Looking at Zhang Ze's resolute stride away, Zhou Yun stood there stiffly, her mind was empty for a while, empty, helpless, painful, and regretful like a poisonous snake, constantly devouring her heart. She covered her mouth tightly, lest she couldn't help but call Zhang Ze back.

That's it, it turns out that she still wants to help Zhang Ze as much as she can when she has the ability, and now that he has been reborn, she doesn't need to do anything superfluous, if she can't be a friend, just bless him from afar, and when he encounters something, he will do everything he can to help him.

It's just that he doesn't know what happened to his hand injury, this fool, I don't know if I went to bandage it.

Zhou Yun pushed the bicycle, walked out of the crop with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and walked to the path not far from his biological mother's house, and then slowly adjusted his expression back.

When they went back, Ye Hui and Zhou Dafang were cooking, and their biological father Lin Xinsheng also came back. He was thin and slender, more like a teacher than a worker.

Seeing Zhou Yun, he smiled mildly and joyfully, "Xiaofang is also back." When he saw Zhou Yun, he never said that he was coming, but said that he was back, as if it was just his daughter who went out and came back.

Zhou Yun put things away with a "hmm" and walked to the pool. Lin Xinsheng also stood with her, he had birth control surgery after giving birth to his son, I don't know if he damaged his body, and rarely did heavy farm work.

Zhou Shengwu and Lin Dajiang stood on the wooden frame erected above the pool, standing opposite each other around the gong, and one of them held a handful of wooden coffins in his hand. It is a tool with a disc base and a handle about one meter long, on which is mounted a handle at a 90-degree angle.

Zhou Yun stood by the pool and could see clearly, the gong was mixed with water and some slag after the sweet potatoes were broken, and what the two of them had to do was to press the sweet potato dregs with a wooden squeeze to squeeze out the water in it. Through the guò squeezing, the water passes through the gò gong, and the fine yarn under the gong falls into the cement pool below.

The two crossed and pressed the wooden coffin hard in each other's direction, kept repeating this action, and stood aside, Zhou Yun only heard a sound of bang coming quickly.

When there was little scum in the gong, both of them pressed their upper bodies on the handle in an attempt to squeeze out the water in the sweet potato pulp, and soon they were both sweating profusely.

After the water was almost squeezed, and the process of releasing water and squeezing was repeated, Lin Xinsheng scooped out the slag from the gong in a small basin and poured it on the half-human-high slag pile on the side, and then dug up some new slag from the cauldron next to it and put it in.

However, the difference between the two slags is obvious, the slag in the cauldron is yellowish-white, rich in sweet potato starch, and the slag piled on the ground is snow-white, obviously only the dregs remain.

"I'll try. After filling the gong with water again, Zhou Yun went up and stretched out his hand,

"Give. Zhou Shengwu happily handed the coffin to her. Zhou Yun held the coffin with both hands, and when there was a lot of water in it, it could still be stirred, but when she started to press down, Lin Dajiang pressed it, and the water flowed loudly, and she pressed it, and the water was dripping, and basically it didn't flow downstream.

Zhou Shengwu took it with a smile, "Your strength is not enough, so I'll come." ”

Lin Dajiang also shook his head, and said, "You can't do it!"

I was ridiculed by a fool.

Zhou Yun looked at the cauldron of about three meters that was still full of slag, and then looked at the mountains of sweet potatoes piled up in the yard, and then understood why his adoptive father said that grinding flour is hard work.

"Dad, you're not from a machinery factory, why don't you let them make an electronic machine, as long as you turn on the switch, it will automatically press down and squeeze the water in the sweet potato, won't it save a lot of energy?"

"Everyone is used to working like this, and we didn't expect that it was not my daughter, but that I was smart! Lin Xinsheng pondered and laughed.

It's good to be able to use it, Zhou Yun feels that the pain caused by Zhang Ze's parting has also been reduced a lot.

"Eat, uncle, concubine, brother, Xiaofang, far away! Eat!" Zhou Dafang came out with the meal.

Steamed white rice for lunch, stir-fried cabbage with sliced pork, stir-fried shiitake mushrooms with sliced pork, and shredded carrots with powdered pink. Lin Dajiang was holding one of his own iron bowls, and vegetables were placed on top of the pointed rice in the bowl. He squatted in a clearing in the courtyard and smacked his lips, "It's still delicious today!"

Even the fool said that it was delicious, it was indeed good, the rice was rice from the Northeast, the grains were crystal clear, and it tasted much better than the local upland rice they had here, not to mention the vegetables, under the skillful hands of Zhou Dafang, the aroma was fragrant. It's no wonder that the original adoptive parents were worried that the conditions of the biological parents here were much stronger than them.

Zhou Yun still remembers the mood when she came here in her previous life, the better the conditions here, the more she felt pitiful, if she was not sent away, she could enjoy this qiē as a matter of course.

After being with Zhang Ze, she became more and more confident and could treat the original one calmly. I ate here well, and I don't know if Zhang Ze ate it. How did I think of him again. Zhou Yun forcibly turned his gaze to the bowl in his hand and gave Dafang a thumbs up.

Dafang smiled at her a little proudly, "Eat more if it's delicious." ”

Lin Yuan also said: "Sister Dafang, the food you cook is so delicious, tell your aunt, can you live in our house and don't go?"

"Then you tell your aunt, can you go to our house to live?" Zhou Dafang said with a smile.

"Forget it, I'm going to school here. ”

After lunch, Lin Xinsheng was in a hurry to leave, saying that he would go back and try to make electric squeezers. The others started working again, and Zhou Yun helped pick out some sweet potatoes to put in the cellar. But I just did it for a while. A woman in her fifties came over and asked with a smile, "Is this Lin Xinsheng's house?"

Zhou Yun looked up and found that this person was carrying a bag of apples and was slightly fat, but she didn't know it, so she lowered her head and began to pick sweet potatoes. Ye Hui stood up and said suspiciously, "Yes, may I ask who you are?"

"I am from Liu Jiawa in the neighboring village, and I have come to thank your nephew for helping my niece! Not only did he bring her to me, but he also brought us medicine, and after using the medicine he brought, her feet are much better!"

Hearing this, Zhou Shengwu stopped what he was doing and jumped off the pool, "The villagers in the township should be!"

Ye Hui also smiled and said, "Shengwu is right! ”

The three of them went to the house, Zhou Yun asked what was going on, and Zhou Dafang laughed in a low voice: "Shengwu's spring is coming, haha!"

It turned out that after Ye Hui came back from the town, Zhou Shengwu suddenly twisted and said, "Concubine, is there still safflower oil at home?"

"What's the matter, where did you sprain?" Lin Hui hurriedly asked.

"That's right, we met a girl on the road, her relative is Liu Jiawa, her foot is broken, I think if there is safflower oil at home, send it to her to wipe it. ”

"Yes, not only safflower oil, but also good-to-fast spray. It was all driven back from their hospital by your sister Lin Tong. If you keep it at home for a long time, it will expire, so you can take it all. Ye Hui found the medicine.

"Boys are outgoing!" Zhou Dafang said bluntly.

"What!" Zhou Shengwu stood up and took it, and said with a little stammer: "That...... I'll send it to her. ”

Under the blazing gaze of Zhou Dafang and the others, he almost broke his feet when he walked.

"Eh, you pass by the small road in the field on the west side of the village, it's much closer!" Ye Hui instructed him.

"Okay!" Zhou Shengwu left in a panic.

This time, when he went, he was treated more warmly, and after thanking him for the things he brought, Yang Liru's aunt spoke with him: "I heard Liru say that your relatives are from Lin Jiawan, which one is it, I may know it." ”

"My uncle's name is Lin Xinsheng. Zhou Shengwu glanced at Yang Liru, she was smiling at the two of them.

"It turns out that you are his nephew, who doesn't know his family, several children in his family are very good at studying, and when the eldest was admitted to college, there was a movie in their village, and we all went to see it. Aunt Yang Liru leaned forward and said, "Eat some peanuts, it's salty." ”

Zhou Shengwu peeled one off and tasted it and smiled, "That's the taste, this is the salted peanuts made by our family." ”

Yang Liru's eyes lit up, "You can still make salted peanuts?"

"It's nothing. After all, they just met, Zhou Shengwu was praised and blushed a little, said a few words and told Yang Liru to apply the medicine on time before leaving.

Looking at the three people talking in the room, Zhou Yun picked out the small sweet potatoes, and thought: I and Zhang Ze are incompatible, it's good that my brother's spring is coming, I hope he will be smooth.