In a thatched house at the east end of Shenjia Village, early in the morning, Sister Chunmei got up and cleaned up.

There was no movement at home, and she sadly found that her husband still hadn't come home, and since he was kicked out of the Shen family, he had temporarily rented here, and he hadn't returned home for three consecutive days.

Not in the mood to make breakfast, she stood in front of the window, the yard was empty, there were no watchdogs, no chickens, geese, nothing, and gazed with hatred at the cyan smoke rising from every house in the village.

Taking a deep breath continuously, trying her best to suppress her grievances against her husband, Sister Chunmei, who had nothing to do, searched around for a few dirty clothes that she and her husband had changed, put them in a wooden bucket, and walked towards the river step by step.

The dew on the grass soon wet her shoes and socks, and she didn't even notice it.

The sun shone on her back, reflecting her willow-like shadow, long, and more slender.

The cheeks of perennial labor are still fair, and they are full of the unique flush of a young woman by the sun, and under the curved and slender eyebrows, a pair of natural affectionate eyes flash.

Her appearance immediately made the men in the village agitated, unlike the Shen Mansion who had no white ding, and the countrymen deliberately plucked this flower, which was said to be uneasy in the room, with a direct and bold greedy gaze and vulgar language.

Several farmers on both sides of the path deliberately stopped what they were doing and started talking loudly to each other.

"Lao Wang, such a good daughter-in-law, why does Dazhu ask her to guard the empty room every night?"

"You don't even know that? The red apricot went out of the wall, which made Dazhu unhappy. ”

"If you want me to say that there is no fragrance of wild flowers in the house, there have been ugly things in the Shen family from time to time? It must be that Dazhu is obsessed with the girls in the outer villages. ”

"I heard that this daughter-in-law seems to have raised some kind of man in her mother's house, but she doesn't want to see her with a big pillar, and she always runs out after getting married."

"Ahh Originally...... So, look at that ass, pinch and soak in water, like a ripe peach, when she is a girl, I will definitely not let it go if I meet her, hehe. ”

"You don't pee either? The rare girls are all white-faced scholars, how old are you?"

"What can a scholar do? Bah! Lao Tzu and I are as strong as a cow, but unfortunately only the daughter-in-law knows who is better. ”

"Haha!"

If it were an ordinary woman, she could only try her best to pretend not to hear it, and endure these shameless words, but Sister Chunmei didn't care, glanced at the black man contemptuously, and sneered: "Like a cow? It's just a black mule, a hybrid of a horse and a donkey. ”

"You." The man was furious.

"How?" Sister Chunmei's full chest, "If it's a gentleman, come and beat me!"

"You, me, forget it, good men don't fight women." The man shrank stupidly.

"Humph!" Sister Chunmei continued to walk forward disdainfully.

Lao Wang laughed and said, "You have to get it!" This daughter-in-law is spicy and not easy to mess with. ”

When she was far away, Sister Chunmei sped up like a fly, gritting her teeth, if it was really a red apricot out of the wall, it would be fine, the problem was that she wanted to go out of the wall but no one was picking it there, so it was inevitable that she would be full of grievances.

Ran to a big tree by the river, squatted down and gasped for breath, if she could, she really wanted to escape from the discredited Shenjia Village immediately, but her husband who was not angry could not do without the financial support of his parents.

The turquoise water in front of you is crystal clear, and the wind blows, setting off a circle of thin ripples.

On both sides of the river, there were already several village women squatting and washing clothes, talking and laughing unscrupulously.

Sister Chunmei regained her composure, came out to greet them with a smile, and slowly walked to the river with a wooden barrel.

Picked up a handful of water, moistened the sweaty forehead, took out a snow-white sweat towel, wiped the water droplets on the forehead, and pulled up the long skirt.

The sound of mallet clothes comes and goes, married women talk to each other without any scruples, talking to each other about the seven things of opening the door to the family with firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, talking about the popular fabrics and clothes, talking about the children of their own in-laws and other parents, and even talking about the ambiguity between their own men and other people's daughters-in-law, as well as the few years of hard work on their own belly every month, and the words reveal pride, dissatisfaction, happiness, resentment, and jealousy............

At the same time, Shen Kan is also studying seven things to open the door.

A county chronicle in his hand, a few miscellaneous books on the table, and a staff officer Cai Dong sat opposite.

Chai ranks first, which shows the importance, the most critical factor why human beings can evolve is because of eating cooked food, and if you want to cook food, you can't do without firewood.

Confucianism, as a big foodie empire, has always been the most particular about food culture, and cooked food can be said to be the essence of it. In the Shuowen, it is explained as small wood bulk wood, which means wood that cannot be used to build houses or utensils.

The book says, "Jiangnan burns salaries, and fires are made of wood; Jiangbei burns coal, and takes fire from the soil. Shen Kan knew that coal had long been widely used.

In fact, according to his observations, there are not many households in Suzhou that can afford to use firewood every day, and most people use weeds and straws for boiling water and cooking, while the poor in the north are said to be more accustomed to using sun-dried cow and horse dung.

Don't underestimate firewood, as a necessity of daily life, the daily demand of residents in the city is huge, and there are several firewood markets in Suzhou.

"Coal stoves? Gas canisters? No way. Shen Kan shook his head, it seems that he can't make money, people with conditions have already used coal, and those who have no conditions have not burned grass and firewood until hundreds of years later.

"Picking winter." Shen Kan pushed the dozing maid with his hand, "Do you know how many famous rices?"

Cai Dong said in a daze: "I know fragrant rice, ginkgo biloba white, August white, snow green, and pockmarked black."

"Oh." Shen Kan didn't understand, and asked again: "Isn't there a kind of Champa rice?" Three crops a year. ”

"That's not tasty." Cai Dong woke up, "The famous ones are late rice, you are talking about early rice, there is yellow indica in the kitchen, we eat it, and the glutinous one is used to make wine." ”

"I see." Shen Kan nodded, daring to love that he was eating late rice.

There is no need to ask about Caidong, and I understand that even in Jiangnan, the land of fish and rice, poor families generally cannot afford to eat rice, millet, wheat, yellow and black beans, broad beans, and buckwheat are the staple foods.

In the north, rice is definitely more valuable.

During the Jiajing period, it was time for the Portuguese to come, and Shen Kan wrote potatoes, corn, and sweet potatoes on paper.

Cai Dong watched curiously as the young master lowered his head to write, and the distinctive simplified characters and punctuation marks aroused her interest more and more......

By the river, Sister Chunmei pretended to be very happy, laughing loudly with others from time to time, not wanting to draw their attention to herself.

It's a pity that it backfired, and for some reason, the topic suddenly turned to her head.

The neighbor Aunt Zhang, who is the landlord of her husband and wife, not only has both children but also has eight children in a row, and is a well-known blessing in the village, and asked, "How many days has he not come back?"

Sister Chunmei lowered her head to wash her clothes, knowing that she couldn't hide it from others, so she deliberately didn't take it seriously: "Three, three days."

"Alas!" Aunt Zhang also sighed deliberately, and previously trumpeted that her husband had inexhaustible strength, and she had to toss every night to die and live, which was unbearable, but the big guy could see the pride that she couldn't hide between her eyebrows.

"You're young, you can ...... at night Endure? Do you want to?"

"How can you not want to?" Aunt Liu, who was wearing flower clothes, said.

This Aunt Liu is a well-known and genuine in this area, and her face is smeared with a thick layer of fat powder, but unfortunately the years have ruthlessly erased her youthful appearance.

In the ancient countryside, it is true that etiquette can kill, and unchaste women will be immersed in pig cages or something, but the so-called poor couples mourn for a hundred days, hook up with men everywhere, and there are still many women who are alive and kicking around all their lives.

Aunt Liu's voice seemed to be full of understanding of her peers, and she regarded Sister Chunmei as her young self, looking like a person who had come over, "How can she not want to?" So young and so good-looking. ”

Sister Chunmei felt that the blood gushed up in an instant, filling her cheeks at once, and this sentence undoubtedly hit her heart.

This beautiful woman is so natural, and she can't help it!

Of course, this must not be discovered, and it cannot be admitted if she is killed, Sister Chunmei scrubbed the clothes in the water vigorously, and secretly took the afterglow to look left and right.

Unexpectedly, almost all women, especially Aunt Liu, seemed to be able to penetrate the line of sight from the heart, and they all stared at her firmly.

Her face was hotter and hotter, and she felt that her cheeks could no longer be red, and she wanted to jump into the cool river and float away.

The eldest old woman of the Gu family reproached: "Don't say it anymore, all by one, I think about wild men all day long, and if I don't abide by women's morals, I am not afraid of going to the eighteenth layer of hell after death, and I will never be reincarnated?"

"Don't keep women's morals?" Aunt Liu sneered, stretched out her hand and grabbed Sister Chunmei's hand, "If a man does the first year of junior high school, I will do fifteen, and I will not be reincarnated in the next life." ”

"It's not like you, the atmosphere in this village has been tired of you." The old woman said angrily, "When you were young and the most ostentatious, the girls in the village couldn't get married, if it weren't for Old Lady Shen's soft heart, you would have been stoned to death." ”

"Jokes." Aunt Liu did not show weakness, "Are you confused?" Was I in the village when I was young?"

"In short, you are not a good thing, you are in your thirties and still hook up with the descendants of the old Zhou family." The old woman rebuked.

Aunt Liu shouted: "I'm not a good thing, right?" But which skirt doesn't sweep the floor, which broom doesn't get dusty? Who has done what and who knows what, anyway, Chunmei's daughter-in-law is still so beautiful, you can bear it?"

"Women have to endure it for a lifetime, who is like you, shameless for a lifetime."

I don't know who came out of their mouths, and in an instant, the women burst into laughter.