Small peasant girl

Chapter 431 Thin Green Frost
The crowd gathered together and sat on small benches.

Su Jinxia first took out a hawthorn, washed it in water, then pulled out the core, and put it in the prepared small bamboo basket.

"If you think it's troublesome to goug out, you can also cut up the red sour fruit and go out the core."

Su Jinxia is used to holding a scalpel, so this trivial matter will not bother her at all.

But for others, it's much more difficult.

But Su Jinxia didn't have so many demands, so he told everyone.

Seeing her like this, the big guy nodded.

Everyone gathers firewood, and the flames are high, this sentence is not false at all.

It only took an hour, and more than 100 kilograms of hawthorns were cleaned up.

About [-] catties were picked out, Su Jinxia kept it, and Chen Yiming and Chen Erhu asked Chen Yiming and Chen Erhu to grind them into juice with a stone mill the size of a desktop TV.

She is going to make hawthorn cakes.

Su Jinxia personally made these hawthorns, while Hou learned from them.

I was so busy that I had dinner, and I did it for another hour. Su Jinxia didn't finish these things.

After finishing, Su Jinxia tidied up and went to bed.

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Qingshan Town, Feng Yuan's family.

"Feng Steward, Feng Steward, please, please give me another chance."

After being kicked to the ground, Liu Jian curled up in embarrassment, clutching his stomach and begging for mercy, looking pitifully at a tall man in his forties, crying.

Hearing his cries, the man who claimed to be Steward Feng's face became even more furious.

Kicking Liu Jianjian one foot after another, "Give you another chance? I have given you several chances. I can't handle such a mess."

Steward Feng's face was bursting with blue veins, and he looked fiercely at Liu Jian, who was speechless in pain, wishing to kill him.

He had approached Liu Jian earlier, and gave him a sum of money to get close to the starch business in Sujia Village.

But who knows that this coward has not moved at all until now.

"What are you doing for food? I don't think I'll bother you today," said Steward Feng, adding his feet again, and then turned to look at the person behind him, "Ban, chop off his left little finger."

Aban, 1.7 meters tall, looks thin, but his face is full of hostility.

Especially on his already ugly face, there is still a centipede-like scar winding around.

The scar stretched from the corner of the right eye to the corner of the mouth, it was terrifying.

"Forgive me, please, Steward Feng, please forgive me."

Hearing Steward Feng's words, Liu Jian didn't have time to hug his stomach and cry out for pain. He moved his body and wanted to grab Steward Feng's robe, but was kicked aside by Steward Feng.

Then Steward Feng turned around and left the dilapidated and desolate small woodshed in the backyard.

As soon as the person left the yard, there was an earth-shattering scream from inside the room.

Immediately afterwards, the screams disappeared.

In the room, Ah Ban retracted the knife that was shining brightly in the candlelight, and kicked Liu Jian who was like a dead dog on the ground.

Taking a disgusted look at the yellow soup that was all over the ground, Aban said hoarsely, "It's nothing to grow."

With a mutter, Aban turned and disappeared into the night.

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The weather in October is getting colder and colder, and a thin green frost has begun to fall in the morning.

Although it was cold, everyone in the village got up early.

They are all busy harvesting the crops in the field.

Most of the crops are immature, but they are growing in the ground at this time, and they can't grow anymore, and some can be harvested.

After the collection is over, the ground has to be leveled out.

(End of this chapter)