Don't owe your face to farming

For farmers, rice is the best food, just like white flour, they only make some food during festivals, serious illnesses in the family, or newborn children.This is still a relatively good family, like those who are a little poorer, how can they exchange brown rice for a little bit of white rice, and they can't fill their stomachs.

Yesterday Shi Jinhua talked about Ji Yuanqiu's meal. Ji Yuanqiu is also shameless. He is proud of reading, but his mother told him that he was lazy. How can he live with it? So the next morning, Ji Yuanqiu got up early, holding the book Read silently in the yard.

Seeing Ji Yuanqiu working so hard, Shi Jinhua thought of setting up a small stove for Ji Yuanqiu alone while feeling complacent, took the small pot to the farthest corner of the room, and prepared to get some white rice to cook porridge.The bag containing white rice was opened three layers inside and three layers outside, and the inside was empty. How could there be half a grain of rice?

The white rice was well put away, how could it be said that it was gone, Shi Jinhua hurriedly closed the door, asked Ji Dashan, Ji Yuanqiu, and Ji Xiaolian, but no one moved, the white rice was gone.

"I haven't opened it for several days. Baimi can still fly with long legs. I don't know whoever stole it." Shi Jinhua calculated at home, counting with her fingers. The women at home patted their thighs and asked one by one.

In broad daylight, the women who visit Ji's house are sitting under the gatehouse, or chatting and embroidering in the main room. Shi Jinhua is sitting on the left and right, and there is no chance for them to steal them.There was no such possibility at all, Shi Jinhua knew it herself, she turned a corner and went to Yang Datie's house.

Li Chunhua happened to be at home. Hearing what Shi Jinhua said, she hurriedly went to the house to have a look, and found that her rice was still there, so she felt relieved.The two wives conspired with each other, and the person who stole the rice was either poor and crazy, or he was daring.

There are only a few families in the village, and you don’t see them when you look up and look down on weekdays. Whoever eats meat has to spread to half the village. These women usually say the same thing when they meet each other. Some people suddenly have white rice. , that's not Ji's.

"Let's talk to those poor ghosts, check their mouths, and see if their expressions are right, so we can know if there is a ghost in our hearts." Li Chunhua looked at Shi Jinhua's face, and said quickly, "Hey, don't be too sad , I'll help you go and have a chat."

Ji's family and Yang's family were all busy with their land, and after discussing it, the two wives went door-to-door that morning, especially going to the poor people's homes in the village.Shi Jinhua is still turning around, poor people have short-term ambitions, seeing Shi Jinhua doing this, no one dares to say anything, if it gets out, the village chief and Lizheng will appoint to speak for Ji's family, who told their family to have a Ji Yuanqiu who can read.

In the end, after working for a long time, knowing that the sun was going to set, Shi Jinhua didn't find a single speck of white rice, so she came out of Li Xiaoju's house and turned around to Yang Qiong's house.

I yelled outside the door for a long time, but no one agreed. Li Chunhua happened to come and said, "Let's go in first and have a look. I think these two are sick and a fool. Maybe they can really do it."

"I think so too." When Shi Jinhua heard that Li Chunhua, the mother, said so, how could he disagree, and immediately pushed open the fence door and went in.

The two of them searched Yang Qiong's house inside and out, not to mention finding no white rice, not even a bit of grain.Fortunately, Han Qingshi killed two pheasants in the morning, and buried the chicken feathers and intestines. The two chickens weighed more than 20 catties, and Yang Qiong ate less. There were no chicken bones left in the dog's belly in Alaska, and the pot was cleaned, otherwise Li Chunhua would have seen it, it would be fine.

"It's impossible for the white rice to grow wings and fly." Shi Jinhua turned his head to look at Li Chunhua, rolled his eyes, and said, "Someone has to take it."

Pretending not to see Shi Jinhua's expression, Li Chunhua hurried home, "Hey, I really can't find it, there's nothing I can do about it."

"There is a way, but you, a mother, have the final say." Shi Jinhua wrapped Li Chunhua in his thick arms, moved closer and said this, that, and that.

Han Qingshi trotted back with a chestnut on his back, opened the fence door, and ran into the house again.Unloading the chestnut from his back and pushing it to the door, Han Qingshi stepped back. When he got to the door, he felt that his house had changed, it was different from when he left in the morning.

The barren brain cells were running rapidly, Han Qingshi scratched his head, turned around and trotted out, and when he reached the foot of the mountain, he carried Yang Qiong on his back without saying a word, and ran home.

"Hey, why are you in such a hurry, carrying a big basket with Brother Xiaoju." Yang Qiong hurriedly tugged at Han Qingshi's ear, and based on what he knew about Han Qingshi, he decided to see something, so he hurriedly comforted, "Don't worry, if What happened, I can solve it when I go back, don't you trust your husband?"

The last sentence successfully stopped Han Qingshi, turned his head and smiled apologetically at Li Xiaoju, "Fu Lang, hey, let's go."

"I'll wait here, it's okay." Li Xiaoju stood up quickly, and looked at Yang Qiong worriedly, "Is Yang Zi okay?" Before Han Qingshi came just now, Yang Qiong didn't speak, drooping The head looked weak, Li Xiaoju was worried, but she didn't know what to do.

"I'm fine." Yang Qiong poked Han Qingshi and smiled, "I don't need to walk, it's fine."

The speed of going back was not slow, Han Qingshi had great strength, even though he was sweating a little, Li Xiaoju almost gained some strength during the rest period, and he was not slow all the way, he gritted his teeth and held on.

Opening the fence door, Li Xiaoju carried the big basket in, and was about to run home with her small back basket on her back. Yang Qiong hurriedly grabbed him, took out a dead rabbit from the big basket, and handed it over, "Brother Xiaoju, what are you doing?" Take it, don't refuse, I need your help tomorrow, you don't want this big basket of chestnuts, but you have to take this rabbit."

Before Han Qingshi ran home with a bag on his back, Yang Qiong was still energetic at first, thinking about how to give some of the chestnuts in the big basket to Li Xiaoju. Yang Qiong had to take out the dead rabbit.

Hearing that he would come to help tomorrow, Li Xiaoju couldn't refuse, so he ran away with the dead rabbit. It was already dark, and grandma was still at home, so he was worried.

A large basket of chestnuts was placed in the room, and Yang Qiong hurriedly said, "Hurry up and deal with the rabbits, stew them and eat them."

Earlier, Yang Qiong saw a wooden cage in the corner of the shed, and now Yang Qiong just remembered it, and hurriedly asked Han Qingshi to bring it over, untied the rope for the little rabbit, and locked it in the wooden cage.The little rabbit was restless, running around in the wooden cage, Yang Qiong beckoned, "Gajia, come here, don't let the little rabbit run away."

Alaska wagged his tail, ran over bouncingly, lowered his head towards the cage, and let out a deep and long roar from his throat.In front of the natural enemy, the little rabbits were all trembling with fright, and they huddled together and stopped moving.Alaska raised his head, supported his body with his front paws, squatted down with his hind legs, and continued to gurgle in his throat.

[Wow, let me tell you a story, the story of the big bad wolf and the little white rabbit, once upon a time...]

Seeing that the little rabbits in the wooden cage were all at ease, Yang Qiong touched Alaska's head and put his feet on the soft and furry belly, "I'll finish eating that rabbit tonight, Gaga is the best in our family of."

With his furry head resting on Yang Joon's lap, Alaska blinked.

"Okay, let's make do with it tonight. If you don't have enough to eat, just save your stomach. There will be chestnuts to eat tomorrow, so you will be full." Yang Qiong rubbed Alaska's head and shook his ears.

Han Qingshi was not too tired, he peeled the rabbit skin, chopped it into pieces, and boiled it in the pot.The fire is booming, the iron pan transmits heat quickly, and it boils in a short while, and the water has to be thrown away for the first time. Han Qingshi is very skilled in cooking now.

By the time the whole family had eaten the whole rabbit and drank the soup clean, Yang Qiong climbed into bed without saying a word.Alaska ran to the kennel with the wooden cage in his mouth, and lay down to rest.

After Han Qingshi cleaned up, he took off his clothes in twos and twos, rinsed in the yard with warm water, and went into the house with a basin of hot water and a handkerchief.Taking advantage of the faint moonlight, she twisted the veil, lifted a little of the quilt to help Yang Qiong wipe her body.

The water temperature was slightly hot, and it was very comfortable to rub on the body. Yang Qiong opened his eyes and saw Han Qingshi's tall silhouette. He moved his gaze down and took a closer look. No matter how he looked, he felt that Han Qingshi was not wearing any clothes.Waiting for Han Qingshi to sit by the bed and wipe his legs, Yang Qiong reached out and touched Han Qingshi's lean and strong waist, blushing immediately, and hurriedly said: "I'm not afraid of catching a cold, go to bed after wiping."

"Hey, Fulang, dry, clean." Han Qingshi smiled with his mouth open. He was not afraid of the cold, and his body was getting hot as he touched Fulang's delicate skin.

Facing Yang Qiong, Han Qingshi was not stupid. Knowing that Fulang was very tired today, he poured out the water after wiping his body, held the door against the door with a wooden stick, climbed onto the bed, took Fulang into his arms, and went to sleep.

Yang Qiong was already fast asleep, her body consciously leaned into Han Qingshi's arms, smashing her mouth.

In the dead of night, the village was especially quiet. The livestock raised by every household had also rested, but there was a movement from one family.Gently open the gate, slip out slowly, and walk along the houses with few residents without dogs. When you reach the head of the village, you walk a short distance, and there is a yard surrounded by fences in front of you.

Then, under the moonlight, one could clearly see the inside of the yard. The man walked to the gate of the fence, stooped down, grabbed a handful of white rice from his pocket and sprinkled it on the ground.

In the room, Alaska pricked up his ears, raised his head and tapped the opening under the wooden door, and a dark brown head appeared after a while.