I'm already a concubine, who wants to fight with you?

Chapter 46 Snail
Fu Yu came back just in time. The Chongyang cake was gone from the bamboo basket, but there were other snacks given by the villagers.

Although it is not expensive, it is a token of everyone’s appreciation.

Xie Fei first poured wine for Yuan San, then poured himself a glass and said, "The weather is not good, and we can't enjoy the moon."

The moonlight was bright during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but unfortunately I had no time to appreciate it.

Yuan San took a sip of the chrysanthemum wine and said, "It's impossible to admire the moon. How about I steal the chrysanthemums from Pei's house and let you enjoy them to your heart's content?"

Xie Fei was sweating profusely. "You just can't forget your old profession, right?"

Fu Yu raised the wine glass and said to Xie Fei eagerly, "Miss, I will only drink a little. Miss, a small sip is enough."

"You are young, and I won't let you drink more." Xie Fei poured a little into her cup.

However, Fu Yu drank it in pain. After taking a small sip, his face wrinkled, which made Xie Fei and Yuan San laugh.

There were too many dishes on the table, and Xie Fei and Fu Yu would definitely not be able to even eat the skin, but Yuan San had a good appetite and a big appetite, so he could finish the whole table of food.

Fu Yu was a little drunk, his face was red, and he was mumbling to himself while picking food to eat, looking like he was about to fall asleep at any moment.

After Xie Fei finished eating, he put down his chopsticks, held up his chin and stared at Yuan San.

Having drunk too much, his lips looked more colorful than usual, stained with water stains, which made the word "charming" suddenly pop up in Xie Fei's mind.

Shaking his head, Xie Fei felt that he was probably drunk too.

But I heard that men with thin lips are also unfeeling. Will Yuan San be like that?
No matter what, it is definitely better than Pei Yuan.

They finished the meal quickly, but they drank for a long time, talking about everything under the sun.

As the night deepened and the wind grew stronger, Yuan San threw the drunk Fu Yu back into the house and came to help Xie Fei clean up the dishes.

Xie Fei said: "You can stay in the village today. There is an empty room next to Fu Yu's house. I have made the bed for it. Now we have gradually figured out the people and things in the village, and we know how to deal with it."

As long as you don't put any other furnishings in the house and just wrap the bedding and stuff it into the closet during the day, no one can tell that someone has lived there.

Yuan San answered cheerfully, "Okay, I'll go back to the mountains tomorrow morning."

In the kitchen, Xie Fei was washing dishes while Yuan San leaned against the door with his arms folded across his chest, his eyes fixed on the snow-white skin on the back of her neck.

Noticing his gaze, Xie Fei asked, "What?"

Yuan San forced himself to look away and answered the question irrelevantly, "It's Double Ninth Festival tonight, and the village is rarely lively."

Even here, they could hear other people's laughter.

Xie Fei said: "The happiness of ordinary people is actually just that simple. Compared with the intrigues of the rich and powerful, it is better to be safe and happy."

Yuan San's eyes were as gentle as water, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Miss, do you think that this is enough now?"

Xie Fei smiled, put the dishes away, took off her apron and hung it on the wall.

"This is good. It can't be better than being in the Xie family or the Pei family."

Yuan San closed his eyes gently.

Since the girl thinks it’s good, that’s the best.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Xie Fei said again: "We are tired after a day, let's go to bed."

Yuan San responded softly: "Okay."

They both went back to their rooms.

Xie Fei sat on the edge of the bed and heard the sound of bamboo swaying outside.

She stared at the ground and murmured softly, "That's good."

A simple, peaceful and carefree life. Even if this life is wasted like this, there will not be any regrets.

In the morning, Xie Fei got up late. After all, he drank a lot last night and his head was still a little dizzy.

She went to cook some sobering soup first, and then passed by Yuan San's room and found that the door was open, there was no one in the room, and the bedding was made up.

When I went to the backyard, I saw that the sheep pen had been repaired and two sheep were leisurely chewing grass beside the pen.

Fixed it overnight?
Xie Fei was surprised and blamed himself for sleeping so soundly last night, leaving Yuan San alone outside to mend the circle.

But there's no point in worrying, I have to cook first.

Breakfast had just been cooked when someone knocked on the door.

She thought it was Sun who came to inquire about the situation, but it turned out to be a few children with mud on their heads and faces.

The children in the village were warned by their adults that they should not offend her, so they never came to her.

At this moment, several children were laughing, pushing and fighting each other, and finally pushed a girl in front of Xie Fei.

The girl was skinny, with sparse hair and many patches on her clothes. She was clean originally, but I don't know if she had rolled in the fields before, it was all muddy. Xie Fei bent down, looked at the little girl at eye level, and asked with a smile, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

The little girl, holding a cloth bag covered in mud, took a step back timidly. When she heard several kids behind her shouting "Go!" and "Go!", she had to muster up her courage and move forward.

She pushed the cloth bag to Xie Fei and said in a very low voice: "This is for you. We picked it up from the ditch ourselves."

Before Xie Fei could see clearly what it was, she suddenly put down the cloth bag, turned around and ran.

The other dolls also cheered, as if they had accomplished a great feat, and ran away after her.

Xie Fei was full of questions. He looked down and found a bunch of snails of different sizes in the cloth bag.

She picked it up with amusement and saw that there was still mud on the snail.

Next to him, Yuan San said suddenly, "I went to the fields to find it early in the morning. I think it was to thank the girl for the cakes she gave me yesterday."

Xie Fei jumped to the side in fright, his heart almost jumping out of his chest.

"You didn't leave?"

Yuan San crossed his arms over his chest, leaned lazily against the wall, and said, "I'm just going to collect grass for the pigs."

By the time the two little girls remembered to feed the pigs, they were almost starved to death.

Xie Fei quickly closed the courtyard door and complained, "You didn't even remind me before you came out."

She had thought that the person had left and felt inexplicably lost.

and many more.

Isn't it just going to the mountains to burn charcoal? Why is she so disappointed?

Xie Fei frowned and went to the kitchen.

Yuan San followed and said, "What are you going to do with these snails, girl?"

"Wash them clean and cook them. There are still quite a few." Xie Fei saw that there were still quite a few Chongyang cakes on the table, so he simply put them all in the basket.

Fu Yu rubbed his eyes and walked into the kitchen. He looked at Yuan San, then at Xie Fei, as if he had not woken up yet. He asked weakly, "Miss, what do you want to eat in the morning?"

"Don't just think about eating. Send these cakes to Madam Shui and Madam Zou."

Fu Yu muttered, "I told you yesterday that you did too much, but you didn't believe me."

This pile of pastries would go bad if not finished, so they had to be given away.

Carrying the bamboo basket, Fu Yu left quickly.

Yuan San was worried and asked, "Pig manure, can you cook it?"

Xie Fei said shamelessly: "Isn't it just putting pig grass, sweet potatoes, various beans, fine bran, rotten vegetable leaves in the pot and cooking them together? Don't worry, Mother Liu taught me."

Yuan San suddenly felt a headache, "Are you sure that's what Mother Liu taught you?"

Xie Fei's originally high-spirited expression suddenly became listless, "Not sure."

Regardless of her past or present life, she had never fed pigs. She just thought that pig manure was probably cooked like this?
Yuan San brought in a basket of pig grass and carefully separated it for Xie Fei.

"These can be eaten raw, but this part needs to be cooked. Pigs don't eat everything, and if they get sick from eating them, you'll have to kill the pigs in advance for the New Year."

Xie Fei humbly sought advice and listened to Yuan San's endless instructions.

Halfway through her speech, she interrupted and said, "Big Head, aren't you a tomb robber? How can you be so good at raising pigs?"

Yuan San asked back, "Tomb robbers can't raise pigs?"

Xie Fei asked suspiciously: "Why raise pigs? Bring them into the cemetery as food?"

“……”Yuan San was defeated.

He was really worried, so he helped Xie Fei cook a large iron pot of pig manure and demonstrated how to feed the pigs. After Xie Fei repeatedly assured him that he could do it, he went back to the mountain to make charcoal, looking back every few steps.

Xie Fei felt that this was a great humiliation.

She, a person who has lived two lives, actually needs others to teach her how to feed pigs?
Well, this is certainly not within her area of ​​expertise.

The Double Ninth Festival passed peacefully.

On a fine day, Xie Fei went to the medicinal field to take care of the medicinal plants. As soon as he got off the edge of the field, he saw Madam Zou and others approaching with baskets on their backs.

After the two sides met, the women couldn't stop laughing. Seeing Xie Fei weeding, they went down to the fields to help, chatting while working.

"Thank you for the Chongyang Cake, we have never tasted such exquisite and delicious cakes in our lives."

"Yes, little girl, what is the filling in your cake that is so fragrant and sweet?"

(End of this chapter)