As soon as the rooster sang the world, the originally quiet earth gradually became noisy, after Lu Mengjian got up, he felt very full for the first time, and after cleaning inside and out, he lit the stove to boil a pot of hot water and prepared to cook.

However, when I opened the rice bowl, I couldn't help but be dumbfounded, there was only a thin layer of yellow and clear coarse cornmeal at the bottom of the tank, and all of them added up to only one scoop, and no matter how frugal we were, we couldn't survive for three days. In the past, Aunt Li often helped her, but she didn't find it so difficult, but now that Lu Mengjian has put herself into a new life, she finds that her life has been so embarrassing.

This meager cornmeal was obtained by the village sympathetic gentleman who advanced a month's bundle in advance, but before the month came, the family was almost exhausted. And now the wheat has just returned to green, and the grain accumulated in each family is getting less and less, if it were not for last year's good harvest, I am afraid that there would have been a famine in someone's home.

Lu Mengjian put the cornmeal into the scoop, looked at the empty rice bowl, and muttered in his heart.

Now there are only two mouths to eat at home, and Aunt Li is always helping out, but she is still so stretched, it is really difficult to make a living with this meager bundle alone. What's more, Mr. Lin was poisoned this time, and he didn't know when his body would get better, and I am afraid that this bundle could not be counted on. Although Aunt Li's family has a heart, they can't always count on them, after all, it is a great honor for others to help when they are in trouble.

But a scoop of cornmeal can last for a few days, even if you are dieting every day, you will eventually eat it all one day, and on the sickbed, how can you stand hunger. Lu Mengjian's heart was in a mess, and only now did he truly realize the pain of a clever woman who was difficult to cook without rice.

made two bowls of thick rice cereal, and there was still half a scoop of cornmeal left, and Lu Mengjian carefully put it back in the rice bowl and put it away. Seeing that there was still a small half bowl of shepherd's cabbage and egg drop soup made yesterday, I wanted to heat it up and give it to Lin Daimo to drink with rice cereal, but after thinking about it, Lin Daimo drank this soup to cause poison, and I felt that I was evasive in my heart, so I put it aside. Looking at the egg flowers dotted in the soup, I regretted it very much, if I could keep the only egg, I wouldn't have to worry so much about making up for my husband at this moment.

"Lu Mengjian, Lu Mengjian, you were still specialized in biology at the beginning, but now you are distressed because of an egg, it's really useless!" Lu Mengjian filled half a bowl of rice cereal and walked to the room with self-blame.

After a night's time, Lin Daimo's originally iron-blue face gradually recovered, but it was still a little pale. Lu Mengjian blew the rice cereal in the spoon and fed it to Lin Daimo's mouth, half a bowl of rice cereal was fed for a full quarter of an hour, and in the end, Lu Mengjian's hand holding the bowl was trembling slightly.

After a few simple bites, Lu Mengjian thought of the uncertain life, and then lost his appetite, got up and cleaned up the courtyard, looked at the dilapidated room in front of her, her nose was sour, she remembered that her mother once mentioned a distant relative, a family of three generations ate and slept in an ancestral house, life was extremely shabby, her mother always said that her face was always full of sympathy, and she sighed and despised the family, but who would have thought that she would live such a life, and what was not as good as others was that this only place to stay was given by others.

The world has changed, and it is a pity that it was at that time. Lu Mengjian just wanted to find a place to cry, but now she had to be strong.

She suddenly remembered the cabbage she had planted in the courtyard. Yesterday, after a spring rain, the weeds on the ground popped up overnight, stretching their branches and growing rapidly. Lu Mengjian only hoped that those cabbages could grow quickly, at least barely fill their stomachs.

It's just that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. The broken basket had been kicked aside at some point, and the young seedlings were washed away by the rain, and there were faint traces of being trampled on. Lu Mengjian squatted on the dragon, trying to lift the seedling up, but the rhizome was too immature and still fell to the ground.

A weed grows near the wall, standing out among the weak cabbage seedlings. Lu Mengjian raised his hand and wanted to pull it out, but his hand suddenly lit up in front of him, this was clearly a moon flower seedling, and for some reason it was planted as a cabbage.

Lu Mengjian has always loved flowers, and has been with flowers every day at home, and has a great understanding of the planting and habits of various flowers, and even chose a plant-related biology major in college despite the opposition of his family. Although it was just an extremely ordinary moon plant in front of him, it was like a treasure in Lu Mengjian's eyes.

She carefully plucked the vegetable seedlings around the flower seedlings, carefully used soil to form a small flower pond around them, knelt on the ground and looked at it carefully, imagining the scene of flowers in the coming day, and her heart was as sweet as eating honey.

"Mrs. Lin, what are you looking at, I see that you have been squatting here for a long time, be careful of numbness in your feet," Aunt Li walked closer with the basket on her shoulder, and saw Lu Mengjian staring intently at the vegetable seedlings on the ground, she couldn't help but feel funny, but Lu Mengjian was startled.

"Hey, Aunt Li is here," Lu Mengjian slammed together, his steps staggered for a while, Aunt Li hurriedly helped him, Lu Mengjian stood still and looked down at Yueji Xiaomiao who almost stepped in front of him, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

"You, you're so anxious, this cabbage has only been planted for a few days, and you can't grow up in a day if you look at them like this!" Aunt Li smiled, "I don't know if Mr. Lin is better, the old hen at home has suddenly become more diligent these days, and she can lay two eggs a day, which is just used to make up for Mr. Lin's body." "

"Aunt Li, how embarrassing is this, we have been in the village for a few days, you have been taking care of it, you have received too many favors on weekdays, this egg can not be collected anymore anyway, you can take it for Zhong'er, Zhong'er is also the time to grow up now......" Lu Mengjian strongly refused.

"It's all from the villagers, it's right to help each other, Lin Niangzi, you're welcome. Zhong'er has been coming back with Mr. to eat at noon in the past two days, and this small bag of cornmeal is not much, so I will put it here first, and when the farm work is busy, Zhong'er will inevitably have to come over to rub the rice again," Aunt Li took the opportunity to put the pocket in her hand next to the rice jar, she knew that if she gave it directly, Lu Mengjian would inevitably feel guilty, so she found an excuse to send the noodles out.

The village has given few bundles, how can it withstand food, not to mention that the Lin family has no food, and I am afraid that I will inevitably starve this spring. Li Dazhuang is already well-known for his warm-heartedness in the village, and Aunt Li selfishly treated her like a sister after learning about Lu Mengjian's life experience.

Lu Mengjian saw the small bag of noodles, estimated how many catties it weighed, and had mixed feelings in his heart, his eyes suddenly reddened, and he was silent for a long time, and finally stopped refusing, and knelt on the ground with a plop.

Instead, Aunt Li was taken aback, "You kid, what are you doing, hurry up." "

"Aunt Li, I really don't know how to thank you. I, Lu Mengjian, swear that if I have the opportunity to repay you for saving your life in the future, the grace of dripping water will be reciprocated by a spring! Lu Mengjian kowtowed three times in a row and stood up, but his eyes were unprecedentedly firm, and that kind of expression was a perseverance that Aunt Li had never seen in her life.

"Okay, Mrs. Lin, I don't want to repay Zhong'er and his father, I just hope that you and Mr. can be well, after all, we have all experienced hardships and know how difficult it is to live! You are still young, and there is still a long way to go, so you have to support each other to persevere......"

"If you don't dislike it, just call me Mengjian," Lu Mengjian has always kept a distance from Aunt Li, and it is not until today that he is willing to fully accept it.

Aunt Li felt her change and excitedly agreed.

At noon, Lu Mengjian made a bowl of egg custard, and after feeding it to Lin Daimo, he sat on the edge of the bed with a bowl and was stunned.

Relying on relief alone is never the way to live, but in this closed-minded ancient times, it is almost impossible for a woman to have a way to make a living. And farming, I'm afraid that before the grain harvest, I'm already hungry to a handful of skinny bones, but in addition, what can be done, since ancient times, which common people have not relied on the sky to eat.

The residual egg custard gradually lost its moisture, condensing into the shape of a flower at the bottom of the bowl, Lu Mengjian looked down, just saw the flowers at the bottom of the bowl, and suddenly gave birth to a trace of inspiration in his mind.

Lu Mengjian herself studied biology, and when she was a doctor, she specialized in the study of flowers, and she herself is extremely proficient in flower planting. In the past, flowers themselves were a popular commodity, and a pot of precious flowers could sell for sky-high prices, while ordinary decorative flowers could also create a lot of value. Since ancient times, there has been no shortage of people who love flowers and cherish flowers, which is not a huge business opportunity......

Thinking of this, Lu Mengjian became more and more excited, and took the bowl around the room again and again, and she began to recall the flowers she had seen in her previous life, peonies, peonies, tulips, and lilies......

Those flowers seemed to be blooming in front of him, and Lu Mengjian's steps were light, like walking through the flowers.

"You, what are you doing...... a faint male voice pulled her back to reality from her dream, Lu Mengjian stopped suddenly, and turned his head to see Lin Daimo staring at him in shock, although his handsome and clean face was still weak, but he still couldn't hide his handsomeness.

"You're finally awake, is it still in pain? Are you hungry, I'll cook for you," Lu Mengjian was still immersed in the joy he had just envisioned, and there was a hint of a smile on his face.

"I'm not hungry, what's wrong with me?" Lin Daimo's voice was hoarse, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort to speak.

Lu Mengjian sat down on the edge of the bed, tried it on Lin Daimo's forehead with the back of his hand, and after confirming that there was no fever, he calmed down, "Do you know how scary it was yesterday, what are you ...... Well, you're weak, so you'll have to stay in bed for a few more days. "

"Hmm," Lin Daimo knew that it was not as simple as Lu Mengjian said, but his body became more and more tired, and he fell asleep again in the blink of an eye.

Lu Mengjian listened to his well-proportioned breathing and sighed lightly, "Who did you provoke to do such a black hand to you......"