The official was short of manpower, so he had to go up the mountain to find someone, and the village chief took the men in the village to help, Gu Zheng didn't think about it, and immediately agreed to come down.

"Let's just look in the shallow forest, there are deep mountains and old forests inside, there are jackals, tigers and leopards, I don't believe they dare to go in!"

The village chief touched his beard, and escaped from forced labor for a few years at most, if he went into the mountains, he said that he could not feed the beasts, and he would die with a whimper, how could those two people do stupid things? If it weren't for his life, how could he have seen someone stoned to death and run away?

"Village chief, after finding someone, you must bring back your belongings, that's all my savings! I'll keep it for coffins in the future! ”

At the back of the crowd followed a woman of about thirty years of age, dressed plainly, who was the widow who had suffered the most damage, who relied on the wealth collected from the landlord, did not go out of the gate, lived without stepping through the door, did not work in the field, her skin was white and tender, and she was much more beautiful than the village woman who worked hard in the village to take care of the housework.

"Phew, the lowly vixen, by rolling under the man to earn money, this is not by dying one, and returning to the village to harm people!"

It is no secret that the widow and several men in the village are not clear, among them there is an old bachelor who has not married a daughter-in-law at the age of forty, and the rest are all dragged with a family, and the widow's family lives partially, and basically no one passes by her door, and they meet on weekdays, and they do not speak.

The woman with a bad reputation is not responsible for anything, some people open their mouths to scold, the village chief is indifferent, and the rest of the villagers look indifferent, pretending not to hear, the words are ugly, but what can be said is the truth.

The government used the new law, and the people forbade lynching, otherwise the widow would have been immersed in a pig cage more than 20 years ago.

"Then it's decided, everyone will go to have some food, don't see people with weak legs, and after noon, gather in the open space in the village!"

The village chief made a decision, and when everyone dispersed, he also had to take the portrait and go to the other surrounding villages to prevent the two from not receiving the news there.

The door was closed, Mo Xiaohe breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that Li Er's bastard would be brought to justice as soon as possible, let him go in first, and give the old goddess a blow, thinking so, she was very happy in her heart, but now it is inconvenient to send the message, and she can't share it with her cousin Mo Daya for the time being.

"Husband, what are you going to do?"

After Gu Zheng entered the door, he took a few bamboos, sharpened them with a dagger, and then tied two or three together in a cross shape, he stretched out his hand quickly, and after a few jobs, there was a bundle of finished products on the ground.

"Bury this under the courtyard wall."

Part of the bamboo is buried under the soil, and it is bare and sharp, so that if someone climbs over the wall, they will be injured if they step on it, and it is also a wake-up call for the people in the house. The incident between Gao Lao Wu and Li Er happened, Gu Zheng became more and more unassured, even if he could come back to accompany his wife every night, he would always have to go out to work during the day.

"Okay."

Mo Xiaohe was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, there are still some lard residues at home, and the green onion cake that was hard cooked last time was eaten clean by Li Er, and his husband hasn't eaten it yet!

Gu Zheng's hand was rubbed against the sharp bamboo, and there was a small wound, Mo Xiaohe saw it sharply, she quickly fetched a basin of water, cleaned him, and found a box of ointment. Her husband's hands are thick again, and there is a thick layer of calluses on them, which is in stark contrast to her white and tender little hands.

lives in the town, and the neighbors at home said that she is a blessed person and should cherish her blessings, but don't bully Gu Zheng too hard.

"It's not in the way, it's good to be exposed to the sun, and minor injuries are not counted."

Gu Zheng subconsciously put his hand behind him to dodge, he was a man, he didn't have anything to bleed, and he still cared about this little wound that was almost invisible to the naked eye? He's not going to do anything at all.

"Stretch out your hand, or I'll show you the color!"

Mo Xiaohe puffed out his little face, his eyes were full of water, and he said angrily, "What a small injury, haven't you been stabbed by me?" The smaller the injury, the more painful! ”

If the injured person was Mo Xiaohe, Gu Zheng would definitely be distressed, if he changed himself, why didn't he pay attention to it? Then let her, a lady, come here.

"Husband, you go and lie down for a while, and then you have to go up the mountain with the village chief in the evening."

She couldn't sleep well last night, her husband must have watched her for half the night, and it was rare to have a day to rest, Mo Xiaohe pushed Gu Zheng to the bed to lie down, covered him with a thin quilt, and forced him to close his eyes and rest.

On the side of his nose, there was a wisp of fragrance that seemed to be absent, Gu Zheng felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart, thinking about the bits and pieces since he and Mo Xiaohe got married, and fell asleep in a daze.

It has arrived in the tenth month of the lunar calendar, the sun is still dazzling during the day, and it is almost noon, Mo Xiaohe picked a little cabbage that has just grown from the backyard, and prepared a simple scallion cake to make a cabbage pork rib soup.

The ribs were pickled by her with salt and soaked in water, which would add star anise, ginger, and a few peppercorns to start cooking, about an hour, until the bones were deboned, and the cake she baked here was also ready.

Gu Zheng was woken up by the wafting aroma, he slept for a while, refreshed, he washed his face, and when he went to the hall, Mo Xiaohe had already served the cake on the table, with golden skin on the outside, and chives, and layers on the inside, crispy lard residue, not to mention how fragrant!

"And a big pot of cabbage pork rib soup."

Mo Xiaohe made a big pot at one time, thinking that he couldn't finish it at noon, so he added some pork and cabbage in the evening and continued to eat.

"I'll serve it, you carefully burn your hands."

A little work, the couple rushed to do it, and were about to start eating, when there was a knock on the door in the yard, Mo Xiaohe went to open the door, and saw his uncle and aunt standing outside the door.

"I smell the fragrance outside the door, what delicious food is made?"

Wen was full of smiles, carrying a small basket in her hand, she came to deliver something to Uncle Mo Xiaohe, it has been a month, and she has not seen him thin, his mental state is fine, he has not taken off a layer of skin, and her original worries are gone.

Wen just came, thinking about why he had to stay overnight and then go back, wash Li Dazhuang's clothes, and by the way, see if Mo Xiaohe needed help here.

"Uncle, auntie, come in, just in time for dinner!"

Seeing his relatives, Mo Xiaohe smiled and hurriedly invited people in.

The first time Wen came, I looked around, the house was not built for a long time, there was still a little damp, the roof was thatched, newly paved, very thick, covered with linoleum cloth underneath, no need to worry about leakage on rainy days, there were separate stoves and latrines.

Wen nodded frequently, his niece loves to be exquisite, and the home has been specially arranged, although it is an ordinary farm yard, it is full of warm taste.

"Your Aunt Zhang's newly pickled cowpeas and sauerkraut, ask me to bring them over for you to taste."

The time is still short, and the sauerkraut is not so flavorful, so Wen will take some first, and then bring it next time.

"And my favorite cowpea and a little blanket of chili sauce."

Especially the sour cowpeas, finely chopped, put some in the soup noodles, or with porridge, the taste is the best, Mo Xiaohe pondered in his heart, or Aunt Zhang was worried about their husband and wife, knowing that her skills in making shoes were not good, and brought two pairs of shoes to Gu Zheng.

"Xiaohe, don't worry, everything is fine at home."

Wen sat down and drank a sip of small cabbage soup first, with dried sea rice added to it, very fresh, the meat was already soft and rotten to the point of deboning, she only drank a bowl of clear porridge in the morning, and she was not polite at this time, while eating chives and lard dregs cake, she praised it, ordinary ingredients, it is rare to make it so delicious.

"Uncle, aunt, you hurry up and eat first, and talk while eating."

Not long after Mo Xiaohe had breakfast, she was not hungry, she filled a bowl of cabbage soup by herself, added vermicelli, and drank it slowly, but there were no major events in the family, cousin Li Xiu went to Lin's house a few times, and she got along very well with Lin Shuang.

"Lin Xiucai's father and mother are also good, I like Xiu'er very much, this girl is also thinking about it now."

After Wen finished speaking, she looked relieved, as a mother, how could she not hurt her daughter, she was afraid that Li Xiu would not be able to turn a corner, so she passively agreed to the family matter, and still thought about Feng Dachun in her heart, now look, Li Xiucai and Lin Xiucai get along well, there is a topic, Lin Xiucai is not a pedantic scholar of different vulgar things.

"Xiaoxiu embroidery, Lin Xiucai can still make an embroidery sample."

When it came to her prospective son-in-law, Wen's smile couldn't hide it, but the topic shifted to her son Li Hena, and she sighed again, no matter how good her daughter is, she will marry out, and if her son doesn't marry, when will she be able to hold her grandchildren?

"Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, what is this forcib? Can that kid drag on for a lifetime? ”

Li Dazhuang took a bite of the cake and shook his head, it was useless to be anxious, he knew his own son, his personality followed him, he was very stubborn, he didn't want to be clear, he wouldn't get married. It's been about one or two years, and it won't last long.

This book was first published by Lewen, please do not reprint!