Farming space: fortunate petite to farm

At noon, everyone parked the mule cart in the field beside the official road and began to eat lunch.

At noon, everyone ate the dry food. Gu Fei was eating it. The aunt waved her over and handed her a piece of dried meat. "You didn't eat any rabbit meat yesterday. Bao'er took it away. Eating some dried meat is also strong to walk."

As usual, aunt Gu's favorite of her four nieces is Gu Fei. Gu Fei is the most clever and looks the best.

Well, Yan dog is regardless of the times.

Gu Fei was very embarrassed. Her aunt gave her meat. She didn't know what to return.

As she chewed the dried meat, she said, "aunt, if the chrysanthemum can't walk, let her rest in my car. Buy another mule car tomorrow, and everyone can take turns to rest for a while."

Chrysanthemum looked at Gu Fei and called hesitantly, "cousin."

She saw that Gu Fei was about the same age as herself and was a little embarrassed to call.

Gu Fei gave a crisp response and held her chest up. Well, she is an elder here.

Well, do you want to give me a gift or something?

Her things are modern, which is not easy to give.

Gu Fei pretended to take it out of his arms, took a white cake and handed it to chrysanthemum, and ran away quickly.

The aunt smiled, "this girl is a solid eyed girl. She doesn't want others to suffer."

Chrysanthemum held the white flour cake in her hand and handed it to her aunt, "grandma, you eat."

The aunt shook her head. "You eat. Give some to your two brothers. The boys eat more. This is not enough."

After eating the dry food, I went on my way. Today I walked faster than yesterday. In the evening, I came to Fuyuan town as Uncle Ma said.

The town is not big. Two cross streets and three straight streets entered the town. The village head began to ask an old man, "old brother, where is the Cheapest Inn in the town?"

The old man smiled, "there are only two inns in town. You have so many mules. Go to Liu's Inn. Go to the end of this street. It's a big place over there and the price is not expensive."

The village head thanked the old man and everyone drove the mule cart over there.

Gu Fei didn't ask for a bath today. She had a flesh ache with a bucket of water of 100 Wen.

She counted the heads of her family and paid the money for the Tongpu. The family began to bury pots and cook again.

But there was no firewood to pick up in town. Gu family spent two Wen on a bundle of the dry firewood for fire.

Chen didn't cook meat today. No family can eat meat every day.

After boiling a pot of water, I got a basin of dough pimples, turned out some pickled vegetables, cut them, and then put them inside to cook together.

Such a simple thing makes others envy it.

Qian looked at this side for several times. When building the stove today, Gu Erlang deliberately chose a place far away from her.

It's just that the yard is so big. It's clear what families eat.

There were 11 people at home, including the old lady and uncle ma. One pot of noodles was not enough. First, several men and the old lady ate it, and then cooked the second pot.

Bao'er took a cooked egg and stood at the edge of the pot drooling, but he didn't dare to reach for it. After watching it for a while, he ran to Qian's side and shouted, "Mom, I want to eat noodles, too."

Qian said angrily, "roll, roll, we can't eat grains for a few days. Don't think about that beautiful thing."

Bao'er sat on the ground and began to howl again: "I want to eat noodle pimple soup, I want to eat -"

Qian's mouth twitched. There was nothing she could do to take bao'er. She handed xing'er a bowl. "Go, go to your second uncle and ask for some pimple Soup for your brother."