Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 683 Solicitation (3)
"Yeah, let's take advantage of it and enjoy it without seeing it. The melon seeds you ate just now were prepared by the young lady for our young master. Brother Fang said there are still many."

After eating and drinking enough, the two guards leaned against the big tree and whispered to each other. They were very grateful to Qingli. Although preparing some grains and rice to make porridge was just a piece of cake for her, they didn't have to talk to each other when they were on their way. As before, you can still eat a mouthful of hot food while eating the dry dry food. Just after returning, the guard told everyone that there are not only rice grains, snacks, dried fruits, fruits, and jerky in the car. Wait for the next time. Serve a pot of meat porridge for everyone to try.

At the same time, Qingli, who was being talked about by everyone, was sneezing. She wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, but she still couldn't stop, "Ah! Ah!" She touched her ear, feeling a little hot, but she didn't know who was talking about it. she.

"Miss, aren't you suffering from a cold?"

Malt looked at Qingli with a worried face. It rained today, and some moisture got into the carriage. It was cold and hot, and it was easy to get sick in such a summer. My own lady is in good health, and those who don’t stay out of the boudoir People, often have to drink bitter medicine soup, once the weather changes, they will get sick immediately.

"It's nothing, maybe someone is talking about me, Ah Xie..."

Qingli shook her head, and asked Mai Dong to extinguish two candles on the four walls of the carriage, the carriage became even darker, the opposite carriage stool had been placed, and there was a pillow on it, about the width of a couch at home, boy It's just right for Xi to sleep on it.

In the afternoon, everyone met the Bridge Festival. After witnessing such a sad scene, Zixi cried for a long time. He was still a seven-year-old child. wrinkled together.

Qingli thought, perhaps it would be beneficial to understand this world early.The little disciple is pure and well-behaved, but this world is too filthy, in order not to let him be polluted, Qing Li can only do his best to educate him, the world will soon be chaotic, and there will be more people who will suffer.

It is true that with the current conditions of her family, she can meddle in other people's affairs and save people, but the most unpredictable thing in the world is the human heart. If she saves people with ulterior motives, it will bring a lot of trouble and even disaster to her family. From now on, she will Give your younger brother a good lesson.

"Miss, do you have a tight throat? Why don't you drink a cup of ginger jujube tea."

Ginger jujube tea is a new variety that Qingli has conceived by herself. In the past, at home, ginger and red dates had to be boiled together. Grind into powder, the same is true for red dates, mixed together, brewed with hot water, the effect is not bad.

"kindness."

Qing Li blew and took a sip. She was in the carriage and could hear the snoring from the carriage of the uncle's house in front of her. It's the same here.

When sleeping at night, the uncle and the eldest brother Mo Zidong lived in a carriage with their baby Mo Chong far away, and the uncle, the eldest sister-in-law and cousin Mo Qingju took the little girl Suisui to sleep in the second carriage. Her carriage is the most spacious, with her and her younger brother, as well as the maid and mother-in-law.

After a day of tossing around during the day, Nanny Yu also slept soundly leaning against the wall of the car, and Mai Ya pouted, and whispered to Qing Li, "Miss, you'd better sleep, as the servants are on duty at night."

"Then, do you stay up all night in the middle of the night and continue to sleep on your way tomorrow?"

Qingli tapped the forehead of Maiya, and said with a light smile, "Everything is simple when you go out, you won't be on duty at night, you all go to sleep, this is the yard of a villager, nothing will happen."

On a rainy night, it was a bit chilly. Thanks to Qingli wearing a silk quilt, she stood up, covered her sleeping brother with a quilt, and then lay down on the opposite side, closed her eyes and took a nap. She was also sleeping in the carriage overnight. When I was in the fishing village with Shen Bingyu once, I felt more at ease.

Outside the carriage, raindrops hit the wall of the carriage, crackling, rhythmic knocking sound, Qing Li was thinking about the Bridge Festival, and fell asleep unconsciously.

The sky brightened, and the night rain suddenly stopped.

Early in the morning, the chimney above the stove was filled with smoke. The little girl Erya got up and fed the chickens with a chicken food bowl. Because there was a carriage in the yard, she did not let the hens out, and she followed the small opening of the cage with her hands Stretching in, he touched the hot eggs, and squinted his eyes happily, "Mother, our hen has laid eggs again, this time two, look, it's still hot!"

Qingli got out of the carriage, seeing Er Ya's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and was infected by her joy, this kind of farm life is much more joyful, seeing chickens and ducks laying a few more eggs will make them happy for a whole day, She had known this simple joy.

"Before we went out, we also brought eggs."

Qingli opened the sliding door on the small table, and took out a pot of eggs. When she took it out, she specially collected a few wild eggs from the space, handed it to Erya and said, "Here, they are all eggs, take them here. Your mother."

"Beautiful sister, what are you doing with the eggs? Do you want to fry them?"

Erya's big eyes are round and round, looking at the eggs in the basin, there are so many, it can be eaten by the family for two months, this beautiful sister is really the sister of a rich family, she took out so many eggs without blinking her eyes one time.

"We don't eat, this is for your family, just take it as a thank you for staying for one night."

"But, you are only in the yard, not in the house."

Erya was not greedy, nor did she take the eggs. Finally, Qingli sighed, and gave the egg bowl to Maiya. The eggs were suggested by this girl to take on the road. There was a small bag of flour in the car, and Maya might not eat them in the wilderness. Yes, I want to make hand-rolled noodles for her, just add an egg, dehydrated vegetables and dried shrimps, eat a steaming bowl, better than dry pancakes and pastries.

"Why are there so many eggs?"

Mai Ya muttered something before going to the kitchen to deliver the eggs.Erya took Qingli to visit the small farmyard. The house was relatively empty, and there was nothing useful. A grape trellis was planted in the front yard, and there was a small shed to keep out the rain. The ground, there are all kinds of vegetables in the ground, which have blossomed and bear fruit.

"Is there a visitor at home?"

A grey-haired old woman came out of the house, leaning on the cracked earthen wall with her thin hands. Her lips were chapped, she was old, and there were wrinkles around her eyes. Before speaking, she coughed twice.

"Mother, these ladies and gentlemen all passed by us on their way. It rained last night, so the carriage stopped in our courtyard."

The second girl wiped the water from her hands with the hem of her skirt, and ran out of the kitchen when she heard the movement, supported the old woman, and said nervously, "Mother, why are you coughing again? Did it rain last night? Suffering from the wind and cold? Why don’t you boil some ginger water later.”

(End of this chapter)