What could be wrong with the salted fish attack?

The two spent two days mixing oil with honey, and returned home on the third day of their marriage. According to the custom, the whole family had to sit down and have a meal together.

The food was brought back from the town by Nan Ying, thanks to his trip, but the money was paid to him according to the amount, after all, the other party has a family and a house, and life is not easy.

Nan Xing's house was bustling with activity in the morning, and almost everyone was there, which was enough to give Jingmo face.

And once you pass the door, you have to plunge into the field.

Life in the countryside is nothing more than these two, the family runs on both sides of the field.

It is said that farmers face the loess and their backs to the sky, and one sentence says everything.

On the fourth day of marriage, the two have to go to the ground.

Of course Jing Mo didn't want to, he was not very interested in working, but his wife took the lead, so he couldn't just hide in the house and have a leisure time.

Fortunately, it's autumn now, and the weather is not so hot, otherwise Jingmo would definitely quit.

Now when his wife yells, he has to prepare things. This is the sorrow of a wife slave.

Now that Nan Xing has moved to live with him, all his things have been moved here.

Now the pillows, shoes, and mouthwash cups at home are double.

Jing Mo fetched the straw hat, and Nan Xing put the sickle that will be used later into the basket.

Jing Mo helped him put on the straw hat, Nan Xing took the hoe, and he carried the basket on his back, and went out to the field together.

Walking to the front, Fifth Uncle is waiting, he is going to cut pigweed.

Halfway through, Fifth Uncle separated from them, and the two of them went to the cornfield.

You don’t need to keep a lot of corn seeds, one can plant several ridges. Jingmo left half a ridge of corn out. After all, it has to be distributed to the county magistrate and mayor. It’s always right to prepare more. Now wait for it to fully mature. down to dry.

The same is true for tomatoes and potatoes, but these two are easy to grow, not as troublesome as corn.

Now there are not many of the three remaining crops in the field, and Jing Mo is not worried about them just waiting for them to be consumed slowly before they mature.

Now it's time to cut the corn stalks first.

If it is directly returned to the field, nitrogen needs to be added, and it cannot be extracted in this age. It can only be replaced by fresh human manure, that is, urea, which has the highest nitrogen content.

However, the direct return to the field requires chopping. With the current technology, it can only be chopped manually, which is another expense.

And if it is incinerated into ash, some useful substances will directly volatilize and lose a certain effect.

It can only be said that both sides have their own advantages and disadvantages.

I have to think about the cost of money, so there is no rush for now.

When they arrived at the field, Zhou Jing was already there. Nan Xing and Jing Mo had just got married, so naturally they didn't have time to come over in the morning to get goods for others, Zhou Jing made them all by himself.

After picking vegetables for others, he went back to eat breakfast and came back again.

Knowing that they were going to cut corn stalks today, he also brought a sickle.

When Jing Mo and Nan Xing arrived, Zhou Jing had already cut a small corner.

There are freshly cut corn stalks on the ridge.

Seeing the two of them, Zhou Jing raised his head and greeted each other.

Nan Xing nodded in response.

Jing Mo took off his back basket and put it aside, looked at the corn field that had been smashed before him, and sighed: "How long will it take to cut this?"

Nan Xing was speechless, before he did this, he complained first.

Zhou Jing laughed: "Why don't you sit on the side?"

Nan Xing said: "You just get used to him."

Jing Mo laughed out loud when he heard the words, and walked over to put Nan Xing on the shoulder: "You don't love me?"

Nan Xing shook his hands off: "Hurry up and work."

Jing Mo looked at the 'ruthless' Fu Lang, and smiled even more happily.

Zhou Jing shook his head, he was really miserable, he was forced to watch other people show their affection early in the morning.

Corn stalks are not difficult to cut, but Jing Mo just doesn't want to work.

His knife has chopped down exotic animals and plants, but it has never touched crops.

The sickle cut on the half-yellow corn stalks, making a crisp sound.

......

The three of them were busy separately, and within half an hour, they each cleared out a row.

Jing Mo held the sickle and pestered his waist, wiped his sweat with his sleeves, looked at Nan Xing and Zhou Jing who were still moving swiftly beside him, and couldn't help wondering if they were iron waists?

Zhou Jing is not clear, how can he not know about Nan Xing?

Nan Xing couldn't bear it if he carried his legs on his shoulders for a longer time on the bed.

Tsk... it will only be fierce to him.

Seeing him standing there without moving, Nan Xing asked with his hips akimbo: "What are you doing standing there?"

Jing Mo quickly bent down and continued to work.

One morning, the three of them packed up for two or three minutes and came out. Seeing that it was almost noon, Jing Mo straightened his sore waist, clapped his hands, and said to the two of them: "I'm hungry, go back to eat, Come back in the afternoon."

Nan Xing didn't mention him this time. He put the cut corn stalks together, put away the sickle, and said to Zhou Jing on the other side, "Go back."

Only then did Zhou Jing dare to leave.

Jing Mo who had been watching: "..." Damn it, did Xiao Jing see through the nature of his wife's slavery?

If Zhou Jing knew what he was thinking, he would definitely give him a big yes.

Nan Xing said to the stunned Jing Mo again, "Aren't you leaving?"

Jing Mo hurriedly put away the sickle and went to carry the bamboo basket.

Nan Xing went to the other side, picked two ripe tomatoes, washed them, and handed one to Jingmo.

Jing Mo took it, took a gulp, and removed half of it.

The two walked home while eating tomatoes.

"Xing Xing, do you still have space at home?"

Nan Xing shook his head: "Either you are planting vegetables, or sweet potatoes, as well as beans and peanuts. If you want to expand the planting, there is no space at home for the time being."

It was only after he asked that he remembered that people nowadays regard the land as their life, so how could there be any land left unplanted: "The village chief doesn't know how much land rent is left."

"It shouldn't be many, and it's not all in one piece. It will be difficult to manage then."

That's true, he didn't really want to work at all, and when the time came, he would break his legs if he moved here and there.

"How much land can be cleaned up at home? This batch will be planted, and the harvest will be just in time for winter." And we have to hurry up.

Winter in this era is hard to control.

The crops are all exposed, but if it is colder, they will freeze to death.

"You have to ask Uncle and them."

"Ah."

The two chatted all the way back, and when they got home, Fifth Uncle had already cooked the meal.

He is in good health now, and he has the ginseng dug by Jingmo to nourish his body, and his energy and spirit are no longer what he was three months ago.

Now he can not only help out, but also doesn't have to worry about Nan Xing at all.

Lunch is pickled meat with pickled vegetables, green vegetables and bean curd egg soup.

To put it bluntly, this is also under the influence of Jingmo.

After he handed in his wallet, the food at home has improved visibly.

Let’s just talk about this bean curd stick, more than 20 yuan a catty, only Jingmo is willing to buy it and eat it.

Although Nan Xing controls his pocket money, he will not treat Jing Mo badly when it comes to food. He agrees to eat whatever he wants, and occasionally takes the initiative to add food.

During the meal, Uncle Wu said to Jing Mo, "If you have time, teach me how to cook. In the future, when you are not free, I will cook."

Jing Mo is so embarrassed: "You can just play around, I will do this."

Uncle Wu laughed and said, "I haven't given up yet."

"You have worked hard for most of your life, it's your turn to enjoy yourself."

Fifth Uncle shook his head: "As long as Xing Xing is happy, I will enjoy happiness."

Jing Mo stopped talking.

People who have been busy all their lives, even in their seventies and eighties, feel capable as long as they can still move.

Anyway, cooking is not a hard job, and it is okay to let Fifth Uncle do the work when he is too busy.

"Yes, I will listen to you."

The arc of Fifth Uncle's mouth became wider and wider.

The grandson-in-law respects and loves him as an old man and takes the initiative to let him rest. This is a good thing that many people can't think of.

After eating, Jing Mo washed the dishes and went back to Nan Xing's room to rest.

That's how they are arranged now.

All the cooking is done here, and the lunch break is also here, and I only go back at night.

After all, with the elderly around, some things are inconvenient.

Jing Mo went to take a shower. He was sweating in the ground before, and when he came back, he hugged Nan Xing after scrubbing and chatted on the bed.

"Xingxing, farming is so tiring, let's hire someone."

Nan Xing was hugged by him with his back turned, turned his head when he heard the words, and only saw his chin: "I have been here for many years."

Jing Mo raised his head, looked at him and said, "The family's money is enough for us to live for the rest of our lives. I really don't want you to work so hard. You can do some bamboo weaving work on weekdays. Don't I have to make money?"

Hearing his words, Nan Xing was silent for a while, then turned around and hugged his shoulders: "Jingmo, I don't want others to think that I married you for your money, and for the sake of not working."

Hearing this, Jing Mo was stunned, and it took him a long time to laugh. He lowered his head and kissed his forehead: "Did someone else chew the root of his ear?"

Nan Xing raised his eyes and touched his ears. He especially liked this place: "If others want to marry you, they don't have to do it just like you."

Jing Mo hugged him and said with a smile: "You don't care what other people do, and... didn't I fall in love with you first?"

Nan Xing met his smile and blushed.

Jing Mo said: "I want to marry you, and I am willing to hand in my wallet. It is true that I don't want you to be so tired."

Nan Xing buried her face in his chest and let out a muffled hmm.

"You are fine, Xing Xing. You can weave bamboo, you can farm, and you can do a lot of things that I don't know. Didn't I say that? Let's have a couple in two days."

Nan Xing stabilized his mood before he dared to raise his head and kissed him on the lips: "The dishes at noon are all salty, why is your mouth so sweet?"

"I like you, Xing Xing. It's the first time I like someone so much when I grow up." Jing Mo lowered his head, looking for his lips.

Nan Xing opened his mouth and let him kiss him obediently.

After kissing enough, the two of them pressed their foreheads together to pant.

Nan Xing said: "If you want to invite people to cultivate, please hire people." He knew that Jing Mo was actually very resistant to farming. He had taken his wallet too much, and he could no longer force people to do what he didn't want to do.

Besides, Jing Mo didn't want him to be so tired. This was his husband, so he naturally felt sorry for him.

Say what other people say.

Anyway, people and money belong to him, and no one can take them away.

"Let's finish the work in the field first, and talk about it next time."

Nan Xing hummed.

Jing Mo patted him on the back: "Sleep."

Nan Xing found a comfortable position in his arms, closed his eyes, and fell asleep after a while.

Jing Mo waited until he fell asleep before hugging him to sleep.

After working for two hours in the afternoon, most of the cornfields were cleared away, leaving only about two cents of land uncut.

Zhou Jingjing moaned that he could do it all by himself in the morning, so he told Jing Mo and Nan Xing that if they didn't have to come over tomorrow, he could do it himself.

Jing Mo thought for a while and agreed.

After returning home, after dinner, Uncle Wu took out a money bag and said to Jing Mo, "This is brought over by apprentice Mu Xing. You were not here this afternoon, so I left it with me. He said that it was sold in total." Two beds, this is two hundred Wen."

Jing Mo forgot about it, today is the last day of this month, and Mu Xing promised that he would come to inform him if it was sold or not.

"Put it away, you can use whatever you buy on weekdays." It's only two hundred Wen, and I put it on the bottom of the box for the old man.

Uncle Wu grabbed his hand and gave him the money: "Don't worry, I have money."

Seeing his insistence, Jing Mo had no choice but to put it away: "If you want to use it, tell us."

Uncle Wu nodded and said to him, "Go back and rest earlier."

The author has something to say:

I lay down on the wall first.

感谢在2022-01-1121:29:50~2022-01-1222:14:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yuyu; 1 bottle of CY;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!