pastoral life

Wang Mingchuan didn't dare to leave the little one alone at home after the Zhao family had such a commotion today, so he simply didn't go out all afternoon so he could take a rest and get back to work tomorrow.

"Which towel do you use to wash your body?"

In the afternoon, Mingzhu deliberately provoked Mrs. Zhao and was kicked by him. Although she had taken precautions and shed some force, she rolled on the ground for the effect. It is unbearable without washing.

"It's all in my room. I'll take the soap and wooden bucket with you. The hot water will have to wait a while, so you can wipe your face first."

Wang Mingchuan scolded himself for being careless, he should have thought about boiling hot water with Mingzhu's ashes, but he was too busy coaxing his younger siblings to forget about it.

It took a lot of work to get everything in order. Mingzhu came to the Wang family without bringing anything. Whether it was a change of clothes or toilet utensils, Wang Mingchuan had to borrow them. Mingzhu had to make do with it, think about it... Well, the two of them are now a registered couple, and there is no reason for others to gossip except for their own conflicts.

She hasn't gained a firm foothold yet, and she will make another plan for the marriage when she makes a name for herself in the future. Although Mingzhu likes men, she is not so hungry and thirsty that she won't let go of such a brat.

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The Wang family used to be considered wealthy, so the house was considered good in the whole village. The head of Wang Mingchuan, when his parents were there, had high hopes that he would study and gain fame, so he left a separate room for him, where the pearls were soaked in wooden barrels. Looking around, although the house is a few years old, it is rare to be solid and thick. Thinking about it, there is no need to worry about the cost of renovation recently.

Mingzhu counts with her fingers. There is still more rice in the barn. They should be able to eat it until the next round of harvest. There are two hens, one rooster and eight ducks in the yard. The palm-sized vegetable field should not worry about eating in a short period of time, but the clothes worn by the Wang family are a little torn, and I have to add some necessary clothes. I can’t wear Wang Mingchuan all the time. I should go to the market to buy some time. Two bolts of cloth.The most important thing right now is to get through the spring plowing. I don't know if Wang Mingchuan ordered rapeseed last autumn.

Just as he was scratching his head trying to make a living, Wang Mingchuan's voice sounded outside the door.

"I brought you a change of clothes with me."

"It's over!"

Mingzhu stepped out of the bucket. Because of her sexual orientation, she didn't dare to open the door and let Wang Mingchuan in. She only opened a crack and stretched out her hand. Since there was no movement outside for a long time, Mingzhu said:

"What's the matter? But there's something else?"

Wang Mingchuan shook his head in a daze outside the house, and after he regained his composure, he quickly moved his eyes away from Bai Shengsheng's arm that was still covered with water beads.Although Mingzhu married in as his husband's wife, he didn't have any real feelings, but he still considered raising a brother who was one year younger than him. Until now, he took the clothes and came to him, and he stretched out an arm avoiding taboo It was only when he didn't show his body that he had the ignorant realization that "the person in the room is his wife".

Wang Mingchuan scratched his head.

It seems that he really took a wife today.

Still a man.

Wang Mingchuan, who was dizzy at first, put the clothes in Mingzhu's hands, and then walked away in a daze. Mingzhu didn't say anything when she heard the footsteps fading away, and just took the clothes in.

Is it new?

Mingzhu looked through her clothes, and suddenly felt that it was worth dying a few brain cells to make a living for such a family.There was no patch on the clothes, and even the undershirt was white with no creases. I thought it was Wang Mingchuan's mother who made it for him before the accident. These days, I was reluctant to wear it, but after Mingzhu came, I took it generously. I didn't mention half a word when I came out, so how can I not feel distressed.

Sensible children are always painful, Mingzhu secretly made up her mind that he will raise these children.

After tidying up and coming out, seeing that it was getting late, Mingzhu didn't bother to brush her hair, she took a hemp rope and tied it behind her back, and went to the kitchen familiarly.There were a dozen or so eggs in the cupboard. Mingzhu took three and beat them in a basin. While mixing the eggs, he mixed them with water. Because there were so many people, he deliberately added some more. Perhaps he suddenly thought of something, and he took Separate the eggs that have been mixed with water and salt in a small bowl, and put the eggs in the pot that is farther away from the stove hole after adding water to the wooden shelf.

"Let me help you light the fire."

Wang Mingchuan came over at some point, and without waiting for Mingzhu's answer, he sat on the ponytail between the stove hole and the pile of firewood.Mingzhu just got out of the shower and didn't want to get all covered in ashes, so she didn't refuse and just chatted with Wang Mingchuan about the topic.

"How about some egg custard and carrot soup for bored pumpkin rice at night?"

"I don't understand these things. It's up to you. The meal at noon looked great, but it was much better than me."

"You usually ignore these things, but I'm used to it in the Xue family, and it's not a big deal."

Since the bath water had just been lit, it didn't take much effort to light a firewood this time, and the light of the fire reflected on Ming Chuan's immature and green face, forcing a little maturity.

"Before you came, I made it myself. You didn't look at it. The food I made was hard to swallow even when I ate it. Fortunately, Xiaohu Xiaotan and the others are sensible, and they chew on it no matter how bad it is. Eat clean, how can you grow any meat by just eating these, after my parents left, I watched them getting thinner and helpless day by day, it is really useless."

Mingzhu didn't say a word, this kind of incident in the family cannot be eliminated with a few words of comfort from outsiders, Wang Mingchuan thought about it for a long time, there are younger siblings to take care of, if he shows sadness to make those younger ones live?This day-to-day hard work has forced a sour scholar who is bored in the room and only reads to become a pillar who can carry a hoe on the ground and cook in the kitchen. At the age of 15, It was really heartbreaking to have this experience.

"It's going to get better."

After thinking about it for a long time, Mingzhu only had these words, and then just busy with her own work without mentioning it.After washing the rice, pour it in with a small pot of water and cook it together until the rice is half-cooked, then take the iron basin and put it in the Shau Kei, and pour it in until the rice and rice soup are separated.

The milky white rice soup reminds Mingzhu of the rice soup she ate at home when she was a child. It’s a pity that the rice soup is a good thing, so it’s a pity. Mingzhu doesn’t plan to make another carrot soup right now, just take more pumpkins to make stewed rice. I’m thirsty later. Just drink rice soup.Peel the pumpkin and cut it into long strips of equal width and place them neatly in the iron bowl. Mix the half-cooked rice with a little oil and salt. Stir well and cover the rice evenly on the pumpkin pieces. Then Put the whole iron bowl into a pot mixed with water and cover it for steaming.

"There's nothing going on here, I'll wake up the younger ones, you just have to watch the fire for a while."

"You go, I'm here to guard."

Mingzhu nodded and walked out of the kitchen, only to see Dahe cleaning up the rubbish in the yard with a big broom, the child swept the floor and saw Mingzhu in a daze, his palm-sized face smiled happily and called "Brother Mingzhu".

"It's windy at night and the bamboo leaves can still fall off. If you sweep it now, I'm afraid it will be the same again tomorrow."

This place is similar to the land of Sichuan. There are several extremely lush bamboos planted next to the yards of every household. It is cheap to weave bamboo baskets and make a basket on weekdays, but the leaves that can't be swept all the time make people feel bad.

"It's okay. I'll wake up tomorrow and sweep it again. Brother Mingzhu, hurry up and go in. The yard is heavy with dust."

Mingzhu smiled and waved, and walked straight to several small co-sleeping houses.The three children fell asleep on the bed but fell asleep with their heads turned in three directions. Mingzhu woke them up with a slap on the buttocks. Xiaotan was the youngest and a girl. Crying, but remembering something, shed a few tears and stopped, only squinting at the pearl.

"It's time for Xiaotan to wake up. My brother is bored with cucumber rice and steamed egg custard. If you don't go, you will be robbed by the elder brother!"

The child stretched out his hand to hug Mingzhu, and choked up a few more times before saying:

"Brother is hungry, let him eat more, Xiaotan people don't need to eat."

Mingzhu's heart softened when she heard that, what kind of parents can raise such a well-behaved child, it really makes people want to feel pain in their hearts.

"I don't need to eat either!"

Wang Xiaohu roared angrily, because Mingzhu was taken aback by her surprisingly loud voice, it was unimaginable that such a small body could make such a loud noise, Mingzhu resisted the urge to cover her ears and stretched out her hand to rub it hard He grabbed Wang Xiaohu's head to vent his anger, and then pulled Wang Xiaoxi out of the bed.The little girl is already four years old, she doesn't make a fuss when being called out, she just stretches out her little hands to dress herself very neatly, and Wang Xiaohu also puts on the clothes very quickly, leaving only Mingzhu still tying the rope buckle for Wang Xiaotan, with a unique appearance. After tidying up properly, let the three little ones walk out holding hands to scoop water in the water tank to wash their faces. It is not because he is too lazy to boil hot water for the little ones, but because in the ancient times with poor medical conditions, the children got used to washing their faces from an early age. Cold water face is also a good idea.

"My brother steamed egg custard, and I want to send a bowl to Aunt Jiang. Would you guys like it?"

The three little ones stood side by side, you looked at me and I looked at you, and finally focused on Wang Xiaohu.

Mingzhu suddenly wanted to reach out to plug her ears, but she was still a step too late.

"willing--!"

Her ears were buzzing, and Mingzhu sighed: Well, he will get used to it if he keeps hearing it this way.

In the end, the dizzy Mingzhu took out the small bowl from the pot, sprinkled some green onion on it, and then led the three younger ones to Aunt Jiang's house for a visit. The aunt opened the door and saw Mingzhu smiling very kindly, perhaps because Looking at the incident during the day, I feel that it is better to deal with these children.

"Ma'am, I steamed some egg custard tonight for your family to taste. It's not too much, so don't dislike it."

"Hey, why should I be polite to you child and auntie?"

Aunt Jiang took the things and asked Mingzhu to take a few children in to sit for a while. Mingzhu refused because Wang Mingchuan was still at home waiting for dinner. The care of Wang Xiaohu and the others before this will be more troublesome in the future.

After Mingzhu and the three members of the Wang family left, Uncle Jiang saw Mrs. Jiang entering the room with egg custard and asked:

"Is it the kid from Mr. Xue's second family who just came next door?"

"That's not it. Although he is not handsome, he seems to be a person who knows how to live. The boy of the Wang family will have a better life with such a male wife."

"Hey, folks in the village, let's walk more in the future."

"Who said it wasn't."

The author has something to say: Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. If you want to live a good life, you must start with good neighbors.