Chapter 56 Let him die
Qin Yao sighed.
During this period of time, she has been trying to find ways to make money, but after thinking for so long, she only managed to make two pieces of beef tendons into a slingshot rubber band, and nothing else.
"Then let's give it a try?" Qin Yao said uncertainly.
Old Man Liu slapped his thigh and said, "It's settled. You and the third brother can discuss it. I'm going home first."
The newly harvested wheat needs to be dried and then ground after being dried.
This is not over yet. I have to go to the village chief as soon as possible to borrow a cow to plow the land. This is the most important thing at the moment.
Without cows, farming depends entirely on humans, and those more than 100 acres of land would be enough to plow people to death.
Liu Ji watched his father leave until he disappeared from sight, then he turned back to the yard.
The couple looked at each other, as if they knew what Qin Yao was going to say. Liu Ji spoke first, "Madam, why don't we sell those two acres of wheat?"
Qin Yao thought to herself, you are really smart.
"Why don't you see if anyone wants our pile of weeds?" I haven't been to the fields for several months, so I know without thinking that there must be more weeds than wheat.
Qin Yao ordered: "Let's go to the fields together tomorrow morning."
Together?
Not alone?
Liu Ji chuckled, "That's fine too."
It has to be done no matter how hard it is. Qin Yao looked up at the sky. The scenery in the countryside is so beautiful. The sky is blue without any impurities. Spring is here, and the mountains and fields are full of colorful wild flowers. The breeze blows by, and she takes a deep breath, which is refreshing.
The couple went into the kitchen together, one cooked while the other went into the inner room to find farm tools.
Qin Yao rummaged around and took out two rusty sickles, two shoulder poles, and a hoe, which were all the farm tools in the house.
Qin Yao had been to the Liu family's old house many times. She remembered that there were many types of farm tools in the old house, such as rakes, wide hoes and some she couldn't name.
Anyway, there are several types of hoes, including those for weeding, digging ditches, and clearing wasteland.
Qin Yao took out the whetstone, filled a basin with water, put down a small stool, sat by the gutter in front of the kitchen door, and took out the rusty sickle to sharpen it.
The sound of sharpening the knife made Liu Ji's scalp tingle, as if he was filled with infinite indignation and was going to kill someone.
One can clearly feel her resistance to going underground.
And isn't he the same?
After thinking about it, Liu Ji plucked up the courage to bring it up again: "How about we sell the two acres of land? No one wants it if it's too expensive, so we can just sell it at a lower price."
"Anyway, my lady, you know how to hunt. If you go into the mountains in the fall and kill a bear, it will be enough for our family to enjoy a good life for the whole year. Why bother with all this hard work?"
"Liu Ji." The man at the door turned around and looked over with sharp eyes. He kept sharpening the knife in his hand and asked coldly, "Are you sure you can eat this gigolo?"
Without waiting for his answer, she threw the sickle in her hand into the basin with a clang, "Tomorrow you go and harvest those two acres of wheat for me by yourself. If you dare to miss a grain, I will kill you!"
After saying that, he strode to the center of the yard, picked up a stick and went to the martial arts field in the backyard, where he danced with the stick, which was as thick as a man's arm, vigorously.
He wants to live off her without even considering whether this loser like him is qualified.
Liu Ji tightly grasped the spatula in his hand. He didn't know if the firewood in the stove was not dry enough, but the smoke made his eyes red.
The grief and anger in his heart could not be relieved and overflowed from his eyes.
Liu Ji threw the spatula into the hot iron pot. Life was unbearable!
Killing, killing, killing all day long, why not just let him die!
The spatula rubbed against the iron pot, making a sharp sound. Qin Yao thought to herself, you are rebelling, and flashed to the kitchen door in three seconds with a big wooden stick.
"Madam, are you hungry? It will be ready soon. Please go back to the main room and sit down. Dinner will be served soon."
In the kitchen, the dishes were already in the pot. The man, wearing an apron and holding a spatula, was stir-frying the food with skillful movements. He turned around and gave her a gentle and virtuous smile.
As long as Liu Ji didn't do anything weird, his face alone would make people unconsciously like him and their anger would disappear.
Qin Yao snorted, "You're smart, kid."
Pick up the stick and leave.
The man in front of the kitchen raised his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. His hands moved quickly and soon a plate of stir-fried sunflower greens was served.
After that, she fried another bowl of eggs, a combination of meat and vegetables, and my wife loved it.
After dinner, the sunset had not yet completely set, so Qin Yao sent the four children to the foot of the mountain to dig some wild vegetables to help digest the food.
He took out the vegetable seeds that Zhang had given him last year, picked up a hoe, and went to the two vegetable plots reserved in the front yard, thinking about how to grow vegetables.
I don't know how much I spend on groceries every day.
What's even worse is that there aren't many vegetables grown by the villagers recently, and they are almost impossible to buy. We can only see a little green at home if others kindly give us a handful or two of them.
So, in the countryside, you have to grow some yourself.
Qin Yao hoed the two vegetable plots twice to loosen all the soil clods, and then she should be able to dig holes and plant vegetable seeds.
But by the time she had finished hoeing the ground, it was completely dark.
Oil lamps are expensive, and the house will become dark when torches are lit. I couldn't bear to burn down the newly renovated house, so I put it aside.
The next day, Liu Ji woke up at daybreak, but his body was extremely reluctant to leave the warm bed.
He was forced to get up only when a warning cough came from Qin Yao's room.
First, steam the noodles that were fermented in the kitchen last night. While they are steaming, pick up a broom and sweep the yard from front to back, and clean up the garbage in the main room and the washroom. The noodles will be cooked just right.
No one in the family had woken up yet, and he was lucky enough to get the first bite of the hot steamed bun.
After filling his stomach, he found a piece of cloth, put four steamed buns in it, filled a bamboo tube with water, took a shoulder pole and a sickle, and with a heroic expression on his face, he went out and went to the fields.
This time, I was there from morning till night, and only returned in the evening when the sun was about to set.
Qin Yao was not idle during the day. In addition to daily exercise, she also planted two vegetable plots in the yard and watered them.
I even stuffed my nose with a piece of cloth and scooped some "Jin Ke La" from the toilet to water the seeds as a snack, hoping that they would sprout and grow quickly.
As soon as Liu Ji came back, he caused a sensation in the village. She heard the noise without having to leave the yard.
The four brothers and sisters of Dalang ran out immediately. Qin Yao put down the dung scoop in her hand and walked out.
The mother and her five children were standing at the door of their house. They saw Liu Ji, with a towel wrapped around his head, carrying a basket full of wheat straw in a very ungraceful manner. He was walking across the fields, panting with every step, and walking with difficulty towards the small courtyard on the hillside.
The villagers in the field were all stunned and talked about it. Was this the Liu Laosan they knew?
After a closer look, they saw that the two bundles of straw were half wheat and half weeds. It was definitely him.
Because other people would never make such a mistake and couldn't even tell the difference between wheat and weeds.
(End of this chapter)