The farmhouse's fierce wife is the master of the house

Chapter 24 Coping the Children and Making a Living
Seeing the back of Da Shengzi going out quickly, Ye Xiangchun felt very sorry.He hurriedly called out: "Come here tomorrow, I'll give you something nice."

Da Shengzi paused, turned around and asked in surprise, "What good thing?"

"Uh...it's fun." Ye Xiangchun hadn't decided what to order for Da Shengzi before, but now he was a little embarrassed to be questioned.

Da Shengzi stared at Ye Xiangchun's expression for a long time, the excitement that flashed in his eyes just now slowly dimmed, nodded and said: "Well, good."

Ye Xiangchun also scratched the back of his head and shouted: "I'm not kidding you, there must be something good. It's just that I haven't thought about it yet."

"Then I will come at this time tomorrow." After Da Shengzi finished speaking, he shook the basket in his hand as farewell.

Ye Xiangchun suddenly felt that he had a goal.First of all, you can't fool children, and then you have to be self-reliant.

Coaxing a child and lying to a child are two completely different things.Ye Xiangchun didn't want to break his promise, even though Da Shengzi was still a child, so he had to think carefully about what to give him.

Ye Xiangchun stood at the door and looked into the village from the small path. At this time, the adults were all off to work in the fields, but there were a few children running, jumping and playing, laughing from time to time.

She made another plan, one cabbage, three big sweet potatoes, and a nest of hemp potatoes.Right now, food for two or three days is not a problem, and she has to figure out how to get through the rest of the day within these three days.

How about... even coaxing the children to take a living allowance?
But it may be because the old house of the Ye family is too dilapidated and the location is remote, so no children come to play here.It seems that Da Shengzi is still needed to do himself a favor.

Ye Xiangchun put the food into the house, closed the courtyard door, went to the backyard to find a wooden slat, and took the few simple small tools he found earlier to sharpen and grind.

Leaf toon can't do needlework, but the knife makes it pretty good.I thought of a pattern in my mind, and it's not a problem to make some exquisite things by hand.

After working for a long time, Ye Xiangchun looked at the prototype of a wooden knife in his hand and was quite satisfied.

The rest is the fine parts. Ye Xiangchun packed up the cut sawdust, took the wooden knife and tools into the house, and prepared to have lunch.

Let's have a casserole of cabbage and potatoes.Although there is no staple food, but two more potatoes will make you hungry.

Ye Xiangchun picked up half a tile by the earth wall, washed it with water and temporarily replaced the lid of the casserole.

The small stove in the kitchen was lit, and the casserole was just the right size for it.

When the cabbage and potatoes were all in the pot, Ye Xiangchun suddenly remembered that there was no salt, nor any substitute seasoning such as soy sauce.

The taste of boiled cabbage and potatoes is not very good, but Ye Xiangchun is not picky at all, anyway, he has eaten worse than this in training before.

She is a person who can go with the situation. When she has the conditions, she will be picky about the quality of the food, but if she doesn't have the conditions, she can eat it raw.

More importantly, Ye Xiangchun's cooking skills are not good, and she can't even talk about the word "cooking skills", so she will not find fault with herself.

After eating, my whole body feels comfortable, and my injured leg also hurts a little due to the accelerated blood circulation.But this is a good sign, at least it is the process of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

Ye Xiangchun lay on the kang, raised his injured leg with a folded quilt under his feet, and planned to take a comfortable nap.

When he took off his outer shirt, the bamboo flute in the sleeve fell on the kang.

Ye Xiangchun turned sideways, pulled the pillow down to his neck, picked up the flute and played with it.

　I am still the manuscript depositor, and the box is not at home. I wish you all a happy National Day.Thank you everyone for coming to play, and the manuscript is waiting for your teasing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)