Yoshida Mii

Chapter 173
"I look like it too." Li said, "This child has been quick since he was a child. He used to steal your grandma's eggs. After being beaten a few times by your grandma, he didn't dare. Now he is stealing other people's eggs. You My second uncle and aunt don’t care about teaching, and they will grow crooked. Stealing eggs now, I don’t know what to steal when I grow up!”

Aunt Qiuxia interjected: "I don't care! The second son of the Song family may be very happy to see their son stealing eggs home, and they think their son has a future! Those couples are not good at themselves, and they can't raise any good children. Recently, a lot of people went to Song’s house to quarrel, and they all said clearly that what they saw was Da Mao stealing things, but they still didn’t admit it, it’s really embarrassing to throw home!”

"Steal needles when you are young, and steal gold when you are old!" Li Hongqin sighed, "When the child grows up, I can't control it even if I want to!"

"Now I don't dare to leave people at home. If I'm not at home for a while, I have to lock the door of the house. It's okay to let him steal an egg or two. I'm afraid that he will sneak into the house and steal the money." It's gone." Aunt Qiuxia said, her expression was both contempt and annoyance.

Villagers generally don’t close their doors during the day. Although it’s not true that they don’t close their doors at night, they have never heard of petty theft. If there is a brat with unclean hands and feet like Da Mao, the neighbors will hate it. .

"Before we move, we have to keep a close eye on the things at home." Dong Bao said, as soon as they went out, they would untie Xiao Hei's rope. If anyone dared to climb over the wall and come in, Xiao Hei would definitely bite.

Mrs. Li looked back, and Grandma Liu had already gone back, and asked a little strangely: "She knew Da Mao stole it, why didn't she tell us a word?" She is Da Mao's elder, and if the child made a mistake, she must Notified the parents.

"That's because people know that they are not the same as us, they are not considered a family." Dong Bao laughed, "Since we are no longer in conflict with the well water over there, there is no need for her to say it to upset us."

After Song Bai's incident, although they didn't talk about it, the villagers knew very well that they all had a steelyard, and there were not a few old Song and Huang's who were mean and dishonest behind their backs.They stand upright and sit upright, not afraid of those who do not follow the righteous path.

Two days later, the woodware shop sent a clerk to bring news to Dong Bao's shop, saying that the furniture had been painted and dried for a few days and could be moved.

Dong Bao and Li quickly invited Liang Zi and Lin Fu to come over, helped to pull two shelf carts, and pulled all the furniture back to the room behind the shop, and put them back one by one according to Dong Bao's arrangement.

The day before the move, I happened to meet Lin Shi Muxiu. When Lin Fu and Aunt Qiuxia came to pick out tofu the day before, they said that they would invite Mrs. Li to have a meal at home.Although the two families still meet every day, after all they live far away and are no longer together, so having a meal can be regarded as a farewell.

That day, the college was closed, so Dong Bao didn't go to the shop, but stayed at home to pack his things.Early in the morning, she went to the Lin family. At the meeting, only Lin Shi and old man Lin were there. Aunt Qiu Xia went to work in the shop, and Lin Fu took Quan Zi to the market to buy things.

When Dong Bao came, Lin Shi was sitting in the shade of a tree in the yard and practiced calligraphy with concentration and breath. Dong Bao went over to have a look, and was secretly surprised. Lin Shi's handwriting today was much better than his handwriting before he went to the academy. Wenxiu.Before writing a word, Lin Shi had to dip another bald pen in water and write on the slate proficiently, and then dipped the pen in ink and wrote it on the paper in a correct way. When the ink dries, turn it over and continue writing.

This is to save paper and ink, after all, paper and ink are not a small expense.

"See something?" Lin Shi asked suddenly.

Dong Bao thought he hadn't noticed that he was peeking behind him, but he didn't expect that he would have noticed long ago. He walked up to Lin Shi and smiled, "It's much better than what I wrote before."

Lin Shi put down his pen, raised his head to look at Dong Bao, smiled slightly, and said, "That's good, otherwise I'll be wasting these pens and ink these days."

Reading really changed a person a lot. At least Dongbao felt that Lin Shi had a more refined and introverted temperament than before. The gentle gaze towards her has not changed, and it still makes people feel at ease.

"Come to pick vegetables?" Lin Shi asked with a smile.

Dong Bao nodded, and raised the vegetable basket in his hand, "My mother asked me to cook a few vegetables first, and we can serve dinner when they come back."

Lin Shi nodded, and led Dong Bao to the vegetable field in the backyard.

The sun has just risen at this moment, and the yard in the morning is filled with bright golden sunlight, the lush branches seem to be wrapped in morning mist, and the birds are chirping and singing happily on the big tung tree.

Lin Fu and Aunt Qiuxia took good care of the Lin family's vegetable field. Beans, pumpkins and wax gourds were planted in rows, and vines were everywhere.

Today Dongbao wore a white muslin gown with dark florals, a blue floral skirt underneath, and a bamboo basket in his arm. Standing in the green vegetable bed, he was indescribably beautiful.

During this period of time, Dongbao has also grown a lot taller, has a slim appearance, and has gradually grown into a budding peasant girl.

Lin Shi looked at Dong Bao with a slight smile, and suddenly felt itchy in his heart. He pulled Dong Bao's finger and scratched it in Dong Bao's palm like a prank.

Dong Bao held back his laughter, stretched out his hand and scratched Lin Shi's armpits and waist. Lin Shi was caught off guard by Dong Bao's scratch, laughed violently, jumped out in a hurry, and stood two steps away from Dong Bao. In the distance, waving his hands and smiling, he completely lost his steady appearance in the past.

"See if you still dare to tickle me!" Dong Bao said with a grin. It was the first time she knew that Lin Shi was actually afraid of tickling, and everyone said that people who are afraid of tickles have soft hearts, which seems to be true.

Lin Shi laughed, and helped Dongbao pick beans and pumpkins, put them in a basket, and carried them out of the vegetable field. When he was about to leave the backyard, Lin Shi's heart moved, he grabbed Dongbao, and in the golden morning light In the middle, he gently pressed his lips to Dong Bao's forehead, and then let go like lightning.

Dong Bao blushed immediately, looked up at Lin Shi, his face was already red up to the ears.She could feel the trembling and fiery lips of the young man on her forehead. In fact, both of them were still young. Strictly speaking, this was not a kiss, but it just made her feel very warm and sweet.

The two returned to the front yard in silence, Dong Bao carried the vegetable basket to the kitchen, and Lin Shi sat back to practice calligraphy.Now he insists on practicing big characters for an hour every day. Master Liu told him that calligraphy is the face of a scholar. If you want to stand out in the exam, you must have a good hand that is recognized by others.

Dong Bao knew that Lin Shi was hardworking, and he worked harder than Zhang Qian at the same time. When Master Liu came to eat, he couldn't do without complimenting Lin Shi.She also knew that Lin Shi was anxious in his heart. Although he couldn't see it on the surface, he was eager to learn something quickly in his heart.He started later than others, and his family was not rich.

Like Xiaoxu, who is only six years old, he is already a proper child, but he is already 14 years old, so he is really anxious to death.

In fact, stress is not a bad thing, Dong Bao thought, pinching the roots at both ends of the beans in his hands, the freshly picked vegetables exude a fragrance, the ends of the beans are juicy, and the dark green pumpkin is just right, Cut into shreds, whether it is pancakes or stir-fried, it is very good.

She hoped that Lin Shi could come back as a scholar. After all, in this world, it is much easier for a well-known scholar to support the family than a farmer, and no one dares to provoke him.But at the same time, Dong Bao didn't want Lin Shi to be under too much pressure. Even if Lin Shi failed all the exams, as long as he was still the upright young man who took care of her tenderly, she would still marry Lin Shi and live a peaceful and happy life with him. this life.

Not long after, Lin Fu also came back with his whole son. The two bought a basket of ribs, a saltwater duck, and a fat grass carp in the town. Lin Fu tried to kill the chicken again, but Dong Bao stopped him. Come down, "We are not outsiders, these dishes are enough to eat, let's keep the chicken!"

Lin Fu smiled and motioned Quanzi to pull Dong Bao out of the chicken coop, quickly caught the chicken he caught just now, and laughed heartily: "This chicken is a rooster, it can't just eat eggs, and it's useless to keep it." Besides, Uncle Lin invited Dongbao girl to eat chicken, can't you?"

Having said all this, Dong Bao couldn't stop him anymore, he just nodded with a smile, and replied crisply: "Okay, of course!"

Lin Fu laughed, looking at Dong Bao with satisfaction.The rooster who was grabbed by Lin Fu's wings and comb had colorful feathers, and was usually expected to bully the hens in the coop. Now that he was caught, he probably knew that his time was approaching, so he thumped especially fiercely.

Lin Fu killed the chicken very quickly. He pulled the hair off the chicken's neck and cut the chicken's trachea with a kitchen knife. The blood dripped into the porcelain bowl that had been prepared. The thin chopped green onion, the blood of the chicken will solidify when the chicken is cooked, put it in and stew with the chicken nuggets, it is also very delicious.

When the bleeding was almost done, Lin Fu threw the chicken away and let the chicken flop on the ground. Finally, when the chicken stopped flopping, it could be thrown into a hot water basin to shed its feathers.

The feathers that fall off are also very useful, they can be used to tie feather dusters and make cushions. In short, Dong Bao looked at the rooster that was still flopping on the ground, contributing his whole body to the master.

Quanzi brought a bucket of water from the well, washed the blood that the rooster splashed on the slate, and then brought hot water from the stove.

Because when the chicken feathers are plucked with hot water, there will be an unpleasant fishy smell, so generally speaking, as long as the male owner of the family is still diligent, the work of plucking the feathers is done by men.

When Dong Bao wanted to go up to watch, Lin Fu drove him away with a smile.

When Li Shi and the others came back, the table was already full of food.

"What a waste of money!" Mrs. Li shook her head and said, "We are not outsiders, what are we doing with so many dishes? Now is the time for your family to spend money!"

(End of this chapter)