Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 1255 Exposure (2)
"It's already the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and there are still twelve days to go. I'm afraid it will be difficult."

After the snow, the weather cleared up and it was still cold. Nanny Yu shrank her neck, found a big basket, and directed the servants in the mansion to sweep the snow, and all the snow was poured into the pond over there.The vernalization has just turned into water, and there is little rain in summer, and the water in the pond has also dropped, so it just makes up for it.

"Without Miss, what's the point of living this year?"

I remember that when Ms. Duan left home, Mrs. Wen once asked her to stay in Surabaya City for a few more days, so don't come back in a hurry.So he was not in a hurry, so he dragged it until now. Fortunately, my young lady missed her mother-in-law, and she knew to ask someone to bring back a cute black and spotted puppy.

Mai Ya nuzui, sweeping the snow with Madam Yu, Mai Dong is always elusive, she hasn't returned to the house for a few days, she didn't say hello when she left, and she doesn't know where she went.

"You'll know when you marry your Huzi brother. The Chinese New Year is as interesting as being without a young lady."

Nanny Yu gave Mai Ya an ambiguous look, which successfully made Mai Ya blush.The two of you said one sentence, and I said one sentence, chatting while sweeping the snow in the yard.

Wen's side is also counting the days.After receiving the letter and hearing that there was a big battle just outside Lishui City not long ago, and it ended in a complete victory for the Great Zhou, she felt more at ease.

In the past, in Kyoto, far away from Beidi, it took a month or two to get news from Beidi. She was restless all day long, fearing that something might go wrong.But now she is doing better in Pingyang, but I heard that several cities are plagued by snowstorms, and I am afraid that they will not be able to reunite during the Chinese New Year.

The houses in Pingyang are not as solid as those in Sishui City and Lishui City. After the heavy snowfall, many people’s houses were crushed and their roofs collapsed. Soldiers from the camp in the north of the city were helping. .

It's so cold, there is no place to live, and there is no hot food to eat. The people will freeze to death. As a parent official, Zhao Zhifu has done his duty and organized some rich and gentlemen to donate part of the money for the repair of the people's houses and the purchase of grain and rice. wait.

Pingyang City was more severely affected than Lishui City, Qingli had already thought of this.So when the Chinese New Year was approaching, she sent a letter to the shopkeeper of her family's grain store to raise the price of fairy rice, while the price of ordinary brown rice rough noodles continued to be reduced by [-]%, so that she would not have too much loss and could maintain the basic balance. Save some money for the people.

After the snowfall, the spirits were snapped up by the common people, and the inventory in Lishui City was not enough to sell, so they were continuously transported in from the surrounding Sishui City.Qingli suddenly remembered one thing, even if it was freezing and snowy outside, there was still a place where she could transport it, and that was the long-forgotten tunnel.

The entrance to the tunnel is narrow, and only one or two people can go together at a time. Pushing the cart, it can't hold too much goods. Therefore, the drinks and so on transported have high prices in Lishui City, and everyone rushes to buy them.

It was the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month in a flash, and Qingli couldn't sit still at home no matter what.It was freezing and snowy outside, and she didn't know where to go. She used to think that cat winter in winter was a happy thing, but now she felt extremely boring.

During the period, I went to Xue's mansion once, and Xia He was still being tortured by her mother-in-law. Because she lost her face in front of Qingli last time, her mother-in-law didn't dare to be blatant and swears every day without saying a few good words.

When seeing Xia Yan, she would think of her daughter Xue Rong, crying, pointing at Xia Yan and scolding why it wasn't her who died, but her daughter Xue Rong Yunyun.

Xue Qian went back once and saw his old lady's crazy appearance. Thinking of his sister's last words, he felt pain in his heart, but he couldn't watch his beautiful wife being misunderstood.

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. Xia Yan also said that Xue Qian's mother was a gentle old lady before, but the sky failed her wishes, and Xue Rong's death caused her a great blow.

It was already noon, and there was still no sun. The north wind howled, broke the branches, and slapped the window lattices. Qingli sat on the kang with a quilt on her legs. Gift this account.

There are not many people who have made friends with my family, but there are not many. In the past, those who accompanied the gift had to return a share. Some wine and meat, etc., are ready-made in the space, and there are silk fabrics. The only thing that costs money is The purchase of fur.

Due to the cold weather and the snowstorm, the soldiers of the camp in the north of the city had stopped training, and most of the soldiers went out on patrol to maintain order in Lishui City and solve the difficulties of the people.Nima was also one of the people who received help.For Qingli's sake, Chunyu Wen ordered to go down and prepare a coffin for the old beggar, and set up a small mourning hall for worship.

Countless times, Qingli wanted to take a look, but held back.I heard that the leader of the foreign race has sent people to Lishui City. If she suddenly appeared, met a foreigner and exposed her identity, Nima would also be in danger.And even if this is not the case, she can only go and see and give verbal comfort, but can't do anything.

There was movement at the gate of the small courtyard, and soon, the sound of footsteps came, and they paused for a moment beside the gate.Only then did he walk into the house familiarly.Qing Li heard that the voice was her husband, she got up and poured a cup of tea, and waited for him to enter the room before she said, "Didn't you say you won't be back at noon today?"

Chunyu brushed off the snowflakes on his body, and handed over a cloth bag with one hand, "This is from my second cousin, and my aunt made fried meatballs for you."

"Second cousin is here? Where is he?"

Qingli came to her senses, leaned over to look behind Chunyu Wen, it was empty, and just now when she entered the small courtyard, she only heard the footsteps of one person.She opened the cloth bag, which was wrapped in layers of oil paper. Inside the oil paper was her favorite croquette, which was cold and hard at the moment.

Next to the oiled paper bag, there was a letter with beautiful handwriting, which looked like cousin Mo Qingju's handwriting.

It's been a long time since I saw Qingli holding the oiled paper bag, a little excited. The meatball inside was her favorite when she was a child, and her family was not very rich at that time.They will only be fried during the Chinese New Year. My aunt has her own secret recipe for fried meatballs. Put some shrimp oil in, mince ginger and meat, and add a small amount of fine noodles.

Most people only eat it once during Chinese New Year.Meat is expensive, and shrimp oil is not an ordinary thing. You need to buy it in a big grocery store, not to mention oil. Common people are reluctant to use so much fried food on weekdays.At that time, the big brother used to work as a waiter in a restaurant in the town, and there was only a little shrimp oil at home.

"It's too cold, if you want to eat, I'll go to the kitchen and use oil to cook it."

Chunyu Wen took a sip of hot tea, and seeing his wife's eyes were on the meatballs, a smile appeared in his starry eyes, which became softer. He liked to hear Qingli talk about the past, maybe he was born in a noble family when he was young. , I don't understand the life of the common people, and I don't understand the poor people's desire for a piece of meat.

"not busy."

(End of this chapter)