Chapter Seventy-Five: What Voice? (Ask for follow-up)
Getting on the dumplings and getting off the car, Han Li still left the dumplings that Han's mother gave him when he left Sijiu City.
I haven't eaten dumplings for a long time, not to mention how the dumplings taste, anyway, he eats very comfortably.
Han Li patted his full stomach and walked out of the state-run restaurant, wondering if these pork would also be eaten with dumplings.
When the time comes, get some wild vegetables or mushrooms with pork, and the dumplings will be delicious.
Then Han Li felt a little tired when he thought about rolling out the dumpling wrappers and turning them into dumplings one by one.
Forget it, forget it, pork is quite delicious whether it is fried or stewed.
By the time Han Li arrived at the agreed place, the five girls hadn't even come over.
Obviously, last time I said that there was nothing to visit in the small county, but this time I haven't finished shopping until now.
However, Han Li was not in a hurry, he found a place to sit down, took out a book from his satchel and slowly flipped through it.
It wasn't long before the five girls came together, but they looked like something good had happened with smiles on their faces.
"What's going on? Look at the beautiful drops for you, the big snot bubbles are laughing. ”
Yang Xiuying whispered: "A few of us just met a big brother who sells pork without tickets, everyone wants a little, let's go back and exchange some beans and eggplant to eat two delicious meals, and the rest is salted and saved for the autumn harvest." ”
Han Li: "Could it be that the wild boar fell off the cliff on its own and happened to fall to its death in front of their family?" ”
"No, how do you know?"
"Because I met an old man and bought a little bit of it, and that's what he said."
"Love, it's so boring, we thought we could take the lead."
"Let's go pick up something, it's not going to be easy to get back this time."
There is nothing to pick about the water tank and the jar, as long as the porcelain surface is not lacking and cracked.
The Yun family sisters and He Mi quickly picked it out, and this time Han Li also bought a jar.
In the end, a carriage was hired to bring it back to Shanghe Village, and several of them followed the carriage on foot like last time.
However, the basket and everything were put on the carriage, and it was easier for everyone to move forward lightly while chatting.
Along the way, the wind and waves were calm, and I returned to Shanghe Village to unload, scrub, and carry water.
He was just about to go home when an olive-green postman pulled up to them on a two-eight bar.
"Han Li, Hao Hongmin, Yang Xiuying, Yun Jingjing, here is your letter, as well as Comrade Han Li's remittance slip, come and sign for it."
The postman's loud voice immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding villagers, who were full of envy.
Only He Mi didn't believe it, but she didn't seem to be too disappointed on her face.
"Thank you."
Han Li looked at the remittance slip in his hand, thinking to himself how good it would be to come yesterday, and after signing it, he asked casually.
"Comrade Postman, is there an expiration date for this remittance order?"
"You can go over and pick it up at any time within two months, and we'll send the money back to where it came after two months."
It can be retrieved within two months, and Han Li really doesn't want to go to the county seat again recently.
"Thank you."
The postman left with his front foot, and the villagers gathered around him.
"Han Zhiqing, did your parents send you money again?"
"Well, a little bit."
"Han Zhiqing, you are not sincere, how much is this point?"
"Huh...... It's the money to buy a pack of cigarettes, and there is something else in my house that you can talk about first. ”
After Han Li finished speaking, he went home, he had never had a good face for this kind of person who wanted to get to the bottom of it.
As for what they said, Han Li didn't care at all, it was nothing more than some sour words.
This kind of person who can't eat grapes and says that grapes are sour will not lack them no matter where they are or at any time.
I opened the letter and took a look, this letter was dictated by Han's mother and ghostwritten by Sister Han.
There are still some trivial matters at home in the letter, and there is also concern for his body...... Wait a minute.
After reading the letter, he found that the time was only half past three, and after collecting the letter and remittance slip, Han Li changed into work clothes and carried the basket on his back.
With the saber he bought today, he was ready to go up the mountain.
Since the plastic sheeting was already available, he had to prepare a little more wood.
This was because Han Li planned to build a small bathroom for bathing during the long winter months.
It is said that the bathhouse in the northeast is more comfortable than the one in Sijiu City, but after the snow, you can't get out of the village, and everything is in vain.
The only thing that was inconvenient was the use of water, and Han Li planned to build a well when he started.
But there were only two communal wells in the village, and it would be too much for him to build a single well.
This bathroom is made of a thick tree trunk on the outside and a wooden plank that has been broken down by itself on the inside.
The middle is filled with plastic sheeting and earth, and finally a small hole that can be opened and closed can be ventilated.
This room must be small, and it will be convenient to wash or steam it at that time.
When the time comes, connect the bathroom with your current house, and you can go directly to the kang after washing.
However, all of this was Han Li's preliminary plan, and this could be done before it got cold.
Han Li's main purpose on the mountain was to find a suitable pine tree and use it to make the wall outside the bathroom.
As for the planks inside, Han Li chose the most common lime tree in the local area, which should be the most suitable wood he had ever learned.
The linden tree itself contains special oil, which is wear-resistant, corrosion-resistant, and not easy to crack after being decomposed into wooden boards.
Han Li searched the mountains for suitable wood and stones, and picked up some usable mushrooms and wild fruits along the way.
And Yang Xiuying was still like that after receiving the letter, Hao Hongmin's heart seemed to have become heavier.
The two sisters of the Yun family went out holding hands after reading the letter on the side, and when they came back, their eyes were a little swollen.
It was already a little dark when Han Li walked down the mountain, and his harvest today was not bad.
Not only did he receive a lot of wood and stones for his own use, but he also filled his back basket.
Turning a corner in front of him, he could see the village, and Han Li, who was concentrating on his journey, suddenly heard a strange sound.
If you listen closely, the sound is coming from the grass in front of you, and it seems that someone is crying in a low voice.
"Dead ghost, you're trying to swallow me."
"Whoever made you thin skin and tender meat, I just want you to know how good I am."
When Han Li heard this, I leaned on ...... It's not dark yet, is it?
You just broadcast content like this, can I listen to it for free as a young man?
Have you considered my body and how I feel at the moment?
Han Li took two steps back slightly, bypassing this position and turning to leave.
His heart is beating a little faster right now, which is stronger than a two-hour punch.
Today's harvest on the mountain doesn't seem to be so fragrant, go home and drink a big cup of chrysanthemum tea, and then take a cold shower.
Thanks to the big guy for the reward, Mao Sui begged for [follow-up] and various tickets.
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