peasant girl fragrance

Chapter 4

There was a big jujube tree outside the house, separated by a wide open space was a small dirt road, I heard from old man Gao that this was the only way into the city, it was considered a small official road, it could accommodate a donkey cart to pass by.

This is Mo's Village. Not everyone in Mo's Village has the surname Mo, but there are more local people with the surname Mo, but they are not exclusive.Mojia Village is close across the wharf, and there are many people passing by. The local residents are more knowledgeable than other places. As for what kind of country this is, Old Man Gao is a little hesitant. He has never left the small village in his life. After a few trips to the city, if there is a real need, you can find acquaintances on the pier to bring some back, so his old man's information is extremely limited.

But this kind of place really makes Du Youxiang like it. She always likes a simple life. Now that old man Gao has recognized her as his adopted daughter, she can be regarded as having a home. Work is dependent on him, and it seems to be more comfortable than in the previous life.

When the mind is no longer bound, the body is free.Youxiang's health finally got better, and finally it was the millet porridge that supported her people. After coming here for a month, she discovered that the residents seldom eat a meal of millet porridge, and the average family has a large population, and most of them mainly eat beans and rice.

Since the millet porridge is so precious, how old man Gao got it, You Xiang couldn't figure it out.When old man Gao went to work, she also followed him from a distance. The distance was not too far, and he arrived in a short time. She used to work at the dock. On board.The person in charge was also in a hurry. Although it didn't take much time to go back and forth, I saw him running up and down a few times.

Most of the people who do this hard work are young and strong, but old man Gao is an exception, so when he got his wages, he found that it was a little less than others, and the manager didn't have a good face, only old man Gao bowed his body He bowed, repeating words of gratitude in his mouth.

After doing the work on the pier early in the morning, I followed the brigade to move stones to the edge of the cliff. The distance was much longer, but the stones were much harder than the cloth bags on the pier, and they had sharp edges and corners, which made my shoulders swell It hurts, no wonder old man Gao's hands are rough like that, the palm lines have become small deep grooves, the lines are clear, and I can't bear to look directly. Sometimes I guess, if it is winter, will it crack and bleed from the gaps.

Youxiang hid behind the bushes and watched, her dark eyes were a little moist, just now she followed this section of the road, she was a little out of breath, this body is really useless.

After working for a whole morning, everyone rested aside. Some of them brought dry food from home and ate it. Only the old man Gao found a water source, drank a full stomach, and then sat in the grass, grabbing Put the few tender stems left in the dead pile in your mouth to chew.

(End of this chapter)