The wealth of rebirth is deep in the mountains

Chapter 161 Sending the God of Plague

A carriage was surrounded by soldiers, and no one could see clearly who was sitting in the carriage.But as long as you have a brain, you don't need to guess to know that it must be Weiyuan Hou Shizi and the young master of the Tang family who are seriously ill in the rumors.

Someone laughed in a low voice, "These two still treat our Northland as if it were a capital to visit, now you know it's dangerous, don't you?"

"No, people in Kyoto are sinister, but God is fierce here."

"You are really... stupid, don't you really think..."

Some wise people listened to the discussion and wanted to show off their brilliant brains, but were interrupted by the kind-hearted person, "Let's not say a few words, no matter what, it's the business of outsiders, we still want to buy something for the New Year Well, I see that the Chinese New Year will be over in a month or so."

"That's right, my kid is still making trouble for me to bring back two bunches of candied haws."

"Then go together, go together!"

As the passers-by spoke, they dispersed, but no one cared, and they didn't dare to care about the carriage.

The wheels of the carriage rolled over the snowflakes and left the city gate, all the way into the more violent snowstorm.

The snow field is vast, and no one knows whether the road ahead leads to heaven or hell...

Xiaodao had sent someone to guard the gate of the city early on. Seeing the northern patrol team go far away, he immediately jumped on the horse sledge, flicked his whip, and ran wildly towards Laoxiongling.

"Xiaomi, those plague gods are finally gone!"

When he heard this, Xiaomi was leading two people, Qinghua and Qingyu, to grind sticky rice.

The high-quality glutinous rice is mixed with ordinary japonica rice, soaked in water for two days, then put into a stone mill to grind it into a slurry, and put it into a fine cotton bag to control the excess water, and it becomes a sticky noodle.

Or pinch it into a ball, stuff it with bean paste and steam it with bean buns, or flatten it and fry it in a frying pan until it turns maroon into a deep-fried cake.

This is one of the favorite foods of farmers in winter.Of course, if the family is poor and has no money, it is necessary to replace the glutinous rice with glutinous rice. The same method is used, but the taste is worse.

When Qinghua Qingyu heard the news, she jumped up excitedly, "That's great, that's great, no one will bully us anymore!"

Xiaomi pulled out the handkerchief to help them wipe the rice milk off their noses, and said angrily, "Waste food, and you will be fined to eat one less fried cake in the future."

It was rare for the two maids to see their daughter showing a smiling face, so they hugged her arms from left to right, unwilling to let go.

"Girl, don't be so stingy!"

"Yes, girl, we must work hard!"

Aunt Han came out of the kitchen, and when she saw them like this, she shouted, "Why don't you work hard, why are you acting so weird?"

Immediately, like a mouse meeting a cat, the two maids hurriedly took out the rice bowl, one grinding and the other scooping rice, the cooperation was tacit and swift.

Everyone laughed, it's really rare to see such a maid who is not afraid of her master but of nurturing her mother.

Xiaomi called the young man who delivered the letter into the house, asked him clearly, and then sent him back to the city.

The wind and snow got bigger and bigger, and almost in the blink of an eye, the horse sledge turned into a small black spot.

Looking at the seamless world, Xiaomi was in a daze.These days, she really thought a lot, torturing herself day and night without peace.

There seemed to be two selves fighting in my mind, and one scolded, "You are hypocritical! Didn't you say you have to be powerful and protect your folks and family members? What a great opportunity this is. This is ancient times, not modern society. What are you asking for?" 'One life, one pair', stop dreaming."

The other one burst into tears, "Power is important, and love is also important, but some things are more important than these. If you can't have the complete and pure one, it's better to throw it all away!"

This kind of "war" is going on every day, day and night, but what makes her sad the most is the longing that she is most unwilling to admit in the bottom of her heart...

A strand, a strand, came out of nowhere, wrapped her into a cocoon, making it difficult to breathe...

"Girl, it seems that someone is coming!"

Qinghua waited for a long time without seeing her master return, so she came out to check, only to find the visitor.

Xiaomi looked along her fingers, and sure enough, a dozen sledges were rushing out of the wind and snow and running towards Laoxiong Ridge.

"Get me a cloak, let's go and see."

Xiaomi yelled, wrapped herself tightly and went down the mountain.The sledges had also arrived at the mountain pass at the moment, and two villagers were smiling and lifting up the wooden fence. Seeing Xiaomi, they shouted, "Xiaomi, shopkeeper Chen has brought something, and he said it was brought back from Kyoto!"

Xiaomi smiled and said, "That's good, it just so happens that the family saves money for the Spring Festival, and Brother Chen is very thoughtful."

The steward and the guy who drove the delivery car were all from the Chen family, and they were very happy to hear this, so they said, "Miss Si, our shopkeeper said that he won't come when it's cold. If you have any delicious food here Just bring him some back."

Xiaomi invited everyone to rest in the concierge, the big kang in the room was scalding hot, a flat kettle was placed on the stove, the hot water was bubbling, and hot tea was quickly made and delivered to everyone.

Then Xiaomi smiled and said, "The family is grinding the rice milk today. After two days, the bean buns will be steamed, and the oil cakes will be fried and sent to the old man. There is no one today. The old man will be disappointed."

The steward smiled, "Then the girl will cut more vegetables, she can't just run for nothing, the snow is getting heavier, I'm afraid it will be difficult to move around in the future."

"That's right. I'll let the folks cut the vegetables. It will take about an hour or two to prepare them. Why don't you go to the kang to rest and eat stewed hot rice later."

"Okay, then let's bother the girl. Our shopkeeper always said that your food here is delicious, but he didn't bring us any glory. Today we also have a cheeky meal and go back to show off to his old man."

The manager was eloquent and trusted by shopkeeper Chen on weekdays, everyone who said a few words laughed.

Coincidentally, a villager opened the door and came in and shouted, "Xiaomi, a sheep in Uncle Guo's house jumped out of the hut last night and froze to death in the corner of the sheepfold. Uncle Guo asked me to carry it here to ask you, how do you feed it?"

Xiaomi clapped his hands and laughed, "This is a pillow when I'm sleepy. I was worrying about what to eat and entertain guests. This sheep volunteered."

While talking, she called Qinghua, "Give a tael of silver to Uncle Guo's family. The sheep that have been tired for a year are not worth the trouble, so let me buy them to entertain guests. In this weather, nothing compares to sheep. Soup pancakes are warmer, so let’s make mutton soup today.”

"Okay, okay, if the old shopkeeper knows that he missed such a good thing by not going out today, I'm afraid his guts will turn green with regret!"

The steward and the guys laughed and laughed, it was obvious that they were very close to shopkeeper Chen on weekdays.

Xiaomi joked a little more, and when he went out, he wondered who would pick up the big goat that was used for offerings on the ground, when he saw the tall and strong prairie man walking over.

He pointed at the sheep and gestured with a sword in his hand, "Kill?".

Xiaomi nodded and said with a smile, "It is said that you grassland people are good at caring for cattle and sheep. Why don't this brother show his skills and help me clean up this sheep. I'm going to make sheep soup, and everyone will have a bowl later."

The prairie man responded with a salute, went to Lu Laoer's yard with the dead sheep in one hand, shouted, and all the people hiding in the house came out. Aunt Liu who came here boiled the water, and the sheep was divided, and even the water was cleaned up, and the sheepskin was hung on the branch...

Pour the snow-white flour into a large basin, knead the dough with water, put the mutton in the pot, and the onion and ginger as companions. The women have experienced the previous adventure, and they are three points less impetuous than usual, and more calm and neat.

Aunt Liu saw that all the villagers had gathered at the foot of the mountain, and it was obvious that today's meal would be very lively, so she went to find Xiaomi.

"Xiaomi, I think everyone is getting together more and more. I'm afraid this mutton soup is not enough. Besides, what happened earlier, should we add two more dishes for everyone to celebrate."

Xiaomi slapped his forehead, very annoyed.If it's such a trivial matter on weekdays, there's no need for Aunt Liu to remind her.Even if there is nothing worth celebrating, the Lu family often holds banquets, just to have fun and to have a reunion.

Now, the calamity is over, the God of Plague sent him away, and the rain is over, how can we not celebrate!
"Oh, auntie, I'm really..."

Aunt Liu quickly pulled her hand, and while blowing her red forehead, she complained, "There are so many things at home and outside, who hasn't been negligent. You came forward to expose everyone's troubles earlier. Now, everyone will be very grateful, who would blame you for not thinking of such a trivial matter."

Afraid that she would ask how he escaped the catastrophe that day, Xiaomi hurriedly hugged her arm with a smile, "Auntie, whoever's pig in the village is enough to kill, kill one quickly, and I will pay for it. In addition, each family has chickens, ducks, and rabbits. Let’s gather together some dry goods, and we’ll have a big feast today. Let’s celebrate it, and let the towns and villages take a look, our old Xiongling is still living a prosperous life!”

"Okay, okay, that's how it should be. I'll go to Zhang Luo right away, and you have to send someone to report the letter. Shopkeeper Chen must be invited."

"It's not just shopkeeper Chen, but also the Sun family of the Zhao family. Everyone who has treated us old Xiongling kindly before, invites them to drink. Brother Chen also sent a batch of good things back from the capital, and I will share some of them. I will bring them back when I leave. superior."

"That's good, then I'll get started quickly."

Aunt Liu opened the door and ran out, and almost immediately her loud voice came from down the mountain, "Guozi Niang, Sanya, go back to the mountain and tell Aunt Chen Sanya to bring the pig down, what do you have for me?" What can I do, Xiaomi is going to throw a big feast to celebrate the safety of our old Xiongling, and invite your natal family to have a drink. Go!"

"Oh, that's great, I'm just waiting for Xiaomi to speak, all the chickens in my house are frozen!"

"Me too, hurry home!"

The two young daughters-in-law ran out of the thatched shed upon hearing the sound, flowers blooming on their smiling faces, and they went up the mountain one after the other.

Soon, Laoxiong Ridge was like a huge machine, poured with good oil, and started running quickly.

The sledge used by the Chen family to deliver goods was borrowed from the villagers before they could bring the vegetables back. Those who delivered letters, those who picked up people, and those who bought goods, whipped the whip cheerfully, which made the dancing postures of snowflakes falling all over the sky even more agile.

Shopkeeper Chen originally felt that it was rare to be free, so he was lazy once, but when he heard that Lao Xiong Ling was so lively, he immediately took his old wife, packed twenty jars for a long time, and went straight to Lao Xiong Ling.

(End of this chapter)