Xia He and Liu Feng went back to the house after cleaning up the rabbit house, and the rich man Liu stomped his feet angrily on the back mountain, thinking that he must get this Liu Feng away from Xia He.

Thinking of these, Liu Da Rich Yang Yang left the mountain and walked home.

Liu Feng teased Xiaobao on Xia He's side, and seeing that the time was not early, he also walked out of Xia He's thatched house with a sickle and walked home.

Wan'er shouted behind her, "Daddy, you're coming to see your little brother tomorrow!" ”

Hearing Wan'er say this, Liu Feng also turned around and shouted: "I know Wan'er, go back to the house and help your mother take care of your brother." ”

Wan'er agreed and went back to the house.

Wan'er watched her younger brother play by herself on the kang, and wrote the calligraphy handed over to her by her mother on the dinner table.

Xia He looked at his little Wan'er so obedient, and hurriedly came to Wan'er's side, looking at the words written by Wan'er, Xia He secretly thought in his heart, "My daughter is really very talented, I haven't taught for a few days, and the font is getting better and better." ”

Xia He went to wash his clothes, and while washing his clothes, Xia He thought that if it was a washing machine, it would be really much more convenient.

Xia He remembered his previous life, as if he had just passed, at that time, let alone a washing machine, it was all fully automatic and did not need to be washed by hand.

But now I have to rub it out one by one, no wonder my little hands in this life are so rough.

Xia He raised his hand when he thought of this, and looked at his little hand carefully, although the hand was very good-looking, it was also a slender and feminine hand, but because he had done a lot of work, he touched the palm of his hand, which was covered with a lot of calluses, which really looked like a man's hand.

After washing the clothes, Xia He saw two children, one was writing at the desk, and the other was playing by himself on the kang, Xia He picked up the scissors and began to cut the calluses that had just been soaked in the palm of his hand.

Autumn is the busy season for farming, and every household is busy harvesting their crops, and some tenant farmers are also busy paying the rent to the rich man's family.

Only those rich people have time at home.

Xia He is an exception, because he has no land in the first place, and his own little land is in his mother's house, and the Liu family will not give this maid a little land for Xia He to plant.

Xia He thought that he really couldn't go on like this, although he earned some silver from the eldest sister's house in the town, but the two children and the three of them had to eat every day, and they couldn't watch the silver run out and find a way to go out to earn it.

Xia He really racked his brains to find a way to make money.

My little rabbit is still young, and I want to raise chickens and lay eggs, which I can only do until I have money.

Xia He thought about it, and in the end, Xia He still felt that he would make money first in these farmers who harvested crops.

In the evening, Wan'er asked herself, "Mother, what are we going to eat tonight?" ”

Xia He thought about it and said, "Let's take a look at it later, if you like to eat cakes, how about your mother make cakes for you?" ”

Wan'er said, "Mother, Wan'er likes the porridge made by her mother is delicious, you still make porridge and eat it, I also see that my mother likes to eat porridge." ”

Xia He looked at Wan'er's sensible appearance, and knew that Wan'er knew that there were not many faces at home before she said this.

So Xia He said: "Good boy, I'll cook porridge for Wan'er." ”

So, Xia He went to the ground and made a fire to cook.

Looking at the rice at home, Xia He remembered that there was not much rice in his own house, so Xia He could only make porridge with the only bit of sorghum rice in his own house, but in the process of cooking, the water was less, and the porridge was very thick, Xia He could only add a lot of water to it, so it became water rice.

During the meal, Wan'er said to Xia He: "Mother, you eat quickly, it's really delicious, do you still have a mother for our pickles?" ”

So, Xia He brought some pickles and asked Wan'er, "Is it so delicious?" Look at how delicious you eat? ”

"Mother, come and eat, it's really delicious, I ate these meals you made, and this rice today is the best." Wan'er happily sat at the table and ate.

Xia He heard Wan'er say this, and he was busy eating, it didn't matter if he ate it, it really surprised Xia He, it was really delicious.

Xia He smiled and said, "Wan'er, it's really delicious, you eat more." ”

While eating, Xia He remembered that the things in his previous life came.

When I was in college, because I was far away from home, I ate with my classmates outside every day in addition to eating in the school cafeteria.

Today's rice is really exactly the same as the sorghum rice rice I ate at that time, and I remember that at that time, I could still eat big porridge and small pickles, and potatoes with sauce.

There are also spicy tang, spicy noodles, various snacks, and dumplings.

Thinking about it, Xia He had an idea and said to Xiao Wan'er: "Daughter, do you think this will work, my mother made water and rice and sold it to those who harvested in the fields in the autumn, and then you helped my mother watch Xiaobao at home, it was at noon, and my mother came back, and the rest of the time, my mother will accompany you and my brother at home." ”

Wan'er heard her mother say this, and said happily, yes, if the younger brother cries and the mother is on her back, Wan'er will accompany her mother to deliver food and help her mother carry things.

Xia He heard Wan'er say this, nodded and said, "Okay, it's settled, let's take action tonight." ”

This meal is Xia He, so happy.

After eating, cleaning up everything at home, Xia He hurriedly went to the house of a rich man who specialized in selling rice in the village, bought a few buckets of rice and came back, watching Xia He buy rice, the rich man said pretendedly: "I said Xia He, you just buy some rice and millet, how can you buy these coarse grains, sorghum rice and this big ballast eat too much, your skin will be bad, and your little son will have no milk to eat." ”

Xia He smiled and said, "I like to eat sorghum rice and big rice porridge. After saying that, he carried Michahe to his home.

However, this time the matter of buying rice was known to the rich man Liu again.

The rich man Liu summed up in his heart again, "This Xia He, why should you suffer this sin when you and I have passed?" So what will Willow Wind give you? If you are poor, you can't eat? ”

Thinking of these, the rich man Liu thought about sending rice, flour, and oil to Xia He.

Xia He started to get busy at home at night.

First, boil a pot of boiling water, put the washed rice in the boiling water, and cover the pot. When the rice was boiled, Xia He began to stir it a few more times to avoid sticking to the pot.

When the rice was fully cooked, Xia He took out the rice with a fence, passed it with cold water several times, and soaked it in water again.

In this way, a large pot of rice is made.

Xia He made a little more porridge, and made a pot of small potatoes, peeled the skin, added some soybean sauce and some shredded green onions, it was really endless.

Wan'er watched her mother finish doing this, rushed to eat some, and praised her mother for making it delicious with a smile.

In this way, Xia He waited tomorrow to see if he could be accepted by the people in the village.