Farming. Farmhouse Daily

Naturally, the bed was more comfortable than the haystack. After sleeping on the bed, Yang Sheng not only did not wake up, but also fell asleep more soundly.Wan Jiahe looked at Yang Sheng, who was breathing evenly and had a gentle expression, and wondered if he really fell asleep?So he stretched out his hand and poked lightly on the eyelid, but Yang Sheng didn't respond, so he knew that Yang Sheng was really asleep, otherwise Yang Sheng would definitely quarrel with him according to Yang Sheng's temper.

Wan Jiahe has always disliked Yang Sheng, so he never took a good look at Yang Sheng's appearance, but felt that he and Yang Liniang looked somewhat similar.The Yang family all have good looks, especially the nose bridge is very beautiful, not only the bridge of the nose is straight but also the tip of the nose is slightly upturned, which is different from the people in this village.

Looking at the eyes poked by his fingers just now, Wan Jiahe suddenly felt a little itchy. This Yang Sheng actually had a pair of eyes that were more beautiful than Yang Liniang's. They were big and bright when they were opened. Now that they are closed, the eyelashes It also looks long, anyway, it is much more beautiful than Yang Liniang's eyes.Just when Wan Jiahe couldn't help but want to kiss those beautiful eyes, Yang Sheng's hands that were habitually folded on his chest fell into Wan Jiahe's eyes.

They are obviously a family, how could their hands be so bad?Wan Jiahe met Yang Liniang secretly, and naturally they would hold hands or something when they met.Yang Liniang's hands are very white and the skin is smooth and tender, which is not at all different from the hands of ordinary peasant girls.But Yang Sheng, who is also from the Yang family, although his hands are still slender, but the knuckles are hard, and there is no flesh in his hands, and the blood vessels on the back of his hands are faintly visible, which only gives people a kind of feeling. The illusion of skin and bones, when he opened his palms, there were thick calluses on the palms of his fingers, and it seemed that the hands of peasants had been doing heavy work since childhood.

"Aren't you little brother? Why is this hand uglier than a man's?" Comparing the hands of the two, Yang Sheng's hands are indeed much uglier than Wan Jiahe.Putting down Yang Sheng's hands, Wan Jiahe felt strangely uncomfortable in his heart, and he couldn't explain the reason, so he simply understood that it was all caused by Yang Sheng's ugly hands, so he stopped looking at Yang Sheng and directly He turned his back and fell asleep.

Yang Sheng got used to getting up early, and woke up early the next morning, but when he opened his eyes and looked at the big face in front of him, he thought he was dreaming, but he didn't dream of Wan Jiahe last night?The confused Yang Sheng waited to see who he was in the room and not the stove, he showed a rare awkward expression, frowned at Wan Jia and his sleeping face, and got out of bed gently.

Because it hadn't rained for several days, the soil on the mountain should have dried up, so Yang Sheng only carried a small backpack and a sickle when he went up the mountain.In summer, the sun is long, and farmers all get up to watch the sky, and sometimes the sky doesn’t even light up even in the mountains.When Yang Sheng went out, he knew that he had gotten up early by looking at the position of the moon, but he didn't plan to stay at home any longer, and when he went out, he saw Wan Xiaodong standing at the door.

"Xiaodong, are you waiting for me?"

"Well, I thought it would take a long time to wait for you, but I seem to have misread the time."

"It's okay, we'll go up the mountain slowly." Yang Sheng himself liked Wan Xiaodong a lot, so he was naturally very happy when he heard Wan Xiaodong say that.He didn't know many people in Wanjiaba, and he didn't know what other people thought, but this Wan Xiaodong treated him very well.

While chatting, the two walked slowly up the mountain, but slowly, Yang Sheng felt that Wan Xiaodong kept talking about Wan Jiahe.

"You're still a child, what do you know, don't follow other people's nonsense." What Wan Xiaodong said was something Yang Sheng already knew and accepted, so he didn't want to please Wan Jiahe as Wan Xiaodong said.

"Brother Yang Sheng, I didn't say this, it was my mother who said that the Huang family wanted to marry their daughter to Wan Jiahe."

"But isn't that Huang Xinghua engaged? How can she marry?" Yang Sheng was surprised and asked anyway.

Seeing that Yang Sheng didn't believe it, Wan Xiaodong chattered again, probably saying that the Huang family saw that the Wan family married a younger brother, who was not easy to bear, so they started to make up their minds to marry their daughter. As long as the daughter gave birth to a child, then Her family will send it.Listening to Wan Xiaodong's words, Yang Sheng kept nodding his head perfunctorily, saying that he was right, but on the surface he didn't care at all.

After the two arrived on the mountain, it was not yet bright, so they were not in a hurry and just sat and rested, and waited until the sky was brighter before setting off.

Because it has not rained for several days, and there is no dew in the mountains, but the soil without moisture will naturally have fewer bacteria.The things Yang Sheng went to the mountain to find were not only fungi, but also the leaves of a kind of wild cotton.The leaves of the wild cotton are a good medicine to stop bleeding, and the applied wounds will not leave scars, which is more effective than the yellow powder scraped from the leaves of the soil melon.Every summer, he would go out to cut cotton leaves. After returning home, he would dry the leaves and then grind them into powder and sell them to an old man in the town. Although there were not many of them, they were worth a lot of money. A small bag could cost more than ten taels of silver. .

Although the things are valuable, there is too little cotton at night, only a little on some roadsides and field ridges. Although there are a little more in the mountains, but the distribution is too scattered, it may not be possible to collect a small basket in the morning. Collecting in the spare time of a whole summer can grind up two or three packs of medicinal powder at most.

Yang Sheng is not the only one in the village who knows that this medicine can stop bleeding, but he is the only one who knows that this medicine can be sold for money. When he used to toss these things at home, he was often scolded by his uncle, saying that he made excuses to be lazy. It's useless to explain, so I don't want to say anything more, I just sold the money for the medicine powder, and when I took it back, I just said it was the medicine found in the mountains.

Because picking up fungi and collecting leaves required running all over the mountain, the two slowly separated and left. They just agreed to call out to each other when they went back and wait at the intersection down the mountain.

Yang Sheng was still thinking about the wasteland, but he hesitated when he thought of the Wanjia. If he and the Wanjia reconciled or divorced, he would not be able to stay in Wanjiaba any longer. What about the land he bought here?Will Wanjia allow himself a private field?

Just as Yang Sheng expected, the two of them had nothing to gain today, Wan Xiaodong saw the dew fungus in the half-basket, and Yang Sheng cut the wild cotton leaves in the half-basket.When he went back, Wan Xiaodong was quite happy. He originally went up the mountain to pick up mushrooms for his own mouth. If he found something that could be sold for money, he would sell it for some money to buy something to eat. He eats the same.

Because Yang Sheng had something on his mind, he didn't show a bright smile like Wan Xiaodong, but he seemed to be in a good mood.He found a large piece of wild cotton in a row of lacquer trees this morning. He only picked the bottom old leaves and the leaves that had turned blue. Those young leaves can be picked again in a few days. At that time, it will be a small basket again, and there is still more than a month before the beginning of autumn, and it can be cut many times. This year, this wild cotton powder may be able to sell for a lot of money.