Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6104 Seven days
Changping Village.It has been nearly seven days since Mo's escaped.

In the first three days known as the golden 72 hours, Yang Huazhong mobilized his relatives and friends, Yang Ruoqing dispatched the transportation team and the herb collection team, Na Risong brought a group of subordinate guards, and the big guys carried out the battle in the nearby area. Carpet search.

Mo's family couldn't find it, but the water monkey in the reservoir of Lijia Village, which had been at ease for many years, suffered a disaster. After being picked up for a day of viewing, it was quickly sent to the acrobatic troupe of Qing'an County. From then on, it will follow the acrobatic troupe on the The rivers and lakes road of wind and rain.

As for Mo Shi, his life and death are still unknown, and his whereabouts are unknown.

After the first three days, the villagers were surprised to find that Lao Yang's family seemed to have given up on searching for the Mo family.

Yang Huazhong didn't go to organize the manpower anymore, he put on a straw hat and carried a hoe to wander around the fields on time every day.

Yang Huaming, Yang Yongzhi and the others returned to the Taoist temple. As for Yang Ruoqing and Sun's family members, they were also doing what they were supposed to do.

Even Yang Yongqing himself seems to have accepted the plan to become a bachelor in the future. Sometimes he wanders around the village with his daughter, who plays with the children under the old maple tree. Like a downcast dog.

The back view aroused some sympathy from the villagers coming and going, and many old ladies who also came out to take care of their children would come to ask him a few words and comfort him.

He couldn't be bothered to answer nonsense that wasn't nutritious and couldn't help at all, so he ignored it all the time with a wooden face.

In the eyes of those old ladies, it turned into him being hit, and he was even more pitiful in the eyes of everyone.

In the main room of Yang Huazhong's house, Yang Ruoqing was peeling lotus pods with Mrs. Sun.

This lotus pod was specially delivered by Zhou Wang's cousin yesterday, and he gave it twenty or thirty catties.

Yang Ruoqing kept some for her family, and sent more than ten catties to her mother's family.

At this moment, the son and the wife were sitting facing each other peeling the lotus pods, putting the white and tender lotus seeds on one side, and the emerald green lotus heart on the other side.

The lotus seeds and lotus hearts are dried in the sun, and the lotus seeds are kept together with the pears to stew soup, put two pieces of rock sugar, and take out the pot soup from time to time after autumn, adults and children in the family can drink it, sober and moisten the lungs.

As for the lotus heart, it is used to make tea leaves.

In autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are light, but it is also easy to dry. I usually hold a bowl of lotus heart tea in my hand when chatting.

The two women were stripping and talking about the housework, chatting about whatever they wanted, which was very pleasant.

Yang Huazhong came back from wandering around the field outside, took off his straw hat and hung it on a wooden stake on the wall, leaned his hoe against the wall, greeted the lady at the table, and came to the washstand in the corner of the room.

The basin is filled with cool well water prepared by Mrs. Sun in advance, and the veil for washing the face is also washed and changed every day to ensure that it is clean and free from the smell of sweat.

Yang Huazhong buried his face in the water, washed his diving face, and when he raised his head, he grabbed the handkerchief and wiped it on his face. It was so comfortable!
"Father, are you hungry? Do you want to make lunch here?" Sun asked.

Yang Huazhong came to the table and sat down, picked up the lotus pod and peeled it off, "I'm not hungry, I won't be in a hurry to burn it for a while."

Mrs. Sun felt relieved. I cooked dinner this morning, washed a handful of cowpeas at noon, and when the time comes, there will be leftovers fried with cowpeas. There will be a bowl of potherb mustard in the kitchen cupboard.

(End of this chapter)