When they arrived in the field, Zhang Guihua's husband Du Fujin and his two sons and three old men were already sitting on the ridge, Du Fujin saw Zhang Guihua coming over and reprimanded: "You came so late to starve our three masters, why don't you hurry up and bring the food!" ”

Du Fujin has a bad temper, and he wants to get angry and beat his wife every now and then, Zhang Guihua is a little afraid of him, and when he sees that he is angry, he hurriedly takes out the food in the basket and puts it on the flat place of the field stalk.

Zhang Guihua's two sons, one named Jin Suo and the other called Yin Suo, were already hungry and rumbling, so they hurriedly came over and took their own bowls to hold the soup in the clay pot. Yinsuo is only eleven years old, and he is still a coquettish age, and when he saw that there were only a few pieces of oil residue mixed with boiled green vegetable leaves in the soup, he was suddenly dissatisfied, and said to Zhang Guihua with a face: "Mother, why are there only a few pieces of oil residue, and there is not even meat." There is some meat in other people's meals, and only after eating it can you have strength, why don't you hurt your son so much! ”

"That's it, mother, you're too saving." The golden lock crouched to the side and followed the silver lock.

Du Fujin was also very dissatisfied, but he knew that the family had so little money, and he had to save it and pay the processing fee to the mill when the rapeseed was harvested and went to extract the oil, and there was no money left to buy any meat, so he glared and said: "It's good to have such an idea of oil residue to eat, our family has only four acres of land, and we have to feed seven people, and you two eat a lot, how can you do it if you don't save a little." ”

Yinsuo was timid, and his eyes turned red when he was scolded by Du Fujin, Zhang Guihua felt distressed, and hurriedly scooped a few pieces of oil residue out of the crockpot with a spoon and put them into Yinsuo's bowl, and persuaded him: "I'll give you * eggs to eat at night, eat quickly, don't pay attention to your father." ”

Yinsuo squatted aggrievedly to the side, but Du Fujin was still angry, put down the rice bowl and walked aside, burying his head in a dry cigarette. Du Fujin is not a capable person, but he is very eye-catching, and he has been unhappy about his inability to make money for so many years, and now he is very angry when he is said by Yinsuo.

Zhang Guifang didn't know what kind of virtue her husband was, so she immediately took the bowl and walked over, and whispered: "Don't worry about the money, I already have a way." ”

"Is there any way to make the money fall from the sky?" Du Fujin knocked the cigarette gun in his hand and raised his eyelids and said.

"Silver money will not fall from the sky, but as long as you have the ability, you will not be able to get it." Zhang Guifang smiled, leaned into Du Fujin's ear and said, "Doesn't your third brother have money in his family?" Not only money, but also good land and houses! ”

"What do you mean?" Du Fujin frowned and looked at his mother-in-law and asked, but he already had the bottom in his heart.

The smile on Zhang Guihua's face became bigger and bigger, and said: "Your nephew now lives in such a big house with a small child, and I heard that he is also sick, so we who are relatives don't have to live, live, and take care of him." Now that the farm is busy, I think there is no one to help collect the rape at home, so we naturally have to help collect, return, and go home. Boss, don't you say? ”

Dufujin thought about it, isn't it? The nephew is still young, and in the past, he was a scholar who didn't touch the spring water, and he couldn't do anything in the fields at home, but now he is sick again, and he doesn't know if he will follow his father, how can he, an uncle, not help him!

"Head to head!" Du Fujin picked up the bowl and drank a small half bowl of soup in one gulp, so beautiful that his eyes smiled.

Du Qiyue didn't know that he had been calculated again, and slept comfortably until the evening. Du Qiyue shouted a few times, but didn't hear Brother Liu'er respond, so he guessed that Brother Liu probably went back to make dinner. For a moment, Du Qiyue realized that he was the only one left in the whole house, such a big house seemed very empty, and Du Qiyue, who was quiet, could hear his breathing.

The temperature in early spring was still quite cold, and then the wind was blowing outside, and the cold wind came in through the cracks in the doors and windows, and the whole house seemed to be cold. Du Qiyue was lying on the bed, and even felt that the wind was blowing on his neck, which was very weird, because even if there was really a little wind blowing into the room, it would not be possible to blow so far to the bed.

Suddenly Du Qiyue thought of something, trembled all over, and the hairs on his body came out in an instant, and he only then thought that there were three dead people in this house, and he now occupied the body of one of them, although he knew that he would probably cross when he was dead, but he was alive now, even if he lived with someone else's body, he still felt a little scared in his heart, so he pulled up the quilt and hid in the quilt.

But it didn't take long for him to realize that this quilt was covered by the real Du Qiyue, and this bed was also slept by the real Du Qiyue. In this way, Du Qiyue didn't dare to hide in the quilt anymore, he poked his head out and lay motionless on the bed, the sky outside was getting darker and darker, and the room was getting darker and darker, and the room would be completely dark if the lights were not lit.

Du Qiyue took a hard breath, and finally couldn't help but say into the air: "Du Qiyue, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to occupy your body, don't blame me." Uncle Du, Du Mo, don't blame me, I really didn't mean to take your son's body, and I don't know why this happened. Do not be angry. Du Qiyue, don't worry, I will definitely live a good life, and I will help you end your resentment. Uncle Du, Du Mo, I will worship you in place of your son, and I will not occupy his body in vain. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Qiyue felt a little stupid, but he felt a little relieved, he lay on the bed and calmed down for a while, I don't know if it was his mental delusion, the air around him didn't seem to be as cold as just now, and the room was not so unpopular.

Before it was completely dark, Du Qiyue finally got up from the bed and lit the oil lamp on the bedside table. The oil was not very good, there was some black smoke, and the light was not very big, but that little orange light lit up the whole room, and even gave the room a little warm smell.

Du Qiyue poured himself a cup of cold tea and poured it, and the whole person was completely awake, and the gods and ghosts that he didn't think about when he just woke up were basically left behind by him.

After sleeping all afternoon, the strength in his body also recovered a little, Du Qiyue thought that he had already gotten out of bed anyway, so he simply put on a coat and did not go back to bed. He moved his body briefly in the room, then pushed open the window and looked out, the sky outside had already shown a thick blue-black, and the moon had already shown its outline, Du Qiyue could faintly see the rising smoke not far away, and the air was also filled with the aroma of some food.

During the busy farming season, the farmer usually eats dinner very late, so he is probably still cooking dinner. Du Qiyue touched his stomach, his body was in the stage of rapid growth, it was the age of the rice tank, the things he ate at noon had already been digested by him, and now when he smelled the aroma of other people's cooking, he felt very hungry.

Zhao Momo said that he would come to deliver food to Du Qiyue in the evening, but he didn't know when he would come, Du Qiyue thought that the Du family's conditions were good, and there must be surplus food in the kitchen, so he walked out with an oil lamp.

The kitchen of the Du family is in the southeast, and it is a large and clean room. The kitchen door opens to the east, and there are about two areas to enter, there is a large stove on the south side, and a lot of firewood is piled up against the wall behind it. There are two large water tanks next to the stove, and a little further there are several wooden basins and basin shelves. In the middle of the place, there is a large table with rolling pins, steamers and other things, probably where Du Fugui used to make snacks, and against the wall there is a large cupboard and a few cabinets for various things. To the north is a table of eight immortals for eating, there is a door hole on the side of the table, there is no door, only a cloth curtain is hung, in which are several large jars for rice and noodles, all kinds of small jars with pickled things and sacks with things, and a large wooden barrel for eggs, and a few small pumpkins in one corner.

There must be nothing in the cupboard, Du Qiyue had to do it himself if he wanted to eat it, he looked at the dozens of eggs in the wooden barrel, and after thinking about it, he decided to make two egg cakes to fill his stomach. Du Qiyue is from the countryside, so he can also use the stove here, but it is a little troublesome to make.

Du Qiyue took two eggs out of the barrel, scooped up a little flour from the liter, and walked to the stove. He first filled the small soup pot next to the pot with water, and then lit the stove, so that he could boil the water when the fire was burning.

Taking advantage of the hot pot, Du Qiyue went to the backyard to pick a handful of shallots and came back, washed them and cut them into sections, and put them aside for later use. Then Du Qiyue poured about one or two pieces of flour into a large male bowl, and then beat the egg mixture in a small bowl and poured it in. Stir the egg mixture and flour well, then add an appropriate amount of water, stir into a slightly thin batter, break up the small pieces of noodles inside, then add a little salt, and then put the chopped green onions in and stir.

At this time, the pot happened to be hot, Du Qiyue added a little firewood, then found the oil can, scooped a spoonful of oil, and poured it evenly along the four sides at the bottom of the pot, forming a circular thin oil layer at the bottom of the pot. When the oil temperature was high, Du Qiyue poured half of the batter into the large bowl, so that the batter formed a flat circle at the bottom of the pot.

It didn't take a while for the batter to solidify, Du Qiyue used a shovel to lift the edge of the cake a little, and when he saw that the bottom of the cake turned golden brown, he neatly turned one side with the spatula, and after the other side also turned golden brown, the first egg cake was ready. Du Qiyue hurriedly took out the cake and put it in the bowl where the egg was beaten before, and then repeated the action just now and began to fry the second egg cake.

Two egg cakes were made in less than half an hour, smelling the fragrance Du Qiyue's stomach was already rumbling, and he didn't care about cleaning up, so he took the chopsticks and sat down at the Eight Immortals table to eat. The egg cake is fried just right, eating soft and fragrant, especially the egg, the egg laid by the home-raised chicken, the egg yolk is red, the fragrance of the egg is particularly sufficient, and the fragrance of the shallots is also strong.

In a few bites, Du Qiyue finished eating the two egg cakes, he simply cleaned up the kitchen, and as soon as he returned to the room, Zhao Momo carried the basket and pushed the door into the yard.