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Chapter 489 The Cannon Fodder Who Died in Exile (7)

After dinner, Shi Yaoqian took the pen, ink and paper to his and Shi's mother's room.

It was already dark, and he didn't think about lighting a lamp to copy books. After all, if the lamp was lit at night, the lamp oil would also cost money.

It's better to wait until tomorrow morning to copy books in the bright light of the day, the air is fresh, and there is no need to spend extra money.

When he was lying on the bed, Shi Mu tugged at his sleeve and said suspiciously.

"Why did you put this lump of dirt that your daughter found in the house?"

Hearing his wife's question, Shi's father said, "I don't feel relieved to put my daughter there. You should have eaten the soil lump cooked at noon, right? Very supportive? Do you think that if everyone can grow this lump of soil, would the people of our country still be afraid of going hungry?"

When Shi's mother heard Shi's father's words, there was no joy on her face.

"We are almost starving to death. You still have the time to worry about other people's hunger or not? This soil lump is really good, but do you know when it is planted? Do you know how many soil lumps can be grown from a single seed? Not to mention, King Qin is now under house arrest at home, and you are not the fifth-rank long history, so can you stop thinking about important national affairs?"

When Shi's mother said this, her teeth itched with anger.

Hearing Shi's mother's words, Shi's father suddenly fell silent.

For these things, he has long been used to it.

That's right, the Holy Majesty is now exiling his family here, even if he wants to offer the seeds of this lump of soil, the Holy Majesty will not treat him.

Thinking of this, Shi's father couldn't help but let out a long sigh, then turned over, closed his eyes, and stopped thinking about other things.

For the next few days, Shi's father kept copying books at home.

For him, there is no need for books as an example to copy three hundred thousand.

After all, it was a piece of cake for Jinshi like him.

Otherwise, if you count the [-] book templates, the deposit of fifty cash would be enough!
Shi's father copied books during the day, Shi's mother and Shi Jiang didn't bother him either.

But when Shimu went to the village, she asked someone to buy five chicks and three ducklings, and prepared to raise them to lay eggs and cook custard for her daughter.

After I bought it, I built a small fence to surround the chickens and ducks. Then, according to the aunt who sold the chickens and ducks, I made a little millet mixed with a little soybean oil for them to eat.

As long as there are no accidents, these chickens and ducks can survive.

After these chickens and ducks have survived the first week, they can be put in the back of the yard to find something to eat.

After finishing these, I thought it was still early and it was not time to cook.

Mother Shi went to disassemble a nearly new long dress in her luggage. She removed the innermost layer of moon-white dark moiré silk and cut it into the size of a handkerchief. She cut two pieces in total. ten yuan.

Then, the silk cloth woven into the shape of twigs on the outside of the long skirt was drawn from the very edge, and after being pulled out one by one, they were placed neatly.

The silk cloth on the outside of the long skirt was about one centimeter short, Shi Mu stopped her hand.

Then I found the needle again, threaded the silk thread of the silk cloth, and started to embroider against the moon-white dark pattern silk cloth that had been cut into a handkerchief.

Although Shi Mu came from a family of merchants, she was raised as an official lady since she was a child.

Therefore, her embroidery skills are not as good as those embroiderers who sold embroidery in the capital before.

But in this border town, it is still possible to make some handkerchiefs and sell them for money.

It can even be said that in this frontier town, it is really rare that needlework is better than Shimu's.

It took a long time for this sinking.

Even when Shi Jiang came out of the place where soybeans were fermented, Shi's father was copying books facing the sun.

And my mother is doing embroidery with a needle and thread.

When Shi Jiang saw his mother's embroidery, he pursed his lips and didn't say much.

When Shimu woke up and was about to cook, she smelled the aroma of food.

A plate of pickles and a big bowl of bone soup.

In addition to these two, sometimes ginger porridge.

It's a pity that Shi's father hid the remaining lumps of soil, and Shi Jiang wanted to take the opportunity to mix some sweet potatoes into the porridge, but there was no excuse.

I can't take out the sweet potato in her room and cook it, you know, it's still waiting for her to let the sweet potato germinate and insert the stick!

So bear with it!
As long as the sweet potatoes in her room sprouted, she would not be afraid that there would be no sweet potatoes in the porridge in the future.

When the three of them were enjoying their meal, there was a knock on the door.

Shi's father and Shi's mother glanced at each other. They were in this village and they were unfamiliar with each other. Except for the Wu family next door, they couldn't figure it out. Who would come to find them?
The last time the Wu family treated Father Shi like this, Father Shi blocked them long ago, and unilaterally decided that he would never say a word to the Wu family again.

But looking for them at this meal time, it is impossible to come to eat with them, right?
Shi Jiang didn't think about it that much. Seeing that Shi's father and Shi's mother were not up, she stood up directly and opened the courtyard door.

The person standing outside the door was Mrs. Cai, not the Wu family at all.

"Shi Jiang, are your parents at home?"

Mrs. Cai smiled, holding an old pumpkin in her hand, and asked Shi Jiang cautiously.

When Shi Jiang looked at the old pumpkin in Mrs. Cai's hand, she couldn't help swallowing.

Just seeing this pumpkin, several pumpkin recipes came to her mind.

Moreover, if there is this pumpkin, the pumpkin seeds inside can be dug out, and the pumpkin seeds can be used as seeds. After being planted, many pumpkins will grow next year, and the children and grandchildren will be endless!
"It's Mrs. Cai, have you eaten? Do you want to have some together? By the way, I don't know if I'm here today. What's the matter?"

When Shi's father and Shi's mother saw that it was not the Wu family, they quickly stood up and said politely to Mrs. Cai.

"I've eaten it, I've eaten it, this is the pumpkin we grew at home, it's so sweet, let me give you a taste."

When Mrs. Cai heard the question from the Shi family couple, she quickly handed over the old pumpkin in her bosom, and when Shi's mother took it, she rubbed her hands together and said.

Seeing Mrs. Cai's appearance, Shi's father and Shi's mother glanced at each other. Although this old pumpkin is nothing, it is also something that can fill your stomach.

For no reason, Mrs. Cai would always come to the door like this, just to give an old pumpkin, presumably she must be begging their family for something.

"Sister Cai, you are too polite. If you have anything to do, just say it. The head and I can see if we can help you."

Hearing what Shimu said, Mrs. Cai's eyes lit up immediately, and she said hastily.

"If you can help, you will definitely be able to. I heard from my head that your family wants to find someone to help you. What do you think of my family?"

Mrs. Cai looked at Shi's father and Shi's mother nervously, afraid that they would shake their heads and say they disagreed!
(End of this chapter)