Mo rolled up his sleeves.

Lin Zheng had already eaten the food he cooked, and it was really good, so he went to light the fire as promised.

Qiao Mo looked at the radish pieces, they were all autumn radishes, they were stored in the cellar, they were well preserved, and there was still enough moisture.After thinking about it, he took out the pork that had been smeared with salt earlier, cut a knife towards the thickest part of the fat, and put the rest back.

In the countryside, no one eats meat every single day. Eating once every ten days and half a month counts as a good life. If someone like Qiao Mo cuts meat every meal, he would definitely be scolded as a prodigal and greedy, but Lin Zheng didn't say a word .

Lin Zheng felt that Qiao Mo was used to living a good life, and he couldn't get used to it all of a sudden. Besides, he should have eaten well for his wife.Lin Zheng made up his mind to buy more acres of land next year and save more money so that his daughter-in-law can eat whatever she wants and wear whatever she wants, so she doesn't have to live on copper coins.

How did Qiao Mo know that Lin Zheng was thinking so much in an instant.

Cut the pork into small pieces, scoop up all the water in the small pot, and add the meat when the pot is dry.

With a pricking sound, the aroma of the meat immediately diffused out, and the slices of meat began to become transparent and oily.The shovel was turned carefully to press out the oil in the meat slices. After the meat slices turned brown, the refined oil and oil residue were put together in a porcelain bowl.When the oil cools, it will solidify into a milky white jelly, which is very durable in winter. Lard oil is more fragrant than vegetable oil.

With the little oil left in the pot, add the chopped dried chili and shredded ginger, stir fry twice, then pour in the radish, then add salt, and add some homemade five-spice powder, the taste in the pot will be very different immediately .The radish was sliced ​​thicker, so Qiao Mo added half a scoop of water, covered the pot and stewed.

"Ah Mo, what did you put in just now?" Lin Zheng watched carefully because he was worried that he would be scalded by the splashed hot oil. He saw that he added a spoonful of powder, and the pot immediately smelled very fragrant. .

"That is the five-spice powder I made myself. It is to grind the five spices into powder and mix them together according to a certain ratio. It can be used in cooking, cured meat, and stewing soup."

Lin Zheng was a little surprised, but it seemed natural, because there were always many unreasonable things about the other party, and it seemed that it was not uncommon for him to know a lot of things.but……

Lin Zheng still reminded: "If someone asks, don't say that you did it. There are people coming and going in the village, and there are endless borrowings."

Qiao Mo thought so too, especially when meeting someone who loves to take advantage and has a bad mouth, that would be annoying.

After they had lunch, Qiao Mo went back to the house after tidying up the kitchen, while Lin Zheng went to chop firewood.There are two big pots to be burned on the day of marriage, and a lot of firewood is used, so it must be prepared early.

Qiao Mo lay on the bed and squinted for a while, unable to fall asleep.

In the morning, Grandma Li cut out Lin Zheng's clothes, and Qiao Mo put on the needle and thread, planning to sew Lin Zheng's clothes in the afternoon.After sewing for a while, I stopped, and I smiled silently. How could I have thought that I would do such a thing before?No wonder the old man always said that God's will is unpredictable.

Before dinner, the clothes were finally ready, but the sequelae of Qiao Mo's overbearing also appeared.

Qiao Mo was lying on the bed, unwilling to move at all, his neck was sore and sore, his fingers seemed to be cramping, and even his eyes were a little dizzy.He took out the cooling oil from the space and rubbed it on his temples, and he felt much more comfortable immediately.Looking at the little green ointment left in the small round box, he was worried, he was most afraid of mosquito bites, what should he do when the cooling oil is used up?

Sure enough, life is hard when you are poor, you have to find a way to make money.