The Transmigrated Li Jin's Daily Farming Life

Li Jin found a washbasin, poured all the red beans into it, and soaked it in well water.

But he still felt that Qin Muwen's face was a little strange.

Li Jin watched him pack up his things, frowned and asked, "Is it very important to give red beans?"

Qin Muwen picked up the little bun, looked at Li Jin, and nodded seriously.

"This red bean has the same name as another red bean called 'Acacia Dou', which is a token of love.

But because the origin of acacia beans is far away in the south, it is inconvenient to transport, so many people in the north use red beans instead of acacia beans. "

Li Jin felt his forehead twitch, and he swore to the sky: "Brother Zhuzi and I are absolutely innocent."

These words successfully brought a smile to Qin Muwen's face, and the haze just now was swept away.

What Li Jin didn't know was that in this era, there are brothers of this gender, so everyone is not so repulsive to the real Long Yang, after all, they all look the same.

Some villages are poor, and the family members especially hope to have a boy, and even drown to death when they see that the newborn baby is a girl or a boy.

As a result, those villages are basically all boys, but because of poverty and uncivilized folk customs, neighboring villages are reluctant to marry their daughters to suffer.

Many men in those villages are too old to marry a wife, and even a brother can't marry, so they can only digest it internally and become brothers and sisters.

Qin Muwen read some travel notes when his home was not yet run down, and there were similar records in it.

Of course, he was young at the time, and he didn't like to read those "Zhihuzheye", and he liked storybooks or various travel notes the most.

When he learned that he was going to be sold, he was really worried about being sold to that kind of place.

Fortunately, Li Jin's mother took a fancy to him and brought him home to marry Li Jin.

Qin Muwen looked at Li Jin's innocent yet helpless expression, two dimples appeared on the corners of his lips.

He put down the little bun, walked up to Ah Jin, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him on the chin.

"I know, I thought wrong before."

Li Jin was surprised, but the expression on his face remained unchanged. This was the first time the boy kissed him proactively.

Li Jin watched the boy turn his back and pick up the little bun, revealing the tips of his red ears.

He said: "Then let's set off now, and come back in the afternoon to fry red bean paste for you."

The same conversation also happened at Li Zhuzi's house. When his wife heard that he actually gave Li Jin red beans, she was almost so angry that she couldn't eat.

Li Zhuzi is even more innocent: "It was you who said this food was delicious, and my family has Li Jin who has a headache and brain fever, so I eagerly sent it over."

Li Zhuzi's daughter-in-law said, "Li Jin didn't change his face when he accepted it?"

Li Zhuzi was extremely straightforward: "It's normal! What do you want to say?"

His daughter-in-law was annoyed by him and fell silent.

Later, when the two men were not at home, Li Zhuzi's wife took the opportunity of delivering food to Li Jin's family to communicate with Qin Muwen about it.

In the end, they both agreed that their man was too careless and didn't pay attention to this aspect.

However, this matter can be regarded as the past.

Last Mid-Autumn Festival, only the couple were there, and Xiao Baozi was ignored.This Double Ninth Festival is the first time for a family of three to plan to play together.

Although there was a small episode in the morning, with Li Jin's explanation, it did not affect Qin Muwen's interest in preparing to play.

Along the way, Li Jin was holding the little bun, and Qin Muwen was carrying the bag, which contained some pancakes and fruits.

Of course, he was holding a pot in his arms, which was wrapped in layers of cloth. This was the rice paste of the buns, which needed to be kept warm.

Seeing that Li Jin thought of what he was going to prepare, the boy didn't need to remind him at all, and everything was ready.

He rubbed Qin Muwen's head and said, "Let's go."

The weather during the Double Ninth Festival is not as hot as June and July. Today is another festival, and there are twice as many pedestrians on the road as usual. Most of them drag their families along and look forward to praying for blessings today.

This is a detour to the east of the mountain, which is different from the way to the town in the past. Instead, it keeps walking along the river, and the road is not very spacious.