Many jade have no parents, no in-laws, no elders in the family, and only many beauties and a sister around them, and women's confinement is a big deal, so this matter of serving confinement falls on the heads of many beauties.

Recently, many beauties have to take care of many Yuyuezi, and they will inevitably neglect to take care of their families, but Gao Mingcheng said that he understands that sisterhood is deep, and the child is not surnamed Zhang, but surnamed Xu, so many beauties are also happy to take care of them.

Therefore, many beauties only take care of three meals a day at home, and spend most of their time in many jade homes, until many jade bodies have almost recovered, and then go less.

Nowadays, most of the women in the village have given birth naturally, and because they have always needed to work, after they started, they gave birth very quickly, and only when they encountered an improper fetal position, this was more troublesome.

The recovery of the mother who gave birth naturally is faster than that of the woman who had a caesarean section, generally about three days, the recovery is almost the same, she can get out of bed and walk around, and she can have the ability to take care of herself, but the body is still a little weak.

Gao Mingcheng contracted the work in the field, fortunately, he has good physical fitness, and the waste of physical work such as farming is not very tiring for him.

He sowed milk vetch in his own field and in his grandmother's field, as for his parents' house, firstly, there were not enough seeds, and secondly, his father felt that this thing was like a weed, which would take away the power of the land, and his father wanted to tear it off when it was originally grown wild, let alone sow seeds.

But Grandma Xi and Gao Zhuang will obviously listen to his advice and approve of his actions.

In the words of the fine grandmother, anyway, it is necessary to grow wild grass, so it is good to plant milk vetch, the flowers are beautiful, and the milk vetch is very tender, it can still be eaten as a vegetable.

There was nothing big on this day, Gao Mingcheng found a free time and went to Grandma's house to sit down.

Since he moved to Niuweiling, he has been to Grandma's house less often, but fortunately, Grandma's family has newly married a daughter-in-law, and this daughter-in-law is still very powerful, and she will soon get pregnant, so this small courtyard is full of laughter and anticipation for the future every day.

It is completely different from the dull lifesickness of the previous life.

This change of fate made Gao Mingcheng feel very good.

The work of the grandmother's family is almost busy, and in the recent period, the main thing is to turn the ground, sow seeds, plant winter vegetables, and then water them, and wait for the seeds to break through the soil and sprout and grow.

Grandma Xi looked at Gao Mingcheng with a sad face and said, "Mingcheng, how is that well in your house?" Is there a lot of water? ”

The water in the old village is tight, and a piece of water has to be used several times, and if you can not take a bath, then you will resolutely not take a bath.

Therefore, if you smell carefully, you can smell a smell from the people in the village.

Gao Mingcheng thought that Grandma Xi was worried about running out of water, so he said: "My well is very good, there is a spring below, the water quality is good, and there is a lot of water." In this way, if I have time, I can bring you two buckets of water every day, or let Gao Zhuang go to me to carry water at any time. ”

Gao Zhuang hurriedly said: "Brother Mingcheng, don't you mention it, it's really short of water, I'll mention it myself." The water at home is barely okay, and grandma is thinking about making sweet potato flour. In the first half of this year, a lot of sweet potatoes were planted, and the sweet potatoes were stored in the cellar at this time, but after a long time, they would also be bad, so I thought about making sweet potato flour. ”

Gao Mingcheng understood as soon as he heard it, making sweet potato flour requires a lot of water, and with the current situation of the well in the old village, he can't afford to supply the fine grandmother to make sweet potato flour.

But his family has a small population and a well with a lot of water, so he can supply sweet potato flour once, and he likes to eat sweet potato flour, so he decisively said: "Okay, let's do it today!" Now take the sweet potatoes out of the cellar right away, and start grinding and precipitating! By tomorrow you will be able to make sweet potato flour! ”

When Gao Zhuang heard this, he was happy.

Grandma has been worrying about sweet potatoes these days.

The original plan was very good, but the weather was dry and there was a shortage of water in the second half of the year, so many things were not easy to do.

Because of the dry weather, they dug up the sweet potatoes in advance and stacked them at home, which is definitely not good, but their people here will dig a cellar in the mountains to store vegetables such as sweet potatoes and potatoes.

In the bamboo forest in front of the old village, a small bamboo forest, more than a dozen cellars were dug up, and the cellars of Gao Zhuang's family were also dug there.

After the decision was made, Gao Mingcheng and Gao Zhuang went to the bamboo forest cellar to get sweet potatoes.

The cellar here is not dug deep, it is only about three meters, tall and thin, so naturally he will go down to the cellar to carry sweet potatoes.

He stepped on a simple homemade ladder, went down to the cellar, and then began to put the sweet potatoes inside into the bamboo basket, and after it was full, Gao Mingcheng carried the bamboo basket up.

A thick rope was tied to the handle of the bamboo basket, and Gao Mingcheng lifted the bamboo basket along the rope. Then stack the sweet potatoes inside in a larger basket and throw them down for Gao Zhuang to load.

The two cooperated, and after being busy for a while, they almost moved all the sweet potatoes, Gao Zhuang came up along the ladder and said, "There are still more than twenty or thirty catties left, and grandma said that she would keep it for cooking porridge in winter." ”

"Okay, you can arrange it." Gao Mingcheng said, and then went directly to his house with a sweet potato on a flat pole.

When he arrived at his house, Gao Mingcheng took two buckets of water from the well, found the big basin again, and said to Gao Zhuang: "You pick sweet potatoes here, throw away the bad ones, and wash the mud off the good ones." I'll pick the rest. ”

His strength is stronger than Gao, so he gave Gao Zhuang a relatively easy job.

Gao Zhuang responded, took a small bench to sit on, and began to work.

Not long after, Gao Mingcheng came over with a load of sweet potatoes, along with Grandma Xi and He Xiuman.

He Xiuman's belly is getting bigger and bigger, but her movements are still very convenient, and she can do some light work.

Gao Mingcheng went back and forth again before picking all the sweet potatoes from Gao Zhuang's family.

His sweet potatoes are naturally more than these, except for those left in the cellar, the rest have been eaten one after another, since the sweet potatoes are ripe, the breakfast at home is basically sweet potato porridge.

"Mingcheng, where are your sweet potatoes? Take it out and make it together! Grandma said as she cleaned the sweet potatoes.

Gao Mingcheng was embarrassed for a few seconds, his sweet potato bar was too little.

I didn't plant much, and I made a batch of dried sweet potatoes to eat for snacks, and the rest was at most a hundred catties, just like this, he was impatient to make sweet potato flour.

Sweet potato flour is delicious, but the process is also very troublesome.

Nowadays, most people are self-sufficient, and they make whatever they want to eat, but in the future, they will take the sweet potatoes to a special workshop to make sweet potato flour, instead of doing it themselves.

Although there are few sweet potatoes in his family, it is okay to mix them together and then divide some sweet potato flour.

So Gao Mingcheng went to get his sweet potatoes back.

Gao Zhuang's family has a cellar, and Gao Mingcheng naturally dug a cellar, and his cellar was dug in a forest at the foot of Niuweiling Mountain.

When he picked the sweet potatoes back, the sharp-eyed tall man exclaimed, "Brother Mingcheng, why are your sweet potatoes so big!" It's twice the size of my house! ”

Grandma Xi and He Xiuman also hurriedly looked over, and sure enough, they found that the sweet potatoes Gao Mingcheng picked up were indeed bigger than their family.

Sweet potatoes are drought-tolerant crops, but the dry weather will still affect the yield, this year's dry days, the labor of the tall and strong family is insufficient, and the watering and fertilization are not so diligent, so the size of the sweet potatoes is not very large.

But there is no shortage of water here in Gao Mingcheng, so the watering is diligent, and the sweet potatoes naturally grow better.

"This shows that I am very good at farming!" Gao Mingcheng smiled, piled the sweet potatoes on the ground, and began to work together.

If you want to eat delicious sweet potato flour, you start by cleaning the sweet potato.

First of all, the sweet potatoes are cleaned, and there is no need to peel them, just peel off the unsightly scar marks, and rub the rest on an iron plate.

Of course, this iron plate has another mystery, use iron nails to nail a lot of holes in the iron plate, then the back of the iron plate will be uneven, and use these uneven positions to grind the sweet potato into slag.

(End of chapter)