Lying in bed all these days, Mu Zhen's bones are going to be soft. As soon as He Laosan left, she couldn't wait to get up. He Laosan was not at home, and she didn't dare to stay in the house.

I remember when I was a child, many toilets in the countryside were built with thatch, and there were often snakes in the thatch. She told He Laosan about it last time, but she was ridiculed.

But He Laosan still sued her, if the thatch is not changed for many years, there may be snakes inside, this house was built by him last autumn, and it is fine.

When Muzhen packed up, the little bun also woke up, thinking about it, she hadn't stepped out of this other world for so many days, and all her understanding of this village and this era was based on the memory of the deity.

Anyway, there was nothing to do in the morning, so Mu Zhen went out with a small bun.

"Yo, second daughter-in-law, this complexion looks a lot better, don't you want to work, and deliberately make excuses to say that you are sick?" The eldest daughter-in-law, who was sweeping the dojo, saw Mu Zhen coming out with a small bun, and said in a weird way.

Mu Zhen glanced at her expressionlessly, and left with the little bun. The deflated Li was unwilling to spit on the back, "What's the matter, and give the old lady a face." ”

Mu Zhen didn't wander around the village, she knew that the deity had a bad reputation here. If you meet a villager, you will inevitably be embarrassed, so you will take a small bun to the back mountain.

I just wanted to go up to a high place to see the panoramic view of the village, not to go up the mountain, so I stopped after walking along the road for a while.

This era is not recorded in the history of Mu Zhen's study, and it is called Heng Dynasty. The land area of the Daheng Dynasty is very large, and the Pingyao Village, where Mu Zhen is now located, is located in the middle of the Daheng Dynasty.

Pingyao Village is surrounded by mountains, and the altitude is about 1,000 meters or more, but it is not the kind of cliffs, and the slope is relatively gentle, so some slightly low mountains are sloping.

There is also a river across the village, about five meters wide. Because the mountain is relatively large, the river is not flat, either high here or low there.

In ancient times, people liked to live in groups, and the houses of the villagers were built in one place as much as possible. Pingyao Village has two large courtyards, each with about 200 households, living on both sides of the river.

The courtyard where Mu Zhen lives is slightly larger, while the terrain is flat, the riverbed is low, and there are more fields.

The banks of the river are lined with paddy fields, but because the terrain is dominated by mountains, most of them are dry land. Looking downstream along the river, there are more paddy fields over there, but they are no longer part of the scope of Pingyao Village.

The mountains of the entire Pingyao Village are very high, but the mountains in the northeast are relatively low, as if someone had split a gap there, and that is also the road from Pingyao Village to Shanghe Town.

The mountains to the east are relatively high, looking at the temple built in the middle of the cliff, Mu Zhen can't help but admire the magic of the ancients. This temple has a history of more than 300 years, called Guanyin Temple, I heard that it is more effective, so the incense is very vigorous, it is the people of Yunxian County, every time the Guanyin meeting on the eighth day of the first month of June, there will be many people to worship.

I have to say that the ancients actually had a strong sense of environmental protection, and they were not afraid of no firewood. The trees on the mountain look very dense, there are few bushes, except for seedlings, which are at least more than five meters. At this time, although the tree has not yet sprouted, many flowers have bloomed.

Pink and white peach blossoms and yellow forsythia flowers dye the withered yellow mountain with a little vitality, which looks unique.

I remember when she was in elementary school, she heard a Chinese teacher tell her about when she was a child, there were many streams up the mountain, and the trees were all hugging together.

There are streams flowing between each mountain, and I remember that the river in her hometown when she was a child becomes smaller every winter, but I didn't expect that there is still water in the creek here.

The mountain on the opposite side is steeper, and the stream splashes down from the broken wall, like a flying silver chain, which looks unique.

These two days are not busy farming days, except for those who have to plant sugarcane in April, there are few others working in the fields.

Therefore, the compound at this moment is very lively, the laughter of the children, the cursing of the women feeding the animals, making the compound look vibrant.

Actually, there is nothing bad about this place except that it is backward. At least there is no war, and everyone lives and works in peace. Although there are no entertainment facilities such as mobile phones and televisions, I go to bed early and get up early every day, which is much healthier than in my previous life.

As long as she can get rid of the slavery of the Song family, she believes that she can live a prosperous life. But it is definitely not possible to rely on yourself, and Xianggong treats He Laohan like a pathological deference. Only by finding the crux of the problem and curing Xianggong can they get rid of the clutches of that family.

What Mu Zhen didn't know at this time was that she did it alone to get rid of that family later, which is a later story, so let's not mention it for the time being.

Looking at the gradually rising sun, I was almost done, so I pulled the small bun and walked back.

The other day I was cooking, but now it's finally time for me to show off my skills. Mu Zhen was a foodie in her previous life, specializing in all kinds of food, and cooking was a process of enjoyment for her.

In the morning, the sun is small, and the habit of rural people is not to come back to eat in the morning, but to come back to eat when it is almost noon, and then go back at three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

It's okay at home for the past two days, it's nothing to eat two meals a day, but now that He Laosan is working in the field, he naturally can't just eat two meals.

When she got home, Mu Zhen turned over all the food at home and couldn't help sighing. It's only the middle of the year, and the food at home is only enough to eat for five or six days, and according to Muzhen's plan, it is estimated that it will be solved in three or four days.

Forget it, let's cook first. There is not enough food, and she still has ten taels of silver here.

There were no fresh dishes to eat in the past two days, and most people ate pickles, sauerkraut, beggars and the like.

Pickles are made with cabbage, which is called pimple vegetables here. Sauerkraut can be used with radish leaves, or with Chinese cabbage. Beggars Muzhen doesn't understand, anyway, the leaves are relatively large, the taste is very strong, and they are pickled and dried for storage.

Even these worthless dishes were given by the Song family. After tasting these three dishes separately, Mu Zhen couldn't help but miss the taste of her grandmother's cooking when she was a child, and it was not at the same level as what the Song family cooked.

The dish in front of him has no other taste than salty. The sauerkraut and pickles have melted, and they are soft and collapsed, and they are not delicious at all.

Forget it, let's do it first. Something is better than nothing. If you wash it with water, you can still eat it.

Xiao Baozi saw that Mu Zhen was going to cook, so he volunteered to go to the fire. That skillful movement, it seems, is often done. It is true that it is often cooked, and the food in the upper room is not made by the deity, but the deity has to make a fire, and they can only make a fire after the food in the upper room is cooked.

When the little bun was still young, the deity was beaten by the Song family and learned to make fire, and after the little bun grew up, the deity learned to burn the fire with the little bun.

Therefore, generally speaking, as long as it is not the hand-picked deity of the Song family, this work is all taken care of by Xiao Baozi. For the shameless behavior of the deity, Mu Zhen no longer wants to make any more comments. Anyway, this son is now his own, and no one wants to bully.

The porridge was boiled on the fire in the pot, and the meat that Aunt Xu gave last time was taken out and cut a small slice. Then take out the sauerkraut, mix it with all the meat, squeeze all the water, add a little chili, and put it in the outer pot to stir-fry.

Because she was afraid of smelling the meat in the upper room, Mu Zhen mixed the meat and sauerkraut into the pot, and after frying it, she put it in a sea bowl, and then spread a few pieces of dough cakes with the oil in the pot.