"Cluck, cluck"

"Chirp chirp"

In the bamboo forest, a flower hen with a group of chicks is looking for food everywhere, picking up fallen leaves and mud with one left paw and the other paw, carefully looking for insects. Whenever the insects are picked up from the fallen leaves and silt, they "cluck" and beckon the chicks to come over, and the chicks will run over when they hear the cries of the hens.

It was a quiet morning, and it was lively and warm because of the cries of hens and chicks.

"Goo Goo Goo Goo

Hearing the sound of a rooster crowing, Yueyan got up from the chaise longue and picked up the bowl with broken rice on the stone table, and sprinkled the broken rice in the bowl under the peach tree, simulating the rooster crow to lure the hen here.

When Lin Hao came back from the Qingming Festival, he bought 100 catties of rice and put it at home. The rice produced by the rice threshing machine for 70 years was uneven, and at that time, Yueyan borrowed the sieve from Aunt Zhang's house to sieve out the broken rice, planning to feed the chickens and ducks at home in the future.

Yueyan is a meat eater in both her past life and this life, and she is hungry if she doesn't eat meat for three days. There are animals in the space, but those animals have been in the space for a long time and are infinitely close to the low-level demon beasts, although they have not opened their spiritual intelligence, but they are not what Yueyan's current cultivation can eat.

If you go to the town to buy it, it will be too conspicuous if you buy too much, and you have no choice but to raise your own chickens to eat.

Five days ago, a family in the village brought two litters of chickens back to raise, a total of 24 chicks, plus a hen cost five yuan. During the day, the chickens are raised in the yard and raised in the space at night, so that these chickens can absorb some of the aura in the space and shorten the growth period of the chickens.

Before the chicks grew up, Yueyan would go to the back mountain every morning to hunt, catch pheasants and rabbits and come back to eat, and send a pheasant or hare to Aunt Zhang's house every few days.

Because of the relationship between cultivation and good food, it was like a different person in just twenty days. Her skin is fair and red, her eyes are bright and bright, and her smile is subtle and gentle, not like a rural daughter-in-law at all, but like a city girl.

After Yueyan made money by herself in her previous life, she never wronged herself, and the clothes she wore on her body may not be famous brands, but they are all bought with good quality, and the fabrics are soft and comfortable. Yueyan's skin is delicate, and the fabric of the clothes she wears on her body is rough, and she is often uncomfortable.

You can't buy good quality clothes in small places, and even if you can buy them, Yueyan is not ready to wear them. Although I don't want to admit my marriage to Lin Hao, I am a married woman after all, so I should pay attention to it.

If they are well dressed, those long-mouthed women will definitely say: What kind of trouble is it for a young daughter-in-law to be so well-dressed when her husband is away from home for a long time? Is it trying to seduce wild men?

No matter what era there is, there is no shortage of such people, and Yueyan doesn't want to verify herself. In order to avoid those gossips, no matter how uncomfortable it was to be awkwardly by the clothes, Yueyan had no choice but to endure it.

In her previous life, Yueyan liked things with classical charm, such as oil-paper umbrellas, bluestone roads, and courtyards.

Now these things are very common in this life, but Yueyan can only stay at home every day in order to avoid being pressed as a "restless" hat. When I was in a hurry, I went to the mountains to pick wild fruits or dig some herbs and plant them in the space, and even Aunt Zhang and Aunt Lin rarely went to their homes.

There are young men in Aunt Zhang's family and Aunt Lin's family, and when Yueyan goes, she goes when the two men are not at home, and Yueyan has always avoided misunderstandings.

In the previous life, Yueyan's cousin-in-law and Yueyan were high school classmates, and that cousin-in-law chatted with Yueyan on the Internet every three or five days, and Yueyan ended up in a few words, and would rather offend her cousin-in-law than let her cousin misunderstand because of this.

I don't know what happened to that cousin-in-law in my previous life, Yueyan has always been cold to him, but he still often finds various reasons to find Yueyan. Yueyan was annoyed, and made the last call to her cousin, telling her what was going on with her brother-in-law and how she always said something inexplicable to herself. I don't care what happens to my cousin and his wife when that phone call comes.

A phone call passed, and my cousin-in-law was quiet. In the first half a year of Yueyan's rebirth, she didn't look for Yueyan.

In this life, you must not be careless, lest others gossip.

Shaking his head, not thinking about those troublesome things, Yueyan sank down and continued to look down at the book. These books on the table were found by Yueyan in the waste collection station last time, and books on various subjects in high school, poems, essays, and medical books were piled up on the table.

What Yueyan is holding in his hand is reading the "Compendium of Materia Medica".

In her previous life, Yueyan studied Chinese medicine with an uncle in the family for two years when she was a child, and after that uncle passed away, no one taught her. Now that there is a chance, of course Yueyan wants to regain this skill, and learning Chinese medicine well will definitely be useful for alchemy in the future.

After being reborn, Yueyan found that she not only had the golden finger of portable space, but also had unforgettable memories, so after finishing her work in the vegetable field, Yueyan stayed at home to read a book.

"The dew, when the autumn dew is heavy, go to the flowers and plants in the morning to collect it. The smell is sweet, flat and non-toxic. Indications: It is used to decoction to moisten the lungs and kill insects, or to adjust the powder for the treatment of scabies and worms into external dressing, which can enhance the efficacy. Seeing the prescription for dew, Yueyan was very surprised. I don't know if I don't see it, but I didn't expect that dew is actually a medicine.

Look at the sky, the sun has just come out, and the young leaves on the trees still have dewdrops that have not dissipated. Maybe dew and other things can be used to make skin care products, I wonder how different there is between skin care products made with dew and Linghu water?

Thinking of this, Yue Yan hurriedly returned to the house and took a bowl out to collect dew, and just after collecting a small half bowl of dew, Yue Yan heard a knock on the door.

"Is anyone home?"

"Is Chen Yueyan at home?"

Hearing the voice, Yue Yan waved her hand and put away the books on Table Mountain, which could not be seen.

Yueyan opened the door and saw a postman standing at the door, holding a letter in one hand, keeping his hand up and preparing to continue knocking on the door.

"I am Chen Yueyan, do you have my letter?" Seeing the letter in the postman's hand, could it be the letter written back by Lin Hao? But didn't Lin Hao come out and not write letters? At least the original owner came out and never received a letter from Lin Hao, even when Lin Hao returned to school when he just got married, he didn't send a word home.

"Please show your ID!" The postman ignored Yueyan's outstretched hand and said in a flat tone.

"Wait a minute" Yueyan was helpless, so she could only pretend to go back to the house to get her ID card, and Yueyan only put all the things she wanted to use in the bedroom in the space two days ago.

"Please sign for the letter from Beijing!" The postman confirmed that it was correct and handed the letter to Yueyan.

"Thank you!"

took the envelope, it was really a letter written back by Lin Hao. Could it be that there is such a big difference between being famous and being real and being not, for Lin Hao?