farm daughter-in-law

Chapter 82

Although the days are dull, it is reassuring. Harvesting will start in a few days, and each household is already preparing tools. There are few things in the field at present, and He Sheng is taking care of them every day. The baskets and baskets at home are probably not enough. He Dashuan Early in the morning, I went to the bamboo grove to cut a batch of bamboo, and when I came back, I sat in the yard with Mrs. He Zeng and weaved baskets.

He Yuanyuan doesn't know how to do this, but Zhang Xihua wanted to do it but was dissuaded by her in-laws.After feeding the animals, Zhang Xihua took out her sewing basket, intending to make shoes for her family.

I bought the materials in Daliang Town before, and recently I took them out to make them when there was free space. At present, I just finished a shoe for her husband. She picked a stool in the main room and lowered her head to make it quietly. He started to work, but my sister-in-law He Yuanyuan said that she didn't sleep well at night, so she slept in the room, and her father-in-law and mother-in-law worked hard to weave baskets under the eaves. No one in the entire He family started talking, and the house was very quiet.

Zhang Xihua sat for a while to avoid numbness in her legs and feet, and then she would stand up and walk around, and then sit down again and give her husband another shoe the last stitch.

He Sheng walked into the room profusely in sweat, breaking the silence of the room. He Dashuan and He Zeng looked up at their son, and then continued to do their own thing.

Zhang Xihua blushed and said: "There is still a bucket of small fish at home, why are you catching them again?"

Ever since he knew that he likes to eat fish, He Sheng began to grope around in the streams in the village. He was often seen carrying bamboo baskets containing fish home. , Even the second uncle and the second aunt were asking why Ah Sheng has been having trouble with the small fish in the stream recently.

Zhang Xihua covered her face, she was so ashamed that she didn't know what to say.

After He Sheng put down the bucket, he wiped the sweat off his body with a handkerchief. Zhang Xihua hurriedly took a cattail fan beside him to fan him. ?"

He Sheng was puzzled and asked, "Don't you like it?"

"..." Zhang Xihua gave him a blank look. She already knew that when she was talking to her husband, she must not hide it. She wanted to tell him what she wanted to express and let him understand, so she whispered: "How can you catch up with me every day? Yes, others joke that our family eats small fish."

Because He Sheng brought a basket home one day, and the He family acquiesced that it was Zhang Xihua's food alone. Except for He Yuanyuan who ate some occasionally, no one competed with her for this food. She couldn't eat it so fast.Those like loaches are not bad, they are still lively and jumping after more than ten days of raising them. When the other fish can't finish eating, Zhang Xihua has to process them and dry them into small dried fish.

Dried small fish is also a delicious dish, no one will dislike too much.It's just that Zhang Xihua felt distressed when she saw her husband spend all his leisure time doing this.

It has not rained for a long time, and several streams in the village have begun to stop flowing. The small fish in the nearby ditches and streams have long been touched. If you want to catch more, you can only go to the foot of the mountain and follow the water. The farther you are from the village , the more people there are in the water, there are more. Like the amount He Sheng catches every day, Zhang Xihua reckons that he has gone to a very mountain.

He Sheng was not annoyed by her complaining eyes, he stared at his daughter-in-law very gently and said, "Then I will catch her again in a few days." As for what others said behind his back, He Sheng didn't care.

Knowing that he would go out later, Zhang Xihua asked softly, "What do you want to eat tonight? May I make red bean porridge for you?"

He Sheng's brows widened, looking very happy, the joy only stayed on his face for a moment, he pursed his lips and said, "I want to put some dried red dates in."

"Yeah." Zhang Xihua narrowed her eyes and smiled, "I'll put more dried red dates in."

She found that her husband actually likes to eat sweets, but the white sugar and brown sugar are used sparingly at home. When making red bean porridge, if you add dried red dates to it, the taste will become sweeter. Anyway, the dates that were smashed last time After drying in the sun, there are nearly two baskets full. The dried red dates are used as snacks or as seasonings when cooking, so there is no need to save them at home.

When eating in the evening, the thick red bean porridge is especially popular with the family. Even He Zeng couldn't help drinking two bowls into his stomach.

He Sheng likes the feeling of fine bean paste slipping into his stomach. After drinking three bowls in a row, he stretched out his hand to fill it up. Zhang Xihua quickly stopped him and said, "Drink less, eat more pancakes. The bean porridge will be eaten later. If you can’t finish it, I’ll save it for you and put it on the bedside table, and drink it when you wake up at night.”

Put a basin of water next to the bed, put the porridge in a bowl and separate it in the water, so it won’t go bad so quickly. Recently, every meal eats a lot of soup, and the couple have to get up to go to the latrine almost every night. It is also good to drink sometimes.

When He Sheng heard what his wife said, he moved his hand away, took a piece of rough bread and gnawed it.While eating, he murmured in his heart that his wife's control was getting wider and wider recently.

(End of this chapter)