After resting for about ten minutes, several people continued to work in the field until eight o'clock, leaving only the green melon seedlings around them to crawl and stretch freely.

In the center of the ground, the bundled wheat is in a large circle, the ears of wheat are facing upwards, and they are being exposed to the scorching sun.

But these jobs, don't be in a hurry, Huo Minglou took the two children to the backyard to wash, cut the wheat for a few hours, his back was already soaked with sweat, and the clothes were attached to his body, which was very uncomfortable.

Sure enough, not only did he have, but he had more complete than he used.

There are several kinds of soap alone, washing clothes, washing hands, washing faces, bathing, classified, packed in a rattan box, never mixed, and the shampoo is contained in a delicate white porcelain jar, dug out, it is a black-brown paste that he has never seen, twisted it by hand, the paste is delicate, with a little faint smell of Chinese medicine that can not be distinguished, scrub on the hair, the foam is rich, after rinsing, the scalp is refreshing, the hair is smooth, there is no dryness.

With Li He here, he didn't ask anything, after washing, Ling Zhi prepared a brand new towel for him, he didn't feel strange, changed into clean clothes, stood under the grape trellis, looked at the neat and lush vegetable garden in front of him, the corners of his lips slowly raised, and the bottom of his eyes was like a blue deep sea, boundless.

Li He was inevitably surprised in the face of this battle, and thought to himself, Doctor Song has been too meticulous in his life, if he is an ordinary person, he can't afford to raise it, and then think about Huo Minglou's identity, and feel that the two of them are worthy of looking at each other, just this kind of living habits, it is a proper match.

Song Hongguo rinsed briefly in the bathroom, after changing clothes, he went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast, the cool skin made last night, one by one smeared with a layer of oil and stacked on the grate, folded a few times, cut into large and wide strips, shook off, and rested in a noodle bowl more than ten centimeters wide, so that the two skins could be eight points full.

The side dishes prepared this time, in addition to the shredded carrots, she also reluctantly picked a few cucumbers early, and the cucumbers that can only grow at the end of the month are only a palm-size, thin, with soft thorns, and the yellow flowers on the top of the head are even more pretty, lovely, after being cut into thin strips, the unique fresh breath comes to the face, and the mind is a lot clearer.

Put the side dishes in the yard, and then add seasonings spoons and spoons, soy sauce, vinegar, and sugar to enhance the freshness, dilute the sesame sauce to increase the flavor, and finally drizzle it like a spoonful of chili oil, which instantly becomes vibrant.

Under the persimmon tree, several people sat on stools, holding a noodle bowl with blue flowers on a white background, feasting.

There's nothing like good food to soothe a tired body.

Huo Minglou usually eats elegantly, but at this moment, it is rare to be a little faster, between the delicate eyebrows and eyes, there is a satisfied comfort, and there is such an expectation for the future.

And Li He was rough, he didn't raise his head to eat, he put an extra spoonful of chili oil, his spicy forehead kept sweating, but he only felt hearty, and when he put down the bowl, his whole body was full of strength, and he felt that he could cut another two acres of land.

Cutting again, there is no more, the rest of the work, relatively easy and simple, in the village, are all done by the elderly, the last day's work, only three or four centimeters, who can't call it vigorous.

And they did it more comfortably, in the big shady field under the pear tree, there was the wind blowing, there was mung bean soup to drink, and there was a kind of radio in their ears to listen to the board play, and the work was like playing.

Huo Minglou and Li He each held a wooden stick, sat on a bamboo chair, and kept knocking on the wheat ears on the ground, and soon, the wheat grains fell off one after another, and the remaining wheat stalks, the two children combed them smoothly, tied them up, and put them in the firewood shed in the backyard.

In the countryside, there are no useless things, such as wheat straw, the biggest use, is to lay the roof, mixed with yellow mud, do not encounter hail and strong winds, can be managed for several years without repairing, every household will be prepared all year round, especially if there are many sons in the family, you need to build a house to marry a daughter-in-law, this wheat straw will become more demanding.

Another use, is to weave things, soaked in water soft, first braided into a long braid, and then sewn out a variety of shapes with cotton thread, the most common is a straw hat, the countryside people have a top, in addition, baskets, frames can be braided, woven out clean, with the unique fragrance of plants and trees, can be used to hold food.

Even more ingenious, you can also paint with wheat straw.

No matter how bad it is, you can still cook on the fire.

When there were more and more wheat grains, Song Hongguo put them away with a dustpan and found a windy place, and as the wheat grains fell from a high place, the light wheat grains drifted away with the wind.

The wheat treated in this way is transported to the flat roof to dry for a few days, and then it can be bagged and stored after it is dry and has no moisture, otherwise it will become moldy and deteriorate.

When it was eleven o'clock, Song Hongguo saw that there was not much work, so she went to the kitchen to prepare lunch, Huo Minglou felt sorry for her and asked her to eat as she pleased.

Fished out a black fish from the pond, and reluctantly went to the backyard to cut a handful of leeks, the oily meat made with wild boar before, also churned out, cut into large slices of uniform thickness, fried with green and red peppers, the fragrance was domineering and strong, until it ran to the pear tree outside the courtyard, and the few people who were tempted to work were restless.

The black fish is still sliced into thin slices, together with sauerkraut, and Huo Minglou's favorite sauerkraut fish is made, leeks and sea rice, fungus, and vermicelli are mixed into fillings, and the new wheat flour milled this year is wrapped into dumplings, although the skin is not white enough, but the taste is fragrant enough.

In addition, she also mixed a refreshing cold dish, fried peanuts over a slow fire, and added a crispy pot, four dishes and one soup were placed on the stone table, which could also support the scene.

She also took out a few bowls of vegetables, packed them in baskets, and asked Ling Zhi and Ling Yuan to send them to Zhao Baoqing and Zhao Yulian.

Staring at the basket, to be exact.

When the basket is opened, every bowl is brought out, there is a sound of inhalation around it, a bowl of crispy pot, a bowl of fried oily meat, a bowl of dumplings, all three things are filled with sharp points, exuding a seductive fragrance.

Zhao Baoqing smiled with wrinkles on his face, not all for these things, the main thing was to give him a long face, after he sandwiched a few chopsticks in each bowl, the rest was divided among the children and grandchildren below.

Zhao Yulian pulled Ling Yuan and asked a few words, Ling Yuan was sweet and well-behaved, and he said it neatly, which not only demonstrated Song Hongguo's filial piety, but also eliminated the envy, jealousy and hatred of others, he now knows the essence of making a fortune in a muffled voice, and knows how to make money not exposed, so after he finished speaking, everyone in the village knew that these rare foods were sent by Huo Minglou, and they just borrowed flowers to offer Buddha.

Rao is like this, and there are many people who have hot eyes, especially those who have school-age daughters at home, who doesn't want to have such a generous son-in-law? The key is to be good-looking and capable!