At dinner, Zhao Yuan showed off his cooking skills, a small pot of knives to cut noodles, and fried marinade with bacon and bean shreds, which made Xiao Zhao Luo smile with a smile.

"Official, your cooking is so delicious." Meng Ying said with a smile.

"Xiaoying, why don't you call me Brother Yuan too." Zhao Yuan said.

"Why? Isn't that what it's called when you're married? Meng Ying wondered.

"Because I called you Xiaoying."

Zhao Yuan was also quite awkward about the bride's name for himself, which would make Meng Ying more happy, and couldn't help but say, after all, the reputation of a certain official is really not good.

"Alright then, ...... Brother Yuan. ”

"Well, that's right, let's eat noodles, it's getting dark." Zhao Yuan said happily, and finally changed it.

"Uncle, I'll tell you Uncle you don't need to change it." Zhao Luo said lively.

"Of course not, eat it quickly, the noodles made by the uncle are delicious."

"Delicious!" The little girl buried her head in eating noodles and said.

After eating, washing the dishes, and feeding the pigs with the water in the pork lard, it slowly got dark, and after the rain stopped for a while, it began to fall again.

"Boil some more water and take a shower!" Zhao Yuan saw Meng Ying adding water to the pot and preparing to boil the water, and said.

"Good!"

In bed for a few days, although the bride helped herself wipe her body, she still took a bath comfortably, but in this era there is no shower, only boil a pot of water, and then pour it into a basin, take a cold bath, and there is no soap and shower gel, you can only wash your hair with soap.

"I can make dirt soap!" Zhao Yuan's eyes lit up, there is no soap in this era, ordinary people generally use soap horns to wash their hair and laundry, and rich people use pig pancreas, and there are thousands of knowledge in their minds, and it is quite simple to get some soil soap out.

"Original...... Brother Yuan, the water is boiled, you can take a bath first. I...... I'll go get you a change of clothes. Meng Ying said with a red face.

"Oh, I'll go get it myself, you take Luoluo back to the room first." Zhao Yuan said, picked up Zhao Luo, and returned to the room with Meng Ying.

Back in the room, Zhao Yuan took out a suit of clothes from the box, took it and returned to the kitchen. Meng Ying let Zhao Luo play by herself, sat on the edge of the bed and thought for a while, blushing and putting away the futon on the cabinet.

"I haven't washed my hair with honey locusts, so I don't know if it's easy to use." Back in the kitchen, Zhao Yuan looked at the honey locust that Meng Ying was about to mash on the side, and muttered to himself.

Everything in this ancient world is pure and natural, and this long hair is a little knotted, and if you don't wash it, you will become a sharp brother.

Soaking his hair with water, Zhao Yuan took some honey locusts and smelled them, only a smell of plants, wiped it on his hair, poked and kneaded it carefully, and slowly kneaded a small amount of foam, the effect was good!

After washing his hair, Zhao Yuan washed his hair, wrung out the water and dried it with a cotton cloth, then coiled his hair on his head, added hot and cold water to the basin, squatted in the basin and began to bathe.

In fact, in the summer, bathing is generally washed in the river, Zhao Yuan felt that it was better to wash with hot water when he was recovering from a serious illness, although it was more inconvenient.

After taking a bath, Zhao Yuan was about to soak his clothes in a basin and wash them by the way, when Meng Ying asked outside the house, "Has Brother Yuan finished taking a bath?" ”

"I'm done, come in." Zhao Yuan replied.

Meng Ying took Zhao Luo to push open the door, and when she saw Zhao Yuan preparing to wash her clothes, she immediately stepped forward, "Brother Yuan, I'll wash the clothes, you help Luoluo wash her face." ”

"Uh, okay."

After Meng Ying finished washing Zhao Yuan's clothes and took Zhao Luo to wash his feet, the three of them returned to the room.

"Xiaoying, have you put away the futon?" Zhao Yuan saw that the futon on the cabinet had been put away and asked.

"Hmm......" Meng Ying lowered her head, they are all married, do you want to sleep in separate beds, thinking of the private words that her mother said to her before she got married, she couldn't help blushing.

"Uh, okay, go to bed early." Zhao Yuan thought for a while and said.

At this time, it was completely dark, and the tung oil lamp in the house was also lit, emitting bursts of black smoke, Meng Ying slowly moved her steps, helped Zhao Luo take off her shoes, and slept on the bed with the little girl, leaning against the wall and not daring to move, while the little girl grinned, not understanding why her aunt was holding herself.

Zhao Yuan looked at the shy bride, shook his head and blew out the tung oil lamp, and the clothes lay down on the bed, speechless all night, when Zhao Yuan woke up in the morning, the bride had already gotten up, even Zhao Luo got up, after a night of rain, today is a good weather.

Stretching his waist, Zhao Yuan came back to his senses, got up, folded the quilt and came to the kitchen, Meng Ying was making breakfast, Zhao Luo was playing on the side, occasionally asking some strange questions.

"Luoluo, get up so early, Xiaoying, why don't you sleep more." Zhao Yuan scooped a scoop of water into the basin, and asked while preparing to wash his face.

"Uncle, my aunt and I have been up for a long time!" The little girl said.

"Did Luoluo wash her face?"

"Auntie washed it for me."

"Brother Yuan, let's get ready to eat, and after eating, I have to go to the field to have a look, and by the way, I will shoot pigweed." Meng Ying said.

"Okay, what did Xiaoying make for breakfast?"

"Uncle, my aunt's steamed bean rice is also bacon." Zhao Luo said.

"Take a bowl and scoop rice, Luoluo will draw chopsticks." Zhao Yuan said.

The practice of steaming rice with beans is to boil the rice until it is half-cooked, then filter out the rice soup with a bamboo sieve, stir-fry the washed and cut beans in the pot, stir-fry the salt, cover the half-cooked rice on the beans, sprinkle the diced bacon on the rice, pour a small amount of water along the edge of the pot, cover the pot, burn the pot over low heat and wait for the pot to bubble up, and then simmer for a while and then mix the rice with diced bacon and beans.

Meng Ying's craftsmanship is very good, a pot of bean rice with fragrant diced bacon is very delicious. After eating, I put the rest of the rice in it, washed the dishes, and fed the pigs, and then I was ready to go to the field.

"I'll carry the basket on my back, and bring the hoe with me." Zhao Yuan saw that Meng Ying was about to carry the bamboo basket, and hurriedly said, after getting well, and having rested well last night, Zhao Yuan felt that his body was also strong.

"Brother Yuan, it's better for me to carry it, you're just sick."

"It's okay, the empty basket is not heavy, you see Luoluo is still helping to carry the basket."

"Uncle, auntie, I'll carry the basket and help with the pigweed."

"Okay, Luoluo is awesome, but you'll have to keep up with me in a moment." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

When he went out and came to the paddy field, Zhao Yuan asked Zhao Luo to stand on the road and wait, he and Meng Ying walked along the ridge of the field, and found that there was no place to collapse, the rice in the rice field was only about a foot high, and it looked relatively sparse, the water level in the field was just right, and the two of them raised the mouth of the canal a little higher, and returned to the road.

At this time, the yield of rice is very low, the yield of one mu is only about 150 catties, the resistance to diseases and pests and lodging resistance of rice is relatively poor, maybe you can try to make hybrid rice, this era to find the male sterile line of rice does not know whether it is good to find. (Male sterile line: It is a kind of female rice with male degradation, that is, pollen degradation but normal pistils, because the pollen is unable to live, it cannot self-pollinate and bear fruit, and only relies on foreign pollen to fertilize and bear fruit.) Therefore, with the help of this mother rice as a genetic tool, hybrid seeds can be produced in large quantities through artificial assisted pollination. ）

Zhao Yuan shook his head, picked up the basket and prepared to threak pigweed, when the villagers came to the field one after another to check whether the rain yesterday had a bad effect on rice and wheat.

"Two, you're alright, great!" Aunt Hua wiped her tears and said to Zhao Yuan, Zhao Yuan's family is the second, and the elders who are familiar with him in the village all add him two, just like his nickname, but he is not scolding him second.

"Okay, Aunt Hua, you can also come to see the paddy fields." Zhao Yuan replied that Aunt Hua's name is Huang Guihua, and she is the daughter-in-law of Uncle Pole in the village.

"Aunt Hua." Meng Ying called Aunt Hua.

"Grandma Hua, why are you crying!" Luoluo said.

"Grandma Hua is glad that your uncle has recovered, poor baby, your father ......" Aunt Hua touched the little girl's hair and said.

"Daddy......" Zhao Luo's eyes began to turn red.

"Aunt Hua, you're busy, let's go to hunt pigweed, Luoluo, goodbye to Grandma Hua." Zhao Yuan hurriedly said, although the little girl is young, she can't help crying when she thinks of Zhao Dazhu.

"Goodbye Grandma Flowers!" Zhao Luo lowered his head, held the basket in both hands, and walked behind Zhao Yuan.

"Okay, goodbye Luoluo!"

"The second brother is good, the second sister-in-law is good!"

"Bozi, do you also shoot pigweed?" Bozi's name is Zhao Bo, twelve years old, and he is the eldest son of the third uncle of Zhao Yuan's next room in the village.

"Well, I'm going to shoot pigweed, too."

"Not that together?"

"No, you guys go to the mountains, I'll go to Yangzigou."

"Oh, that's good."

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