Chapter Twenty-Three: Peach Blossom Brewing

After packing up the things and returning them separately, Fahrenheit said slowly: "Yu'er, if you survive this time, you will be able to live a good life." Don't worry about the affairs in the field, your father and your two brothers will come back to help you clean up the mess. The two families are not far away, if there is anything, ask someone to send a message! ”

Yang nodded and said, "Got it, mother!" In the future, our mothers will live. No one bullied us, so it's comfortable. ”

After the separation, Yang seemed to feel that the mountain pressing on his body disappeared, and he didn't have to work hard during the day, and he could completely relax and sleep at night.

"By the way, if my two nieces want to learn embroidery, let them come over, I will teach them well." Yang said with a smile, during this time, her mother's family helped her contribute money and efforts, and the two sisters-in-law didn't say anything, she remembered this love in her heart.

Aunt Yang was very happy when she heard this, her daughter is fourteen years old this year, and she is about to say that her mother-in-law's family has a hand-held embroidery job, and she also has the capital to settle down when she arrives at her mother-in-law's house. Compared to working in the fields, embroidering and doing housework at home is easier.

"Then thank you little sister, let them come over and learn embroidery with you in a few days." Although Aunt Yang thinks that the sooner the better, she also knows that the sister-in-law has just settled down, and there are still many things to deal with, so it is estimated that she will not be free these days.

"That's good!" Yang should be down.

After sending away the mother's family and closing the door, there were only five mothers left in the family.

Du Qimei hurriedly poured a glass of water for her mother, and said, "Mother, you are tired today, hurry up and drink a glass of water and have a good rest in the afternoon." ”

Yang was indeed very tired, and he didn't shirk it, took a bowl of warm water, drank it all in a few sips, took a few long breaths of relief, and his whole body was light.

"Let's go, while I'm still in spirit, let's go and sort out the congratulatory gifts brought by the villagers today. With these things, we don't have to spend money during this time. Yang smiled and took the children to the utility room.

The villagers are not rich people, and the gifts they give on weekdays are only ten to fifty yuan or a few catties of sorghum noodles, or a few eggs.

After some tidying, there were more than 50 catties of sorghum flour, 500 yuan, and 45 eggs. There are still two catties of fat left at home, which are refined into lard at night and kept for stir-frying.

Yang touched the purse in his arms, there were two taels of silver in it, seven seven eighty-eight about three taels of silver, thrifty and saved, and it could be used for half a year.

Tomorrow, she will go to the county seat, find some embroidery work, and put together a few taels of silver as a deposit.

When Du Jiumei followed Du Qimei to clean up the kitchen, she made a major discovery, there was still half a jar of wine left in the two jars at home, and there were about three or four catties.

Oops, that's a good thing! There is no grain to make wine, but if there is ready-made wine, you can also process it deeply, put some crushed wine fruit and clean peach blossoms, sugar, and bury it in the ground for half a month to become a delicious peach blossom wine.

Thinking of the clay pot in the house, as well as the peach blossoms that the starling folded back yesterday, Du Jiumei carefully picked off all the peach blossoms that had bloomed, and picked a wine fruit from the heirloom treasure jade space, put it in the garlic mortar and crushed it, and put the peach petals, together with the two taels of sugar in the cupboard crockpot with a little yellow color, into the wine jar.

Taking advantage of the fact that her brothers and sisters were not paying attention, Du Jiumei put the wine jar in the kitchen cabinet, no one in the family would drink, and no one would remember that there were still a few catties of wine left for a while.

Du Jiumei took a small shovel and dug a one-foot-square mud pit in the shade of the corner of the backyard wall, the wine jar was a bit big, although it could be put in, but it was very close to the ground, so the temperature under the soil could not be guaranteed.

At this moment, Du Wulang went to the thatched house in the backyard, and saw that his sister looked like a mud monkey, so he hurriedly asked, "Xiao Jiu'er, what are you doing?" ”

Du Jiumei was stunned for a moment, hey, she was still caught, and made a lame excuse: "Fifth brother, I heard that if you bury the wine jar in the soil, the wine inside will get better and better." ”

When Du Wulang heard this, he laughed and said, "Oh, our little Jiu'er is so smart, we even know this!" ”

"Well, Xiao Jiu'er knows. Fifth brother, let's bury the wine together, no one in our family drinks anyway, and when there are guests at home in the future, we will take it out. Du Jiumei persuaded, praying in her heart that her brother would not open the wine jar and look at the wine inside.

Du Wulang saw that his sister had a heart, so of course he didn't stop it, and said, "Then brother will help you dig a deeper pit." ”

With her brother's help, she doesn't need Du Jiumei to pout her ass and dig it herself. Du Wulang held a shovel, and after a few back and forth, the depth of the pit had become two and a half feet.

"Okay, brother, it's too deep to dig out." Du Jiumei carefully put the sealed wine jar into the bottom of the pit, and the mouth of the jar buckled a porcelain basin with an open edge, "Big brother, hurry up and bury it with soil." ”

Du Wulang shoveled the soil and buried the pit, and Du Jiumei carefully patted the soil with her hands before following her brother back to the front yard to wash.

Yang Shi saw that Du Jiumei was covered in mud, and frowned slightly, on weekdays, it was Balang's kid who scourged clothes, but how could Xiao Jiu'er follow suit?

Du Jiumei couldn't see that her mother Yang was unhappy, and hurriedly said, "Mother, I accidentally fell down when I went to the toilet just now." ”

As soon as he heard that his daughter had fallen, Yang was worried that his daughter had fallen, so he hurriedly came over to help pat Du Jiumei's clothes and asked, "What hurts?" ”

Du Jiumei shook her head and said, "No, I wear a lot, and it doesn't hurt at all." ”

Du Wulang, who was washing his hands on the side, smiled, why did his little sister become shrewd? If the mother knew that they had buried the wine in the ground, she would have been nagging.

At night, Du Jiumei went to the space, planted sorghum, none of the seedlings appeared, and saw that there were no other plants except wine fruits, could this space be a barren place?

I don't understand, Du Jiumei is speechless, hey, the only thing I can use is the wine fruit in the space. However, when I think that after half a month, I will be able to drink sweet and mellow wine, this little regret is not a big deal.

Early the next morning, Yang and Du Qimei made breakfast.

During the meal, Yang said: "Today I will take your fifth brother to the county seat to find some embroidery to do." You three don't go anywhere at home. ”

Du Qimei is the eldest in the family, and hurriedly said: "Well, mother, don't worry, I am watching my younger brothers and sisters at home." ”

Du Balang's eyes rolled, thinking that as soon as his mother left, he would go outside to play with his friends.

Yang followed Yang Wulang to the county seat, and needed to walk for half an hour to the town, and then spend six yuan to take an ox cart to get to the county seat in an hour. If it goes well, you can rush back before dark.

The recent experience made Du Wulang grow up in an instant, and he became the pillar of the family as a man, protecting his mother.