Deep in the bamboo forest is my home

The next day, Yang Yan'er stayed at home and sewed a quilt for the unborn baby.The small quilt that He Xiaohua used at that time was of good material, and it was given to the newborn boy of Shen Momo's family long ago.The ones used by the little ones have to be newly made.

Yang Li didn't come to the door today, He Xiaohua reckoned that he was scared by herself, of course He Xiaohua would not go to ask Yang Li this question, even if she did, with Yang Li's personality, she would definitely answer no, and then she said that she was busy with something at home.

He Xiaohua continued to feed the chickens every day, and the harvest was good today. Six eggs were found in the straw mat, and three of them could see black lumps in the light.He Xiaohua counted the eggs with black lumps, there were about ten eggs.Go to see the hen still brooding, motionless, counting the days with his fingers, at least half a month.He Xiaohua looked at the ten eggs and thought of an idea.

Turn out the old quilts that are not used at home, take out the cotton inside, and put them in the sun to dry.I also brought my small sunflower basket, put three layers of sunflower leaves on it, and then spread the dried cotton, which felt warm to the touch, neatly on the bottom of the sunflower basket, one layer thick, and four eggs on top. Spread another layer of cotton, plug the gaps between the eggs, put four eggs, and spread three layers if so.He Xiaohua was weak and couldn't lift it, so she could only push it to the middle of the yard, where the sun was the strongest.Right to the light, very good, a small circle of shadows under the basket.

The hen hatches eggs at a constant temperature. Now Xiaohua doesn’t have light bulbs or other things that can continue to emit light, so she can only use the soil method and sunlight heating. As for the night, she can only use the temperature on the side of the stove when cooking.He Xiaohua didn't know what to do. If they couldn't hatch, they would waste ten eggs. If they were to succeed, all the chicks in the family would be born by this method, and the hens would be able to lay eggs without interruption. How many eggs would there be during the half a month of brooding?

Yang Li didn't come, so his family and Shen Meme came to visit, and as usual, they praised the unborn baby in Yang Yan'er's womb.In Shen Meme's words, if you have a kid in your stomach, you are someone who knows how to take care of others.Because Yang Yaner's delivery period is after the autumn harvest, the season is cool, not as hot as summer, and colder in winter, and Fu Lang recovers quickly after giving birth.Because of this, Shen did not say that Yang Yan'er is a blessed person.It would be even better if the baby was born as a younger brother, he is a sensible person before he is born.

He Xiaohua had heard it a few times, she didn't take it seriously, she wondered what was going on in Yang Yan'er's stomach, she had a lot of excuses, it's rare that Yang Yan'er liked to listen to it.

It's natural for the two of you to get together and talk endlessly.Shen Momo didn't leave until noon.Yang Yan'er waited on the father and son of the family and had lunch, then went back to the room to rest.

He Xiaohua counted the time, and when he heard Boss He, He Xiaozhu brothers left one after another.He climbed out of bed softly, put on his coat, slipped out of the yard quietly, and closed the gate.At this time, the adults who stay at home are taking a nap, and those who go to the fields are naturally in the fields.If you sneak out for a while, you only need to come back before Yang Yan'er gets up.

I trot along the road the day before yesterday, and ran to the fruit forest. He Xiaohua was out of breath. Yang Li was interrupting me the day before yesterday. The two climbed up all the way. The distance was about the same but I didn’t feel tired. Now Xiaohua was left alone to run up the mountain, and her legs were tired. I don't want to move.Xiaohua leaned her body, swayed to rest under the fruit tree for a while, her eyes looked around restlessly.

It is often said that people rely on mountains to eat mountains and water to eat water.There is a Baisha River in Baisha Village, and the villagers are both fishing and boating.In the past few years, more and more silver-silk rice has been sold to Gyeongju Port from nearby villages, and the water business has flourished.This Nanhe village is named after the river, but only a tributary of the Baisha River is available. Apart from irrigation, it can't do anything else, and the riverbed can be seen in the dry season.

The hill in Nanhe Village was named Zhushan because of the bamboo forest on the other side of the mountain.There are not many wild products on the mountain. There are rabbits, pheasants and the like, but they are very few.Occasionally, people in the village said that they had beaten a rabbit.In addition to these, it is a fruit tree, but the fruit does not matter if you are full, it can satisfy your hunger when you are hungry, but it cannot be eaten as a serious meal.

He Xiaohua rested for a while, and felt that she could continue to go up, so she got up and picked up a branch to support her climb up.There is no obvious guide to go up. There is a thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground, which is soft and soft when you step on it.I don't know how long I walked, but the trees beside me became more and more sparse, and if I went up... there was no way.

He Xiaohua climbed up a rock protruding from the top of the mountain, just in time to see Nanhe Village, a fast field neatly scattered, in the center of the field are various houses, there are well-repaired tile houses, and there are huts with thatched roofs.The four unremarkable small houses of the He family were hidden among the surrounding similar houses, and He Xiaohua stared at them for a long time before finding them.

This is my home, where I have lived for several years. If there is no accident, I will have to live here for decades.He Xiaohua couldn't tell what it was like, happy or sad, sweet or bitter.I can't tell, I don't know the way.People live like this for a lifetime, if they are gone, they will be gone, but if they are gone, they will eventually be there, and if they are there, they will not be the original.I thought it was impossible to blend in, but I lived for these years unknowingly.He Xiaohua let her thoughts wander, thinking about the past, the days when she just arrived, and the possible future.The whole person just stared blankly like this, staring fixedly at the villagers working at the foot of the mountain, and the familiar house at the foot of the mountain, as if possessed by a demon, fixed and motionless.

In the woods behind him, a smear of purple drifted across.Purple is getting closer and closer, rubbing his chin, poking his head out for a look, but it is the village that he sees every day, He Xiaohua on Jiujiu Rock, who is in a state of tranquility, pokes his head out again uncertainly, it is still those scenery. "This little brother looks stupid?" Thinking in his heart, he coughed loudly on purpose, "cough cough."

no response.Continue, "cough cough cough cough."

Liang Qi coughed until his throat was itchy, but He Xiaohua remained motionless, Liang Qi was even more certain in his heart that Brother He was dumbfounded.I despise and feel pitiful in my heart, I will definitely bring the He family brother here to see more in the future, so that he won't be able to move his feet after just one glance.