I don't care about anything else, or wash the chicken and duck feathers in my hand first.

Now that the Qin family is so poor, since he is still young, Qin Mo doesn't have to think about getting married.

It's just the son of a squire, although the portal is higher than these commoners, and the family is richer, but these are of no use to Qin Mo at all.

She is not the one who can marry the son of the squire.

Let's wash the feathers of chickens and ducks.

So, Qin Mo lowered his head and continued to rub his hands...

My mother went to the next village yesterday to find the village chief and gave two catties of meat, it is said that the squire and the village chief's family have a good relationship, ask someone to say matchmaking, Qin Mo, you say, can the people of the Wang family like me.

Everyone is busy, and finally they are going down the mountain, and the stones down the mountain are slippery.

Qin Mo and Liying, two people, one in front of the other, Liying followed behind Qin Mo, the mountain road was wet with water flowing down from the mountain, the two of them stepped on the dirt road, one foot deep and one foot shallow, Liying's red shoes were stained by mud, and Qin Mo was originally barefoot, so he was not afraid of anything.

Rao is journey is so difficult, Liying still never forgets to talk about what happened just now.

And Qin Mo, after listening to her for a long time, simply stopped and breathed a sigh of relief.

Liying, can you marry a squire, you can't just think about it here, this wants your father, don't think about some things so well first, your customs here don't value the door very much, right, if you like it, it's naturally good, if you don't like it, you can only do that.

After listening to Qin Mo's words, Liying's whole person finally calmed down, nodded, thinking about Qin Mo's words, it was such a reason. and he did not open his mouth again.

And Qin Mo is in his heart, although he is making a noise for Liying, a woman's family can marry a good in-law, who doesn't want to, but when it comes to marriage, where can it be said that you can think about it, especially if it is a marriage between two families.

Qin Mo said this, mainly to wake up Liying in advance and give her a preventive shot first, so as not to get hurt in the future.

After descending the mountain.

I went to Aunt Li and borrowed two dustpans, and my own dustpan was used to dry cotton in the morning.

When borrowing it, Aunt Li also specially asked Qin Mo why he borrowed this thing, but Qin Mo said that he was drying things.

Although Aunt Li's face was a little heavy, she didn't ask in detail and borrowed it.

Qin Mo brought it to his yard, spread out the dustpan, and spread the chicken feathers and duck feathers on it.

Xiangxiang was jumping and playing in the mud yard.

And Qin Mo spread out those wet chicken feathers and duck feathers by hand.

This is dried and used to be held in the heart of the quilt, which is the warmest.

I'm done today, and it's getting dark.

Qin Mo took advantage of the time to go to the mountains to carry two buckets of water, he hadn't carried water for too long, and the water in the stone jar was about to bottom out.

After doing it, I realized that I was tired.

So he came out with a small stool, and sat down at the door for a while.

Watch the sun go down.

Ate in the evening, and then the dustpan outside was taken back.

Then we started the daily compulsory lesson - sleeping.

Qin Mo still likes to sleep the most, and it is the most relaxing when he sleeps.

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The next day, the wind was blowing, and the weather was cold again, and this day, if it went on like this, it was getting colder and colder day by day.

Qin Mo took out all the dustpans that he had brought in yesterday.

The weather is cold, and even Xiangxiang, who has always liked to run outside, is squatting at home today.

Don't dare to go out.

Although the weather is not sunny, there is wind, so it is still possible to evaporate the water by taking out the material that is used as cotton wool and drying it.

But Xiangxiang didn't dare to go out, and the two sisters were just single clothes.

And on such a day, I am only afraid that outside Chishui Village, Qin Mo once went to the county seat, and the village in the ditch where he walked is probably still harvesting rice.

Qin Mo has discovered something since he first crossed over, it seems that the people here do not grow things according to the season, and they don't know what is used to measure time.

There are months and seasons.

The ancients used an hourglass to keep time of the day, but there was no such tool in this poor country.

There are no ancient solar terms known to Qin Mo, such as stunning, and valley rain, and there is no habit of spring planting and autumn harvest.

Gu Qinmo went to his grandmother's house during the long and short vacations since he was a child, and in the countryside, he went from knowing nothing to seeing all kinds of crops, vegetables, melons and fruits, rice and wheat, and their sowing has its own season, but there is no here.

After the drought, many fields were barren, and it stands to reason that it was already the end of summer, so we should plant vegetables and beans and corn.

But the people here just want to plant what they want, and some people are still planting dry seedlings.

There are also people digging fields and planting wheat.

For these people, the drought has left them without a major crop harvest this year, so they use a method of replanting to sow and cultivate these crops.

When Qin Mo first came, he saw someone digging a field to replant wheat.

But I don't know, this wheat germination is naturally easy, but, summer to autumn, the temperature cools down, wheat needs to grow in a high temperature environment, and summer to autumn, autumn into winter, it will be cold down one by one, the wheat will not bloom when it is frozen, even if the temperature is better wheat blooms and bears ears, then the harvest is bleak.

Qin Mo studied at an agricultural university, so of course he understands this knowledge, but this is a poor and backward country.

These people are still in the initial stage of farming, and naturally many of them do not understand.

These peasants planted exactly what they wanted, and some of them were good at finding some experience, but then, even those who had found out the experience, still did not have a good grasp of the season, because their name was -- the ancient people.

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