Mu Yunhan thought about too many things, and he was a little out of energy when he woke up the next morning.

Half of the coarse grain and half of the white flour are kneaded into thin cakes, brush a layer of oil in the iron pan, cover the pancakes, and fry them slowly over low heat.

After a while, the smell of noodles came out.

The little chubby dog was anxiously humming and chirping around her, and Mu An and Mu Ying also fed the chickens, cleaned the house, and carried water to fill the water tank.

The brother and sister were drooling, hungry, and felt that the recent days were like a dream, so afraid that they would wake up from the dream and go back to the past, and they would be hungry without a meal.

Mu Erniang came out with red eyes and leaned against the wall: "I dreamed of your father last night." He told me that life and death are fateful, and he doesn't blame me. ”

Mu Erniang cried sadly, but her spirit was obviously much better.

When I say it, I just want to open it.

Mu Yunhan asked tentatively: "Did my mother and my father talk a lot in our dreams?" ”

Mu Erniang sighed: "Isn't it?" Just like the real thing. ”

She really felt that Mu Er was by her side, and the couple talked all night, which opened her heart.

I said it was a dream, but there was never such a real dream again.

Mu Yunhan pursed her lips and smiled, maybe, she can rely on this tea and do something?

"Xiaohan, give me some more of your tea."

Mu Erniang asked a little embarrassed, maybe, she can dream of her husband again, right?

Mu Yunhan refused without hesitation: "No." ”

Tea can untie a knot, but it can't help people escape from reality.

How can you live in an illusory dream and daydream all the time?

Mu Erniang was very regretful and said: "Don't worry, Xiaohan, I will take good care of my body and get better sooner, this is what a mother should do." ”

Mu Erniang's eyes flashed with determination, being a mother is strong, and self-pity is the most useless.

"It's good that my mother can figure it out." Mu Yunhan was very relieved and asked his family to have breakfast.

Mu Erniang drank half a bowl of porridge for the first time, and took the initiative to support the courtyard wall and walked around twice.

Mu Yunhan smiled, as long as Mu Erniang got better, she didn't have to worry about the trivial matters at home.

The land that Zhao Lizheng sold to Mu Yunhan is not far from the town, it is very fertile land, and there is a ditch not far away, there is water all year round, and it is cheap to grow anything.

At present, some winter wheat is planted in the field, and it will soon mature.

Zhao Huzi is a good farmer, and the crops are well maintained.

The wheat in the field is much stronger than in other houses, and the ears of wheat are full and heavy, and people are glad to see them.

Mu An was very happy: "Sister, we will soon have our own white noodles to eat!" ”

Mu Yunhan was a little frustrated, she wanted to shovel all the wheat and plant things again.

But if she shovels the wheat, it will inevitably attract a lot of attention, and the secret is easy to be discovered, but it is not good.

Forget it, if you can't do it quickly, let them grow.

Mu Yunhan took Mu An to shovel weeds for a while, and then went home.

She plans to dig up a vacant lot in the corner of the yard and make a home-cooked vegetable patch like the Gu family and plant something special.

The idea was good, but she had never farmed.

In the past, in Mufu, although she and her grandmother took care of the vegetable fields together, the servants of the Mu family did all these things such as digging the ground and fertilizing, and she only did some light things.

As for the original owner, embroidery and needlework must be cultivated, otherwise the work done will not be able to be seen.

It's enough to shovel weeds in the morning, let alone dig up a piece of land to get out.

A few hoes went down, and blood blistered on her palms.