Madam, go home and farm

Chapter 135 News
Once the fifteenth day of the first lunar month is over, those who go out and those who do things start to get busy. Although the weather is still relatively cold, it is not as cold as November or December.Spring City belongs to the south, so as soon as the first month comes out, the work in the fields will start to pick up.

The men went to the fields, repaired the ridges and ditches, while the women selected the seeds to breed and grow into seedlings. The temperature is relatively low, and seedling raising is very important.Because the temperature is low, there is no film from the previous life here, so bamboo strips can only be inserted on the left and right sides of the field to form an arch, and then carefully covered with straw to achieve the purpose of heat preservation.

In order to raise seedlings smoothly, most people choose a piece of fertile land near their home, carefully prepare it, and check the situation at any time.Puhuang doesn’t have a farm this year. First, it’s because she has several incomes. Second, farming is not as simple as she imagined. She doesn’t know many detailed tasks, let alone judging the growth of seedlings in the field based on her rich experience. What's up.

Having said that, Puhuang is not easy to do. The vegetable field next to the house has to be planted, and there are a lot of melon and fruit seeds that need to be bought and then bred. Anyway, it is definitely not easy.

Busy, two months have passed in a blink of an eye, and the field is lush green, which is gratifying to look at.Not only the crops in the field are growing gratifyingly, Hong Haoan's body has almost recovered, and he can help Puhuang do a lot of things with a cane. He looks very energetic and handsome.

I remember that when Hong Haoan was able to leave, it caused quite a commotion in the village. Almost everyone came to the house and wandered around, shouting that the sky has eyes, Hong Haoan came through all hardships and so on.It was also from that time on, people who passed the road in front of Puhuang's house would greet them, and no longer avoided them as they used to.

Pu Huang really felt the difference before and after. She somewhat understood how important a sound male master is to a family. No wonder Widow Qiu's family is like invisible people in the village, not all she thought Difficult relationship with the widow Qiu.

At first, Puhuang felt very uncomfortable, but she quickly adjusted, because this situation can be easily understood from another angle.

Seeing that Qingming was about to come, Hong Haoan often felt sore legs due to the drizzling rain these days, and the massage that had been stopped for a long time started again, but the relationship between the two seemed a little awkward.

"Lady, what are you thinking? You didn't hear me when I called?" Hong Haoan walked over with a cane, and asked a little worriedly, "Don't you have a cold?" Then he reached out to touch Puhuang's forehead .

"I'm fine. I just want to know when the rain will stop. It's inconvenient to go up the mountain."

"Spring rain is as expensive as oil. It would be bad if it didn't rain. It means that this year's harvest will be reduced. There is no need to rush to take care of the land in the valley. We now have income from the braised meat place, and we can earn a lot from the dried fish. There is no need It's so hard." It seems that there are not many things, but there are many trivial things, and it is tiring enough to do it in a day. Hong Haoan's heart aches, his legs are not completely healed, he can only help at home at most, he can't do it Heavy work.

"Fortunately, I stored a lot of firewood last year. Otherwise, there would be no firewood to burn now. It will take ten days and a half a month, and it will be miserable."

"It's okay, look at the sky, it will clear up in two days after Ching Ming." Hong Hao'an looked up at the sky, and the water drops fell down the eaves, stringing a string of flowing bead curtains. Someone whispered softly in the corner.

"Qingming? Let's sweep the tomb. Daddy still won't come back?" Speaking of this, Pu Huang was not very happy. They met the second master of the Hong family once in the county town. His health didn't seem to be a big problem, but he didn't want to come back. Therefore, Hong Haoping planted all the land that the second master of the Hong family did not give to his son.

Originally, Hong Haoping wanted to give it to Hong Haoan, but Puhuang disagreed. The reason is very simple, the land is not written in his own name and it is not from the tenant. Die, no such drudgery.

Hong Haoping and Mrs. Chen are capable, and they insisted on tidying up those lands. However, relatively, the children had no time to look after them. After Hong Hanwen fell into the water and Hong Wenhua was almost abducted last time, Mrs. Chen entrusted the children Gave it to Hong Haoan.

Of course, they didn’t look after their children for free. Mrs. Chen took the initiative to bring a lot of food, and Puhuang accepted it very politely. She doesn’t like doing things for free, because it’s easy to take people’s appetites for granted. things.

"Shouldn't be back. In the past, the tomb-sweeping was staggered with the uncle and the others." Hong Hao'an was not very sure.

"My aunt and uncle should come back. I heard that cousin Haozheng has made an appointment for a marriage. He seems to be a lady from a famous family. I heard that my aunt is worried about not getting along." There is not much to do on rainy days, so I simply gossip.

"My aunt and uncle will meet. In spring, my uncle doesn't have much work to do, but my little cousin heard that he went to Spring City and worked in a rich family. They are going to come back, and they should be there today." Hong Hao'an pulled a low stool , sitting next to Puhuang, stretched out his hand to catch the falling water drops, and splashed into a small water flower in the palm of his hand.

"Auntie thinks too much. In the future, Haozheng will either live in the county or spring city, and will not live at home." So there is no need to worry about mother-in-law and daughter-in-law problems, life problems and so on.

Seeing this, Puhuang also followed suit, feeling cold and cold in his hands, and squinted his eyes, "What are we going to prepare, candied melons and fruits, paper money?" In this spring, wild vegetables are growing everywhere, pick some Serve cold for a change.

"That's enough. I haven't visited the grave for several years. Now my legs are almost healed. I definitely can't let it go." The cemeteries here are all planned, and most of them are concentrated in one place. Of course, there are some people who don't enter the family cemetery , just pick another place, so when you go up the mountain, you will also encounter some tombs, and you won’t feel afraid if you see too many.

Puhuang thought about the things in the warehouse. There are still some things left over from last year. Tomorrow, I will make some rice balls or rice cakes that are easy to take with me. It is almost the same. There is no need to go to the county to buy them. It is very inconvenient to go back and forth covered in mud.

"I'm going to pick some wild vegetables, do you have anything special you want to eat?" Puhuang stood up, stretched her waist, and was about to change into straw sandals and coir raincoats. She didn't know many wild vegetables, and she didn't know how to make them, so she asked. Hong Hao'an is the clearest.

"Miss picks some Qingming grass, and we make Qingming fruit and rice balls." Hong Hao'an doesn't know how Puhuang's hometown celebrates Qingming, but they have to do it here, so let's mention it.

Puhuang nodded, and went out in the drizzle. There were quite a few people beside the vegetable field and on the hillside, wearing coir raincoats and bamboo hats, bent over and busy. Many people had already picked a large basket.

To Puhuang's surprise, he met the widow Qiu, mother and son. They were wearing coir raincoats and carrying a basket with only one kind of wild mustard in it, which was almost full. But hurry up, don't let anyone take it off."

Puhuang rubbed his nose, "It's okay, I'll just run far away to pick it up, Auntie picked so many, what to eat."

"Make dumplings, I'll get some for you to taste, it tastes very good." Widow Qiu said with a smile, she spotted a piece of wild mustard greens sharply, "I don't want to tell you, you go quickly."

Unlike Widow Qiu, Puhuang didn’t pick wild vegetables. Wild mustard, bitter herbs, dandelions, Qingming grass, etc., I picked them and threw them into the basket when I saw them. Just a big basket.Although the wild vegetables are a bit bitter, they are still quite delicious.

On the day of Qingming, as Hong Haoan said, when the sun came out, almost every household went out to sweep the tomb, carrying baskets, looking at the hoe with the hatchet, and walked up the mountain.The tombs of Jisao are generally within the fifth generation, except for some very large clans, otherwise this is the case, but if you count them down, there are really quite a few tombs, a dozen or so for sure.

Tomb-sweeping is still very fun, because it is an alternative outing activity, and I eat cold food all day long, and I didn’t go back immediately after sweeping the tomb. The adults took the children and went to the mountain for a walk, looking for mushrooms or digging wild vegetables Whatever, it would be nice not to pick wild flowers, anyway, adults and children will find something to do.

The second master of the Hong family didn't come back to visit the tomb, so it was inevitable that other people in the village would say that he became a city dweller when he entered the city, and that he didn't take his ancestors seriously, which is not a good thing anyway.

However, within two days of the Qingming Festival, a major event happened, which undoubtedly dropped a heavy bomb in the village. Undoubtedly, Hong Haobao died, and Qiqiao bleed to death.All of a sudden, people in the village had different opinions. In people's eyes, bleeding from the seven orifices was often very ominous. They all thought that Hong Haobao must have done something outrageous and he was exterminated, and they all rejoiced that he had been kicked out of the village early.

The news came from the old man Wang who drove the car back from the county seat. There were still people who didn't believe it, but there were more than one person who went to the city.So after hearing the news, Puhuang and Hong Haoan were still hesitating whether to go to the city or not, so Hong Haoping came and went into the city together.

How Hong Haobao died, no one knows, only that he was already cold when he saw someone lying in the yard of his home in the county seat.

Xia Shi sat on the ground and patted her thighs and cried loudly. Behind her, there was a concubine Nier who was crying like a tearful person. The soul lost seven souls, and it didn't respond to calls, which made Hong and his wife worried for a while.

There are many spectators around the gate of the yard. If the news will spread so quickly, it is because the Xia family and the concubine Ni'er are fighting fiercely, which often attracts people to watch. Of course, the Xia family did not control the volume this time. , The door was not closed properly, and the news flew everywhere as if it had grown wings.

Leaning on crutches, Hong Haoan followed Wu Zuo and the second brother Chen, and asked what was found, but the result was surprising, saying that Hong Haoan was poisoned to death, and the poison was extremely painful before death, like a hundred ants The body is addicted to the body, and the seven orifices will bleed to death after a moment. It is said that this is not the first case.

　Finally let Hong Haobao take the lunch, the reason, I didn't write so quickly...

　　
　
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