Rebirth of Okuki Kofuro

Chapter 82 Imagining the Future

The next day, Quyi and the others had dinner with Zhuang Shi and Liang's father as usual, while Zhuang Shi was eating, he suddenly found that the atmosphere between his son and Erfulang was strange.

This young couple has never blushed since they first got married. How come she has seen Yi Ge'er bowing his head and ignoring Kang Sheng's eyes after they have been married for so long?

I don't know what exactly happened between the two of them, Zhuang couldn't speak rashly about Liang Kangsheng or Qu Yi, so she continued to observe them silently, and if she found something wrong again, she would talk about it.

What Zhuang didn't expect was that just after a day, the two of them returned to the way they were before, no one kept looking at the other, and the other didn't respond.

At first, Zhuang didn't want to understand, but she had a lot of free time, and after thinking about it, she figured out something.

Because she suddenly thought that Qu Yi's walking posture was a little weird that morning, and then thinking about how Qu Yi and Liang Kangsheng have become more intimate and familiar with each other since then, isn't there an explanation for the abnormality that day?

This made Mrs. Zhuang secretly very happy. She always felt that she would be able to embrace her grandson, granddaughter or grandson soon.

The son and his husband hadn't consummated their marriage before, and Zhuang knew about it. She was anxious when she saw it, and she didn't urge her son because of his poor health.

When the weather got warmer and her son's body seemed to be getting better and better, Mrs. Zhuang began to pay attention, but she didn't say anything, and the two young people understood it by themselves.

Because this topic is relatively private, Mrs. Zhuang only thought about it in private, and did not discuss it with Liang's father. She began to pay close attention to the things in the house, and asked people to remove some sharp-edged furniture and decorations to prevent Qu Yi from becoming pregnant in the future. Hit and hurt.

Except for Mrs. Zhuang, no one paid attention to these changes. Father Liang and Father Liang were busy preparing to harvest this year's new grain and make plans for wine making, while Qu Yi was working on fruit wine under the guidance of the system.

Due to the fact that different villages and different families have different time for planting seedlings during the spring plowing season, their harvesting time is also different. Some villages have already started harvesting, and some villages have to wait two or three days.

Father Liang's legs are almost healed now, so he goes outside every day to see how everyone's harvest is doing, so that he can decide how to collect food in the future.

Beginning this year, Liang's father wanted to teach Liang Kangsheng about the winery, so he left Liang Mao to Liang Kangsheng, and asked Liang Kangsheng to check the crop production of each family in a nearby village, while he took Liang Duodao to the farm. far village.

In the past, Liang Kangsheng only needed to study at home and recover from his illness. He never managed the business of the family. His understanding of various affairs of the winery was limited to reading the books left by his ancestors and knowing how to make wine theoretically.

Is there anything that needs to be prepared before harvesting?What do you do when you harvest food?He doesn't know these things and needs to learn.

The most important thing to understand before harvesting grain is how to roughly judge how much grain the land can eventually harvest from the crops still growing in the field. How to distinguish whether the rice is suitable for wine making is a later matter.

In addition, it is necessary to find out which family a certain mu of land belongs to, how many people there are in this family, the number of strong laborers, women and children, etc. These are related to how much food a family will receive in the future.

It is the Liang family's experience that they have accumulated for many years. They are not good people who do good deeds, and they will not persecute ordinary people like some landlords and wealthy households.

Liang Mao was very familiar with the population and land conditions of the village where Liang's family harvested grain for a long time. With him explaining, Liang Kangsheng figured it out within two days.

Now that he had arrived in the village, Liang Kangsheng did not take Joe, but stood on the ridge of the field against the sun to watch how others harvested. When everyone was tired and sat down to rest, he brought mung bean soup to chat with everyone about the harvest.

The young master of the Liang family used to be a young master who did not eat fireworks in the hearts of many people. The first time he found the young master running into the fields, many people were very surprised.

Drinking the mung bean soup and listening to Liang Kangsheng talk about farming in a clear way, everyone gradually relaxed and got used to Liang Kangsheng and Liang Mao coming over and wandering around from time to time.

God didn’t want to trouble people this year. It has been sunny since the beginning of rice harvesting. The villages that Liang Kangsheng walked through were hurrying one after another. Before the weather changed, all the rice was collected and threshed before the weather changed, and spread out in the sun-drying field. dry.

After three or four days in the sun, the moisture in the rice can be almost dried out, and the Liang family can almost start harvesting grain.

Liang's father didn't let Liang Kangsheng take charge of the grain collection alone, and the two of them started to walk from the nearby village to the outside.

Father Liang had already introduced Liang Kangsheng to the business managers who bought their wine before. Now, Father Liang wanted to introduce Liang Kangsheng to the village heads, patriarchs, and elders of each village one by one. man of prestige.

When Liang Kangsheng and Liang's father were busy with the Liang family's annual important event, he and Qu Yi stopped their morning and evening walks every day.

But Liang Kangsheng didn't go, but Qu Yi still went to the hillside opposite Liang's house every morning, because hawthorn and red bayberry were ripe recently.

The taste of hawthorn is sour, so the birds on the mountain don't like to eat hawthorn fruit. The hawthorn on the small slope are all big and plump, not like wild fruits that no one takes care of at all.

Yangmei is not as lucky as hawthorn. Qu Yi walks around the mountain every day, but can only find half a basket of complete ones, and it takes several days to pick enough for a basket.

At first, Zhuang didn't know what Qu Yi was doing. She was curious to see that Qu Yi was still going up the mountain every day without accompanying her son, so she asked a lot after breakfast one day, and when she learned that Qu Yi was going to pick fruits on the mountain, she came here immediately. Interested.

Zhuang's childhood was spent on a boat. When she was a child, she played games with Zhuang's brothers and sisters such as catching fish and touching shrimp. She had never experienced such things as going up the mountain to pick fruits.

Because it was not clear whether Qu Yi would feel uncomfortable going together, Zhuang asked tentatively: "Brother Yi, there is nothing to do at home today, why don't mothers go up the mountain with you to have a look? Mother bought the mountain and hasn’t been there yet.”

"Mother, haven't you been there?" Qu Yi didn't expect that the Zhuang family hadn't been there for so long.

Thinking about it carefully, in the previous life, because of Liang’s father’s illness, Zhuang hardly ever went out of the house in the first year when Qu Yi married into Liang’s family. Liang’s father passed away in the winter of that year. The door did not step forward, and finally after Liang's father's filial piety period, Liang Kangsheng's illness came again, so in the memory of Quyi in his previous life, the number of times Zhuang's went out was very seldom.

The current situation is completely different from the previous life. Father Liang and Liang Kangsheng have gradually recovered. If Zhuang wants to go out to see and play, it is not a problem at all.

"Mother, let's go to the mountain together today, so I can tell you what kind of fruit trees Xianggong wants to plant on the mountain." Quyi smiled and said to Zhuang.

Before, both he and Liang Kangsheng thought that Mrs. Zhuang was not interested in the things on the mountain, so they didn't say much. They didn't expect that they didn't ask her if they didn't talk about it. Now that she has brought it up, tell her, if there is anything she wants to plant Fruit trees can be planted together.

"Okay." Seeing that Qu Yi didn't mind being with him at all, Mrs. Zhuang was in a good mood, "I'll go back to the house and change my clothes, Brother Yi, wait for me for a while."

Although a road has been repaired on the mountain, it is only a simple clean-up after all. There are many branches growing randomly, and the silk clothes are easy to be scratched, so they need to change into clothes made of stronger materials.

Zhuang's heart was eager, and she changed clothes very quickly, and did not keep Qu Yi waiting, when she went out, she saw Qu Yi carrying a basket, and she also found a basket to carry, and the two went out happily.

The hill on the opposite side is not high and the slope is gentle. It is not difficult to climb up. When Zhuang and Quyi reached the highest point of the hill, they had already harvested a lot in the baskets. Zhuang had picked a lot of hawthorns. For Quyi, I picked some hawthorn and red bayberry.

Zhuang looked at the bayberries of different sizes in Qu Yi's basket, and thought that such bayberries must not taste very good. If Brother Yi wants to eat bayberries, there is no need to go to the mountains to pick them by himself.

After hesitating for a moment and looking at Quyi's basket several times, Zhuang still couldn't hold back and said, "Brother Yi, if you want to eat red bayberries, mother will send you to the county to buy them. There are some people in Yang'an County who are very good at planting fruit trees." Every year in the village, the fruit is sent to the county town for sale, so there should be red bayberry."

However, Qu Yi didn't want to pick bayberries because he wanted to eat them. Looking at Zhuang's concerned eyes, he hesitated to tell the truth.

The wine made from wild grapes, wild peaches and wild raspberries was almost ready, and it was almost time to tell Father Liang and Mrs. Zhuang about the existence of the fruit wine. Fruit wine?

So, Quyi shook her head slightly, and explained in a low voice embarrassedly: "Mother, I didn't pick red bayberry to eat it. I heard people say that the fruit can also be used to make wine, so I wanted to try it. If it works, I will say it. If it doesn't work, forget it." .”

"Fruits can also be used to make wine?" Mrs. Zhuang was stunned. She never deliberately asked Father Liang about wine making, and at most helped manage the books, so she was not familiar with wine making.

But no matter how unfamiliar he was, after being married to the Liang family for so many years, the Zhuang family knew roughly what winemaking was all about. The winery used only grain, and he had never heard of using fruit.

"I'm not sure, so I want to try it alone." Qu Yi blinked, stood on the top of the mountain and looked down, with an air of imagining the future, "Mother, if the fruit can really make wine, the fruit trees we planted on the mountain will bear fruit in the future. When it’s too late, it’s all brewed and not sold.”

Zhuang's heart was still confused, she felt that making wine from fruit was unreliable, but thinking that Qu Yi was also a kind person, she cooperated with Qu Yi to talk about how to make wine from fruit.

Quyi was even more "embarrassed" by Zhuang's words, and blushed and made a request in a low voice: "Mother, can you not talk about this matter for now, in case I fail to make wine from the fruit in the end, it won't be too late." Everyone was happy for nothing."

"No problem." Mrs. Zhuang nodded sharply. She didn't like Qu Yi's idea of ​​making wine from fruit, so of course she was willing to cooperate.

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