After Cuihua cleaned up the kitchen, washed the children's clothes, boiled the hot water for the family's washing, dragged the two ends out to wash the white, and waited for herself to clean up and lie on the bed with a bit of an out-of-body body, just like a war, all relying on the memory and conditioned reflexes of the original body.

After all, I just came, and I haven't digested all the memories of other people, so it's not easy to collapse the character, and this body has just been carried over by heat stroke, and it's still a little weak.

Without waiting for her to start in a daze, the two heads pounced: "Mother, mother, what are you cooking tomorrow?" Hee-hee..... "The big head is not to be outdone" Mother, tell stories, I want to listen to stories! ”

At the time of washing the dishes, Cuihua racked her brains and thought for a while, the story of the children, she still knows some drops.

"Listen to the children, the story of Cuihua's mother is told!"

"One day, the black eagle (crow) got a piece of meat and was seen by the fox. The fox was eager to get the piece of meat from the black owl's mouth. But the black eagle had meat in its mouth on the branch, and the fox had no way to get it under the tree. ”

It rolled its eyes: "My best pot friend, Black Eagle, have you eaten dinner?" The black eagle did not answer.

"Black owl, are your children okay? I heard them fighting yesterday! The black eagle glanced at the fox, but still did not answer.

The fox wagged his tail, "Your feathers are so beautiful, colorful, more beautiful than any other bird!" The black owl held his head high, but still did not speak.

The fox cleared his throat and begged very seriously: "Friend of the basin, your voice is so good, more beautiful than the nightingale, can you sing me a song?" ”

The black owl was very proud when he heard this, and began to sing. But as soon as he opened his mouth, the meat fell off, and the fox ran away with the meat in his mouth. ”

"Hahaha, the black owl is really a stupid bird, so this is the meat for the fox to cheat!" The two heads laughed so hard that their stomachs hurt and rolled around on the bed.

"Liar fox is really cunning, mother, can a fox really become a vixen? , they often curse vixens! The big head was puzzled.

"Uh, the vixen is a kind of swearing, and this fox is not the same, okay, okay, tonight's story, sleep!"

When the little snoring sounded, Cuihua was not asleep, she was still digesting the memories of the original body, her mother-in-law's side: her father-in-law was a carpenter, and her mother-in-law gave birth to a daughter and a son to her father-in-law, and died of illness when Heiwa was 5 years old. A year later, Lao Yuan Tou remarried his stepmother Ma, and Ma passed the door and gave birth to two more sons.

Yuan Lao Er is 15 years old this year, learning the craft of iron, and has not yet married a wife, and the third is 13 years old this year, and he doesn't like to learn the craft.

When she was in her mother's house, she relied on her sister-in-law to work, lazy, mean-mouthed, and famous, and she was not married to a widower until she was 20 years old. dragged her stepdaughter Yuan Damei until she was 18 years old before allowing her to marry, just to do housework, laundry and cooking for her for a few more years, and pull the two babies she gave birth to.

The honest and diligent Yuan eldest sister married to the Gou family in Heigou Village, Maliu County next door, and never gave birth to a child, she was very tormented by her mother-in-law's family.

After the old sage and the prince of the Great Xia Dynasty died violently one after another, the sons of several vassal kings in the east and west of the south did not obey anyone, and they all wanted to be the boss, so they recruited troops and horses in their respective domains, and wanted to enter the capital to be the master, the queen mother and the grandson took the throne, and the old uncle controlled the court.

The southwest belongs to the domain of the four princes of the king of Shu, the king of Shu is the son of the old sage, the concubine Niangniang, in addition to the king of Lu (line two) of the virtuous concubine in the east, and the king of Ning (the boss), the son of the concubine Ning (the boss), the prince of the queen ranks third.

After digesting this information, I began to worry: This original man is also called Heiwa, but I don't know if this Heiwa and his wife have also experienced the same way as themselves, and they have been arrested for military service, and I don't know if they are dead or alive, thinking of this, I patted my head!

Let's just say that I forgot something big, my mother's space, I don't know if it's still there, silently, and instantly appeared in the space. Look up to the sky and howl, God treats me kindly!

The space is still the same space, just like before the car accident, she patrols the warehouse, looking at the seedlings that are heading in the rice field, and the long-staple cotton that can already be picked, she is satisfied at the same time, but also anxious, he can't come to this job!

Leave a letter in the study, explain your current situation, and then, pick up a basket of eggs and a basket of duck eggs back to the kitchen, boil 50 eggs in one go, put them on the table, add a meal first, eat 8 eggs, and drink a pound of milk!

finally had a sense of satiety, this original body had a lot of strength and a large amount of food, and she married into the Yuan family, and she never let go of her fullness.

If she lets go of the whole, she can eat the amount of the whole family alone, this used to be a mountain people, and there is meat to eat all year round to be hungry, now the people in the village can eat meat several times a month, and vegetarian meals are even less important, two meals of porridge a day, eat a full of water.

I hiccuped and went to the mountains to pick a few peaches, and a life without after-dinner fruit is not a complete life!

Think about it, there's something to eat out there this season, oh yes! Persimmon can! There are a lot of wild persimmon trees on the mountain, the size of an egg, there is a longan persimmon in the space, a very excellent variety, no seeds, sweet as honey, I picked a bamboo basket, and I will come back to work tomorrow night for the cubs to taste.

The biological clock allows this body to wake up naturally at the hour of the hour, and the sky is slightly bright. Cuihua got up to cook porridge as usual, went to the vegetable garden and plucked the unwrapped cabbage, cut it into granules, poured it when the porridge was almost ripe, put salt, and put some peanut oil, smuggled it herself, and stirred the porridge until it was thick.

Scoop up a pot of kimchi, cut into shreds, put some sesame oil and stir it, and the rice is ready! I've never cooked such a simple meal! Moreover, the people here do not eat lunch, they eat twice a day, and they go to work after breakfast, and they do not leave the house until night.

After the family finished swallowing breakfast, Lao Yuan Tou was arranging work for the second and third children, and Cuihua didn't care about living in the fields after the autumn harvest.

This year's weather is abnormal, there are not a few rains throughout the year, the mountains and rivers are dry like streams, this year's autumn contraction has been reduced by half, and after the autumn tax is paid, ten acres of thin fields are estimated to have four or five hundred catties of rice left, not enough to eat!