Lady Caisang: My husband is a little sweet

Chapter 493 Helpless
"What are these for?" Jiang Rongan looked at the mother and daughter who were busy there, and asked the eldest son who was helping to classify.

"These things were made by Shuangshuang and Jiangjiang these days. According to what they said, they were boiled in soup to water the vegetable fields." After the initial surprise, Mianmian was now able to face this matter calmly. It's over.

Hearing this, Jiang Rong'an lowered his head and took a closer look at these things that he couldn't explain why. I hope it will be successful this time.

"Father, I believe mother and sister will find a way this time." Mianmian stared at Jiang Rongan closely, as if to comfort him. He himself didn't have much feeling about where he was, as long as it was the whole family. together.

"You're right." Jiang Rongan patted Mianmian on the shoulder, feeling ashamed that his son had grown up, but he was not as confident as his son.

It's irreversible to control this year's harvest, so it's better to put your hope on next year, as long as you have a clue, I believe Gu Qingya will be able to sort it out soon.

Afterwards, Gu Qingya hardly ever went out again, her tanned skin gradually turned white, but it looked a lot rougher, with some spots, and she had no time to pay attention to these.

Even if the owner of the farm said that the vegetable field in the backyard was an experimental field and asked people not to come and disturb him, there were still some people who were cautious and wanted to obtain the secret recipe in advance to gain benefits.

Gu Qingya didn't have time to receive receptions, so it was handled by the hall aunt. After following Jiang Rongan as Gu Qingya's so many years, she has also learned a lot, and she is also much more slick in dealing with people, so it is easy to send these people away.

There are too many soft nails to touch, and gradually no one comes. When the people on the Zhuangzi get together, they will inevitably complain a few words, and then they will talk about the various strange smells coming out of the yard, and they don’t know what they are doing. .

Then, without knowing what someone said, everyone took the weird smell as Gu Qingya was brewing witchcraft. For a while, almost no one passed by around the yard, let alone those who came to the door.

Jiang Rong'an naturally knew this, but he didn't say anything. In the beginning, the two young daughters helped, but later Gu Qingya was busy with the work by herself. Based on the raw materials, she classified and guessed. It has been made into several prescriptions, and now it has entered the stage of experimentation.

At this time, the winter planting was over, and light snow began to fall. The main crops were indoors, and they were the onion, garlic, and leeks, which were the easiest to survive. The soil was taken from the ground before, and it was divided into several samples for comparison.

After the coldest time, it is the day that adults and children are most looking forward to. Last year, the children went to bed early. After hearing about the fire dragons on the Zhuangzi, they all said that they should watch on New Year’s Eve. After all, they may leave next year.

No matter how you say it, you have to get to know it, and when you play with your friends in the future, you can also have something to chat about.

Compared with everyone's excited expectations, Gu Qingya was sound asleep. She was awake every day except for eating time, and the rest was on the kang. In fact, she was in the library, perfecting the weeds. material.

Everything experienced in this world is not the same as what is recorded in Zangshuge. She wants to summarize it and leave a reference for the people behind.

"My lady, it's almost noon, do you want to get up and wait for the fire dragon outside?" Jiang Rongan sat on the kang, looking at Gu Qingya's laziness. Wear it, it looks new.

Gu Qingya rubbed her sore shoulders, "Where are the children?"

"We're all waiting outside." Jiang Rongan said, reaching out to rub her shoulders, the originally soft muscles were a little clumped, and he moaned when he squeezed.

After being rubbed twice, Gu Qingya couldn't bear to avoid it, "No, it hurts too much, it's not suitable for the time of night, when the weather will be better." For treatment or emergencies within a certain time, it is best not to consume energy and blood at night.

Jiang Rongan heard the same thing, "I forgot, it was my negligence, and I didn't notice your discomfort."

"I think too much, it's okay, maybe I'll be able to play Baduanjin for a while." I've been so busy recently that I haven't done many daily activities, Gu Qingya thinks it's all worth the hard work before.

While talking, Gu Qingya got off the kang to put on her shoes, then put on a scarf to cover most of her face, she saw a few children in the yard, each holding two bamboo poles burning in the brazier, crackling from time to time The sound, accompanied by the screams and laughter of children.

Gu Qingya couldn't help laughing, she watched for a while, and then heard Ji Sishan yell that it's about to start, the children put down the bamboo poles in their hands, and ran out of the gate.

Gu Qingya followed behind leisurely, it is not uncommon to see this year after seeing it last year, the reason why she got up was because the whole family was there to celebrate.

"What did you put?" Gu Qingya heard Feifei secretly asking Shuangshuang and Jiangjiang, "I put several corns and sweet potatoes."

These things are not boring at ordinary times, but they are very angry, Gu Qingya won't let them eat too much, but Feifei is good at this, and they will smuggle out once every three days.

"Second brother, it's not cooked well here. My mother-in-law and mother will definitely know about it when I take it to the kitchen." Shuangshuang reminded in a low voice, she and Jiangjiang just took a few peanuts for fun.

"It's better to make popcorn than to bake it." Jiang Jiang also heard what they said, so he mentioned that it was sweet, with a little burnt aroma, and very delicious.

Qiao Wener and Kang Wuqi didn't come this year. Naturally, this year's New Year's goods are a lot less, and the amount of white noodles distributed is not as much as last year, and cornmeal and sweet potatoes have to be saved.

He glanced at his younger siblings face to face, then at Gu Qingya standing behind him, he kindly didn't remind them, let them be happy for a while.

However, Gu Qingya was thinking, she didn't pay attention to the situation of several children for several months at the end of the year, she didn't pay much attention to food and clothing, and she didn't worry about it when Guoguo arranged with Aunt Ting, she was a little negligent towards the children up.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the children cheering. The village head had already been ignited, and the fire was soaring.

The worse the year is, the more people pin their hopes on these symbolic folk customs, expressing their strong expectations for the coming year.

Through the orange flame, Gu Qingya sensed the heaviness and helplessness behind her. As a retired soldier, Zhuangzi is more serious than ordinary Zhuangzi. In such a special period, there is no way to leave extra rations , they are not taxed.

(End of this chapter)