Of course Chen Guifen understands this truth, but she can't be the master of her work.

"You go back and shovel some leavened fat, your uncle is not at home now, and I can't call the shots."

Chen Guifen thought for a while and said, "When he comes back at night, I'll show him the fertile soil, and then I'll see what charter he has, do you think it's okay?" ”

Lu Miao immediately nodded: "Okay, I'll go back and get it." ”

Doing physical work, Lu Miao can't do it.

Now that there is finally an opportunity to use his brain to help, Lu Miao wants to seize it very carefully.

She went back to shoveling the dirt.

There was no suitable container at home, so she looked around and simply vacated the gourd scoop that Fu Jingyou usually filled her with snacks to eat.

Lu Miao sent it twice.

She estimated in her heart that He Hongjin would definitely support this matter, but it was a question of how it was run.

So after sending the fermented fertilizer soil, Lu Miao specially instructed Chen Guifen:

"Auntie, don't throw away eggshells, vegetable gangs, and sweet potato skins at home in the future, you must save them all for me!"

"Okay, I've got it all in mind!"

Lu Miao pulled her, her big eyes swirling, and she continued to come up with ideas:

"Auntie, there is a lot of strength, it's not enough for you to save alone, you must have familiar sisters in the team, right? You call them to save together! Mobilize in short! ”

Chen Guifen understood what Lu Miao meant, but she still couldn't help but be amused by her childish words.

"You kid, if you're not in a hurry to do things, go back and wait for news first. When your uncle finalizes the charter, the rest of the matter will naturally come into being. ”

Lu Miaojiao smiled and nodded, knowing that she was too urgent.

"Auntie, I'll go back first, uncle, you do more work, tell him to hurry up, don't delay too long."

When it gets cold in the day after tomorrow, rain or snow may affect the effectiveness of composting, so we must hurry up.

"Okay."

Chen Guifen laughed disgustedly.

Lu Miao went home with peace of mind.

The two piles of compost at the door have ended their mission, and she is groping at home alone.

Looking at the vegetable seeds that Fu Jingyou sowed in the backyard a few days ago, buds the size of a thumb have already emerged.

Lu Miao found a piece of land on the side of the house in front of the door, cleaned up the dead branches and leaves, and threw out some tree roots, broken tiles, small stones, etc. with small stones and threw them aside.

Dig up the soil little by little, about one meter wide and two meters long, Lu Miao held the fermented fertilizer and mixed it with the loosened soil.

After that, I returned to the backyard and plucked the small vegetable patch where the small sprouts grew densely, and the small seedlings were moved to the newly opened ground in front of me and planted.

The little sprouts didn't need much water to fix the roots, Lu Miao used the basin to draw water, and put the basin on the ground next to her, she was like a housekeeper, holding out the water from the basin with both hands, and pouring it on the small vegetable field she opened little by little.

With a big palm, she worked for two or three hours, and finally felt quite accomplished.

Wiping the sweat on her face, Lu Miao poured the remaining water in the basin to the side.

Thinking that Fu Jingyou has been busy with solid physical work recently, she went back to the backyard and used Fu Jingyou's bamboo net to catch the soft-shelled turtle in the water tank.

Fu Jingyou always loves to toss at night, Lu Miao thinks he is annoying, but he is reluctant to suffer in his heart.

Lu Miao didn't dare to kill the live soft-shelled turtle, and she hadn't gotten the dead soft-shelled turtle, but she should always know these things.

You can't let Fu Jingyou knock on the momentum of the day outside, and when she comes back at night, she has to cook for her.

Lu Miao boiled half a pot of hot water, hurriedly poured the soft-shelled turtle into the pot and buckled the lid, and waited for the soft-shelled turtle to stop fluttering before taking it out.

In the past, when Fu Jingyou killed the soft-shelled turtle, Lu Miao felt that it was a matter of three or two, but when it was his turn, it took half an hour just to open his stomach.

She really couldn't get the kitchen knife, so she directly chopped off the head of the soft-shelled turtle and used scissors to cut it from the neck, which successfully broke the stomach.

Fu Jingyou killed the soft-shelled turtle, he had to hesitate wherever he threw it, Lu Miao simply and neatly, and put a small bowl next to it, what kind of soft-shelled turtle head, intestines, oil, but everything that he felt should be thrown was thrown in the bowl.

She cleaned up slowly, and she didn't know if the kitchen knife was not fast, or if she was not working hard, and it was not easy to chop, but in the end she still relied on scissors and successfully dismembered the soft-shelled turtle with both hands.

After everything was cleaned up, Lu Miao blanched the soft-shelled turtle in the pot.

She didn't know how to make a soup can to simmer in the stove, so she chose a fat soup can under the cupboard again.

Sandwiched the coals in the stove and put them into the stove that Fu Jingyou got from, and then slowly filled it with a fire and small firewood to burn the fire, Lu Miao put a soup can on it, and stewed the soup directly on the stove.

Whether the soup stewed on the stove tastes good or not, Lu Miao found that after the stove was raised, the kitchen temperature was much higher.

It should be nice to use it as a heating source in the winter in the future.

Let's see if we can get some coal back then.

When I turned around, I burned the stove at night, and there was warm water on it, and there was hot water to drink all the time, and it could also be warmed, and it was beautiful to think about.

Anyway, in this kind of brick house I live in now, even if the doors and windows are closed tightly, and the tiles above my head are all cracks, I don't need to worry about carbon dioxide poisoning.

Lu Miao was not skilled in housework, but he was busy working slowly, and when Fu Jingyou came back after dark, the soup and everything had already been cooked on the stove.

The soup was bubbling and bubbling with two eggs boiled in it.

The flour on the small table next to him was also scooped out of the rice bowl and prepared, just waiting for him to come back, adding water and mixing it to rub the pimples under the hot soup.

What kind of temperament Lu Miao has, what he will do in his daily life, and what he won't know, Fu Jingyou actually knows very well.

So when I got home, I looked at the hot pot and stove at home, the cooked rice that could be eaten immediately, and the little girl who greeted me softly.

At that moment, Fu Jingyou's mood was hard to describe what it was like.

Surprised, moved, incredible, happy, grateful, etc., etc.

In short, a heart warmed up in an instant.

It is often said that the hot kang head of the wife and children is the dream of every man, and it is also the happiest thing in the family.

Fu Jingyou felt that the situation in front of him was no less than "wife and children's hot kang head".

Lu Miao took the basket on his shoulder, took out the aluminum lunch box from it and asked:

"How's work today? Tired, right? ”

"It's fine. The soft-shelled turtle you killed? What do you do with it, what do you do if you bite it? ”

"I'm very careful."

Lu Miao bent her lips and smiled, asking Fu Jingyou to wash her hands, she fumbled in the flour and mixed it with some water, mixed it into gnocchi and put it into the fat belly soup pot on the stove.

"I found out that this stove works very well."

"Then when I'm free, I'll chop some more firewood and prepare it."

"It's okay to use small firewood now, and when it's a little colder, it will be better to have coal."

(End of chapter)