After autumn, the autumn rain continues.

When you open the back window of the west wing, you can see a gentle hillside in the distance, and the green trees are reflected in the rain.

On a rainy day, Mo Xiaohe sat alone in the room, doing needlework.

Thanks to the blessing of her predecessor, after she crossed over, she mastered several basic skills to some extent, and the female red was outstanding in the village.

There was no extra fabric at home, Mo Xiaohe rummaged through it and found some plain muslin rags, which should be left over from the tailoring of the eldest brother Mo Huaiyuan.

After autumn, there are still some poisonous mosquitoes in the mountains, make a few purses, put mosquito repellent grass in them, sobering medicinal materials, and give them to the eldest brother and the future husband.

This year's harvest is not bad, and the villagers have a smile on their faces, much faster than in previous years.

There was no work in the field, and all the trivial chores of the family were contracted by the mother Li alone, on the grounds that her illness was just right and she should be careful.

"Xiaohe, I still have some mung beans at home."

Li Shi carried the food box, wiped the rain on his face with his hand, and said with a smile, "A few days ago, you wanted to eat mung bean cake, no, there was a bag of sugar in the bundle that your father received, and it happened to be raining today, so my mother made it for you." ”

Li is handsome, and when she was young, she was also a well-known neat daughter-in-law in the village, and even now, she is only in her early thirties, with white skin, and she can't see her old age at all.

"Mother, why did you use the sugar?"

The original doors of the Mo family were not closed, and they were open all day.

After Mo Xiaohe crossed over, he gradually changed his habits.

Whether it's day or night, she likes to plug in the door, and always feels that this can bring her more security.

In this era, white sugar was a precious thing, and in the impression of the predecessor, the family only received white sugar twice, both of which were used to honor grandparents.

Only during the Chinese New Year, when fried rice cakes are made at home, can the juniors be given some dipping to eat.

"If you use it, you haven't eaten it in a long time."

Li sighed, his family was among the top in the village.

It's just that his family can't leave no foundation at all, so he has to entangle his son Mo Huaiyuan's plate for the exam.

In the future, when a son marries a wife and has children, a dowry will be paid for a daughter's marriage.

The little savings at home are really not enough.

However, Li would rather cut down on food and clothing than lose his daughter.

She was afraid that Mo Xiaohe was just delaying the army, pretending to accept this family business, doing ghosts behind her back, and doing extreme things.

In that case, the honor will be completely ruined!

Not to mention how unsteady Li's heart was, Mo Xiaohe saw the crystal mung bean cake and picked it up and tasted a piece.

It is pure natural from the inside out, with the aroma of mung beans and melts in your mouth.

"What's the matter, isn't my mother's cooking delicious?"

Li saw that his daughter had only eaten one piece, so he covered the food box and said in surprise.

Mo Xiaohe took Li's hand, broke a small piece of mung bean cake and put it to her mouth, and said with a smile, "Mother will know if you taste it." ”

Since Li said so, it means that after she made it, she was not willing to eat a piece.

"You damn girl!"

Sensing his daughter's intentions, the smile on Li's face deepened, nodded Mo Xiaohe's head with his hand, and coaxed softly and slowly, "Eat, eat more, there is nothing good at home, make up for it." ”

"Mother, so much, how can I finish eating, it just so happens that the eldest brother is coming back soon, let's leave it to the eldest brother."

It's already cold, and the mung bean cake can be left for several days.

According to the law, the eldest brother Mo Huaiyuan will go home in the near future.

Mo Xiaohe lowered her head and used the bangs in front of her forehead to hide the moisture in her eyes, this is the maternal love she has always dreamed of.

I got it so lightly, and I always felt that it was stolen.

The eldest brother Mo Huaiyuan is two years older than Mo Xiaohe, and he is sixteen this year, but he is already very sensible.

Every time the eldest brother returns, he will use the copper plate he earned from writing letters to buy Mo Xiaohe some purses, embroidered handkerchiefs, needles and threads, head ropes, and rouge gouache.

Dawu is a country that admires beauty.

People's enthusiasm for rouge gouache is even more fanatical than pork.

Therefore, a good thing is quite profitable.

Mo Xiaohe once thought about what she used to make money, she is a rich second generation who doesn't know the hardships of the world in modern times, and she doesn't seem to have any special skills except painting.

After arriving in Dawu, she also figured out modern recipes for guò, making snacks and other things to make money.

After eating the food cooked by Niang Li, I knew that it was a little unrealistic.

The skills of the people here are off the charts, and a simple meal of mixed wild vegetables can be made at the level of a five-star hotel chef.

"Just leave two pieces for your eldest brother."

Li is very pleased that his daughter can think of her son.

The palms and backs of the hands are full of meat, and the girl was sick a few days ago, and she was lying in bed all day drinking bitter medicine soup, and there should be no taste in her mouth.

"Mother, then I'll wait for the eldest brother to come back, and we'll eat together."

Taking out a cloth towel from the tripod, Mo Xiaohe helped Li wipe his face.

Everything is good at home, but this climate makes people depressed.

On rainy days, the climate is humid, and the quilt is particularly uncomfortable to cover the body. Li Shi thought of Mo Xiaohe's marriage problem, frowned, and said with a deep worry in his eyes that could not be erased.

"Wait for your eldest brother to come back, let your father and your eldest brother go into the mountains."

Since Mo Xiaohe met Orion in the woods a few days ago, the two basically reached an agreement on marriage.

After the man entered the mountain, he never came out again, and he meant to carefully prepare a token of marriage.

He said he would be patient until she got married, because she still had a choice.

If Mo Xiaohe marries him, no matter what happens, he will never let go.

After Li finished speaking, seeing that his daughter looked ignorant, he gave her a burst of chestnuts at the moment, and said angrily, "Our old Mo family's good daughter is married, we have to see where his family lives, right?" ”

Safety first, the deep mountains and old forests are definitely not good, there are wolves over there.

The girl who has been pampered since she was a child wants to marry an ugly Orion, and when Li thinks about it, his heart is sour.

"Mother, you just put your heart in your stomach, just make a marriage first."

Marriage is a matter of the future, Mo Xiaohe has a rod and scale in her heart, and she wants to test Orion again.

The mother and daughter snuggled up intimately, and Li chattered about the interesting stories of her daughter's childhood.

The predecessor may no longer be remembered, so Mo Xiaohe listened very fresh, she pricked up her ears and kept everything in her heart.