Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2669 It's all yours (two more)

All her resistance turned into gentle pandering.

"Fool, I am yours, Qinger is yours, body, heart, everything is yours!"

Her soft arms actively wrapped around his shoulders, he hugged her tightly, turned over and pressed down again.

The curtains fell, the clothes were thrown out one by one, and the big embroidery bed started to sway violently again, telling the lingering love of this pair of lovers...

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After Luo Fengtang came back, life seemed to be calm again, and in the calm, the last wave of busy farming this year was ushered in.

Wearing stars and wearing moons to pick up cotton and clean up various agricultural and sideline crops.

All kinds of vegetables, melons and fruits that could not be eaten in the vegetable garden and were about to close due to the season were picked up by the women.
What should be fished, what should be marinated, what should be dried.

In the months of the second half of the year, these things will be the dishes used by the farmers.

Yang Ruoqing was also busy making pickles with Wang Cuilian and Mrs. Sun. After coming to this world, she taught them a lot and learned a lot from them.

Look, she made many of the pickles in the rows of pots and jars in the backyard by herself.

Very interesting.

"Qing'er, come and give me a hand." Over there, Mrs. Sun was calling.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and saw that Mrs. Sun was carrying a vegetable basket, which was full of big duck eggs.

Yang Ruoqing hurried over to help Mrs. Sun bring the basket that was deformed by the weight of the duck eggs.

Sun said: "Fifty duck eggs, all salted, baby likes to eat salted duck egg porridge."

"Okay, I'll pickle it, mother, wash your hands and sit for a while." Yang Ruoqing said.

He turned around and brought a large pot over, poured clean well water into it, and put the salt in it.

In this day and age, salt isn't like modern times, where a bag costs a dollar.

The salt in this era was developed and sold by the government.

If you sell private salt, you will be beheaded.

So salt is more expensive, and most people eat it leisurely, like when she just came here, the food was basically tasteless.

Vegetable leaves are basically boiled in water, just add a little salt, and don't dare to put more oil.

Even now, only Yang Ruoqing and a few well-off families in the village are able to pickle vegetables on such a large scale.

Most of the other families are fishing and drying vegetables.

So in ancient times, everyone should not enter into a misunderstanding, thinking that poor people eat pickles,

wrong,
Those who can really eat pickles wantonly are rich people.

Pickling salted duck eggs is very simple, that is, put fresh duck eggs in clean salt water, then seal them, and wait for about forty days, and it will be almost the same.

This method was taught by Mrs. Sun. The salted duck eggs marinated by Mrs. Sun are delicious.

After peeling, the duck egg yolk can flow out red oil, and the duck egg white is also moderately salty.

When eating porridge, cut the boiled salted duck egg into two pieces with the shell, and serve with cucumber sticks and dried tofu in honey sauce as a side dish, not to mention how delicious it is.

Not only Luo Baobao and Dazhi love to eat, but Yang Ruoqing herself also likes it.

Here, Mrs. Sun did not sit down, but stood aside and watched Yang Ruoqing pickle the salted duck eggs. The woman had a gratified smile on her face.

"My family, Qing'er, is really capable. She is a master at home and abroad." Sun said sincerely.

Yang Ruoqing leaned over to put duck eggs into the big jar lightly, and smiled at Mrs. Sun when she heard this.

"I'm 20 years old, and my child is five years old, so I have to learn how to do this anyway," she said.

Just because the elders on both sides are alive, you can't rely on them for everything.

Pickle pickles, pancakes, cut clothes, store shoes...

In the section of food, Yang Ruoqing admitted that she learned relatively quickly, while the section of needlework girls was a bit full.

But she kept doing, learning, and never gave up.

Because the elders will grow old one day and leave.It is impossible to help you pickle pickles for a lifetime, bake cakes for a lifetime, and store shoes for a lifetime,
After all, you will grow up to be like that bird, and you will pass on these skills to your children.

Human beings are like this, like a baton, passed down from generation to generation, dominating this land and multiplying.

While chatting with Mrs. Sun, all the duck eggs were cleaned up.

Other crock beans, cucumber strips, leeks, etc. are all marinated.

Looking at the rows of neatly arranged pots and jars, Yang Ruoqing clapped her hands, a feeling of fullness filled her heart.

This kind of happiness and satisfaction is not weaker than earning white money.Because this is done by yourself, the experience is the process, cool!

"Qing'er, your grandma is coming to live with our house tomorrow. Your father discussed with me and said that he wanted to kill the duck in the backyard so that he can entertain your grandma tomorrow." Sun said to Yang Ruoqing again. .

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, counting the days, it was indeed Sanfang's turn to take care of the old couple.

Here, Sun continued: "Tomorrow, you and Tang Yazi remember to bring the children over for lunch."

Because Luo Fengtang came back just in time for the busy farming season, Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian also ate at Yang Ruoqing's place these days.

When eating at night, Blacksmith Luo sighed from time to time, looking preoccupied.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other, then Yang Ruoqing asked Blacksmith Luo: "Uncle, what's wrong with you? Is this dish not to your liking?"

Blacksmith Luo hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, I can eat all the dishes I have, and I don't have to pick those, let alone this dish in our family, it's very good!"

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the dishes on the table in front of her.

Although it was night, I had been doing physical labor during the day, and I would definitely have to cook at night, and I couldn't get enough porridge.

There is white rice in a large pot, fried pork with spicy peppers, pork knuckles in sauce, fried shrimp with eggs, fried beans with eggplant, and a bowl of roasted chives with soy sauce.

There is really no choice for this dish, it is better than the New Year's Eve dinner in the village.

"Uncle, what's the matter with you? I think you seem to have something on your mind." Luo Fengtang also spoke out.

Blacksmith Luo shook his head and remained silent.

Wang Cuilian was in a hurry, and said to Luo Tiejiang: "If you have something on your mind, just say it. Didn't you see the children are anxious?"

Blacksmith Luo put down his chopsticks and looked at Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang.

"Today Zhou Wang came to gather medicine, and bought a pair of medicine from Uncle Fu back."

"I asked him what was wrong with him, but he hesitated at first, but I found out that his mother broke his leg after I pressed him," Luo Tiejiang said.

Zhou Wang and Xiaohuan are now helping Yang Ruoqing.

Zhou Wang followed the herb-collecting team to go up the mountain to collect herbs, and he was able to reach the end of September in the lunar calendar.

Xiaohuan and Ping'er do embroidery work for the restaurant together, and the couple's life has improved in the past year.

"My aunt broke her leg?" Luo Fengtang also put down his chopsticks.

"What's the situation? Why did you fall?" He asked again.

(End of this chapter)