"Tom tom tom ......" the bride skillfully chopped pigweed, the knife is very familiar, the left hand pressed the pigweed, the right hand held a thin knife and kept chopping, the length of the pigweed was almost the same, so that Zhao Yuan, who was on the side, was worried that the bride would accidentally hurt his hand.

Chop the pigweed picked in the morning, scoop all the remaining pig food in the big iron pot into the wooden barrel, pour two large pots of pigweed into a large iron pot, mix with water and boil.

Zhao Yuan watched the bride busy, and was embarrassed to watch from the sidelines, picked up the wooden barrel containing pig food and walked towards the pigsty. The pigsty is right next to the house, and the pigsty is all made of logs, which looks very rough and primitive. There was a big pit dug under the pigsty, with wooden sticks on it, and the pit was full of pig feces and pig urine, which was used to fertilize the fields.

The two pigs in the pigsty are not big, about forty catties, and when they heard Zhao Yuan's footsteps, they kept jumping their forelimbs to the door of the pigsty, and kept humming and chirping.

"Uncle, feed the pigs, they're hungry." Luoluo came out with Zhao Yuan and said. In fact, at this time, the pig was called a pig, but after Zhao Yuan told Zhao Luo in the morning that he was called a pig, now the little girl also said that it was a pig.

"Okay, Luoluo, you stand away." Zhao Yuan felt a little in a hurry, he didn't need to open the pigsty door when feeding the pigs, he only needed to talk about the pigs falling down the wooden trough.

The two pigs screamed very harshly, and they were very eager to eat pig food. As soon as Zhao Yuan poured the pig food down the wooden trough, the two pigs buried their heads in the wooden trough and ate it.

Zhao Yuan scooped a scoop of water, said that the pig food in the wooden trough was washed down, and then returned to the kitchen with the wooden bucket, and Meng Ying was cooking the pig food on the fire behind the stove.

The summer weather is changing, and not long after returning to the house, it gets dark and a rainstorm is coming.

"Official, go and get all the clothes into the house, it's going to rain." Meng Ying said to Zhao Yuan because she was burning a fire in front of the stove and had a lot of ash sticking to her hands.

"Okay, I'll hang my clothes upstairs." Zhao Yuan said, and immediately went out to collect the clothes that were hanging outside, and hung them on the bamboo poles under the eaves to avoid getting wet.

The heavy rain soon fell, and it suddenly felt that it was evening, Zhao Yuan sat on the bench and teased Zhao Luo, asking Meng Ying some things about her past.

It's raining, and you can't see the stars at night, but fortunately, Zhao Luo is young after all, and she has forgotten Zhao Yuan's words to comfort her.

"Lady, I'll still call you Xiaoying in the future, right?"

"Why, officer?"

"It's just that you're still young, and I feel a little awkward to call you a lady."

"Official, do you dislike me?" The bride's eyes were filled with tears.

"No, no, how could I dislike you, just...... Just ......"

After all, Zhao Yuan came from the later generations, graduated from graduate school for more than a year, at the age of twenty-seven, although he came to this era with modern education, although he had to accept the culture and customs of this era, but he still felt a little strange that the woman in front of him who was only sixteen or seventeen years old was the wife who would accompany him for the rest of his life, and he couldn't pass the hurdle in his heart.

"Why is that?" The bride asked when she saw Zhao Yuan's anxious look.

"Xiaoying, since you married into the family, you have been busy these days, I am very moved, knowing that you are a virtuous wife, I am very moved, I will definitely treat you well in this life, it's just a matter of title, I feel that you are still young, and it is a little awkward to call you a lady." Zhao Yuan said anxiously, as a senior single dog, he has no experience in coaxing girls.

"Uncle, you said that your aunt cried!" Zhao Luo was playing on the side, but when he saw Meng Ying about to cry, he hurriedly ran to the bride's side, hugged Meng Ying, and said to Zhao Yuan.

"Official, I'm not young, a child of my age in our village can walk." Meng Ying blushed and lowered her head and said.

"Yes, yes, Xiaoying is not small, and Luoluo, it is the uncle who said the wrong thing, help the uncle coax the aunt, this rain is so heavy." Zhao Yuan hurriedly said, I can't say any more.

"I don't need to coax, this rain is so heavy, do you want to take a look in the field?" Meng Ying looked worried and said.

"It should be fine, the mouth of the paddy field was dug lower." Zhao Yuan has the memory of the original owner and knows that the paddy field should be fine.

"I'll go and see it early tomorrow morning, official, I want to feed a few more chickens at home, and when I catch the market in two days, I will get some millet from home to exchange for a few chickens."

"Okay, there are two more days to catch the market, and when the time comes, we will go together, and by the way, we will also go to my father-in-law's house." Zhao Yuan nodded and said.

Originally, according to the local wedding customs, I should go back to Meng Ying's mother's house on the second day of marriage, called Huimen, but because of this illness and delay, the bride has not gone back since she got married.

"Uncle, auntie, I'm going to the market too." Zhao Luo said.

"Okay, Luoluo come with us." Zhao Yuan took Zhao Luo's little hand and said.

Zhao Yuan was already thinking about what he could sell at home, after all, he didn't have any money at hand now, and he couldn't buy anything if he wanted to go to the market, so he went to his father-in-law's house empty-handed.

"Xiaoying, let's clean up the house." Zhao Yuan said.

After Zhao Dazhu passed away, the things in the house have not moved, Meng Ying has been busy taking care of Zhao Yuan when he came, and he didn't go to the house to turn over, and now it is raining heavily outside, and he can't work, just thinking about the family.

"Okay, I haven't been into my brother's room yet." Meng Ying added a large piece of firewood to the stove, clapped her hands and stood up and said.

After washing their hands, the three of them walked out of the kitchen and walked towards Zhao Dazhu's room. There are only two main rooms in the old house, Zhao Yuan's room is new, located at the east end of the old house, and the kitchen is at the west end, and Zhao Dazhu's room is next to the kitchen.

Due to the rain, it was already dark, and the room was even darker. When I opened the door of Zhao Dazhu's room, although it was relatively shabby, it was neatly tied, only the quilt on the bed was a little messy, and there were some traces of vomit on the ground.

Zhao Luo, who walked into the room, may have thought of Daddy, and immediately cried. Meng Ying hurriedly picked up the little girl and kept comforting her, and it took a while to comfort the little girl.

Then the two began to sort out Zhao Dazhu's relics, and some of the clothes that Zhao Dazhu often wore were packed up, ready to be burned to him when the weather was clear. The layout of the room is similar to Zhao Yuan's room, and there are also two cabinets, but the cabinets are older. When I opened the lid of one of the cabinets, there was most of the wheat in the cabinet, and the other was filled with some dried vegetables such as dried bamboo shoots and dried beans and some miscellaneous items.

"Let's sell a sack of wheat at the market, and the two cupboards in our room will have enough food for us to eat the new grain." Zhao Yuan said discussively.

"Okay, official, you can decide." Meng Ying said.

"Xiaoying, I've made you suffer!" After cleaning up all the belongings, Zhao Yuan scratched his scalp and said.

The family really has no money at all, and they still owe money for medical treatment, but fortunately they have three or four hundred catties of food, otherwise they may starve, Zhao Yuan thought that he would find a way to earn some money.

"Official, I'm not bitter, as long as we work hard, the family will be fine." After cleaning up the room, Meng Ying hugged Zhao Luo, leaned her head on Zhao Yuan's chest and said.

After a while, Zhao Yuan hugged Zhao Luo from Meng Ying's hand, closed the door, and the three of them returned to the kitchen.

It's late, it's time to make dinner!