farm daughter-in-law

Chapter 50

Zhang Xihua wondered in her heart that there was no reason for her dislike. Although she couldn't be strict with her actions, she didn't hinder other people's ideas.

The day was very peaceful, and the rain that everyone was looking forward to still did not fall. The villagers in Xiaxi Village were collecting money from house to house and held a ceremony of praying for rain. .

On the day of the ceremony, He Sheng and He Fu also came back from the mountain to attend.A ceremony to pray for rain to the Dragon King is a big event in the whole village and cannot be disrespected.

After the ceremony, they continued to work on the charcoal cellar.For more than ten days in a row, He Sheng went back and forth to the charcoal cellar without stopping, carrying all the charcoal and storing it at home, and then cut branches and burned another cellar.

Charcoal burning can be completed in about a day, the key is to always pay attention to the heat.Uncle He and He Dashuan both discussed that it would be enough to burn four more cellars this year. If there are too many cellars, it will not be able to keep up with the time for business, and there will be no way to sell them at that time.Besides, I have to go home early to take care of the field.

After praying for rain for many days, but failed to bring rain, everyone became more anxious, and the entire Yushui River was carried by the nearby villagers, so that the water level dropped by two levels.

Later, a sorcerer ran to the village to suggest that he would send twin boys and girls to the Dragon King to enjoy. A small number of people with no children in their families were moved, but most people with children objected. He ate and drank a lot, and ran away from several villages. Some people said he was a liar. When everyone got angry, they chased them away for several miles with their shoulder poles.

He Zeng covered his heart and exhaled, "God damn it, those people who are so heartbroken, that kind of person should be beaten to death."

After this farce ended, every household dispatched people to fetch water from the water source. Xiaxi Village was next to the Yushui River, and the stream on the mountain was still flowing. The situation was relatively good, at least there were no fights over water.

Zhang Xihua also carried water for a few days, and her shoulders on both sides were bruised under the heavy pressure, which was often the case when carrying loads before, she didn't care about it, thinking that no one would see if she was wearing clothes anyway.

He Sheng didn't come home until very late, when Zhang Xihua was fast asleep, it was He Zeng who heard the knock on the door and got up to open the door for his son.

Zhang Xihua didn't wake up until he was on the bed, she was going to get up to get him something to eat, but He Sheng held her down and said, "Mother just ordered a bowl of gnocchi, I'm full."

She felt a little guilty, and asked softly, "Then let's go to bed?"

He Sheng stared at her with his dark eyes, neither answering nor making a sound, Zhang Xihua's hands and feet were numb, and she lowered her head shyly.

Before the matter officially entered the topic, Zhang Xihua was pinched to the shoulder by his palm, and accidentally exclaimed, He Sheng stopped immediately, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"

"He Lang, I'm fine." She didn't dare to look up at her husband, and covered her head and replied.

He Sheng lifted the pillow that was in the way, and saw the hideous bruise on her shoulder by the moonlight. He didn't need to light up the lamp to look carefully, he already understood, so he asked, "Have you gone to fetch water?"

Zhang Xihua never thought of deceiving him, even if it was just a trivial matter, she blushed and said, "Yes."

He Sheng remained silent, and the room was very quiet. After a while, he found the underpants that had been casually placed aside, put them on, lay back on the bed, and said, "I must be tired, so go to bed early."

Zhang Xihua responded with a blushing face, knowing that he would not have that kind of intention tonight.

He said that since he started working on the charcoal cellar, even when he got home, he was too tired to fall asleep, and he hadn't needed it for a long time.

She silently put on her disheveled clothes and lay quietly beside her husband.

There was no dream all night, He Sheng brought some food and went out in the morning, when Zhang Xihua was going to carry on carrying water for the family, He Zeng stopped him and said: "Your father said, let us not go today, just rest at home for a few days. "

The daughter-in-law didn't know why, but He Zeng knew it very well. He Sheng looked at the vacancy early in the morning and told the women in the family not to do this heavy work.

Mrs. He Zeng was very relieved, her son understood how to feel sorry for his wife. This is a good performance, and she must support her. She smiled and said: "Old man, old man, my waist can't stand tossing, and my shoulders are also sore. Can't take it."

Zhang Xihua's face turned pale in an instant, and she really wanted to run to the room to hide for a while, but she restrained herself for a while, and said to her mother-in-law, "Mother, shall I rub your shoulders?"

He Zeng thought for a while, agreed, and continued: "I really can't do heavy work at my age."

Since she didn't have to go to the fields, after finishing the housework, she took the sewing basket and ran to Uncle He's house with her husband's scratched clothes. Aunt He's craftsmanship was really good, and she could learn a lot from it.

Zhang Xihua's needlework is at an average level, which was caused by not having time to practice when she was young.

Second Uncle He's house was very lively, several families from the next door came over, Zhang Xihua found a low stool and sat aside, thinking about mending He Sheng's clothes first, and then slowly learning.

There are always a lot of topics to talk about when women gather together. The head of the house, the Li family, talks right and wrong as if they have seen it with their own eyes.

Among them was a woman with prominent cheekbones. She glanced at Zhang Xihua, who was silently bowing her head, and said with a half-smile, "Oh, He Sheng's daughter-in-law, you have been married to our village for nearly two months? Why is your stomach still growing?" No news?"

Zhang Xihua's hand holding the needle trembled and accidentally pricked herself, causing a sudden pain in her right thumb...

(End of this chapter)