MTL - Rebirth Married The Control Group Fulang-Chapter 13

Zhang Fangyuan was angry for a while. He said that he was his uncle. In order to win over the villagers, he even invited the Guang family who he didn't deal with. He thought that it was impossible for him to go to their house. He made a direct move, but it turned out to be embarrassing in person.

He walked on his own, and unexpectedly reached Haitang Bay, which Xu He had said earlier was good for mowing grass.

Although this land is called Haitang Bay, there are no crabapples, only a large flat slope, covered with grass, even the tenacious ones in winter are still luxuriant. Going up is an old bamboo forest.

Half of Zhang Fangyuan's anger subsided, thinking that it was not worth getting angry about these things, so he just cut some grass and went back to feed the horses.

But Momo felt that he was only carrying tools for slaughtering pigs, and suddenly a sickle was handed over to him, and his eyes lit up.

"Why are you here?"

Xu He was carrying a densely woven small pannier and a big hoe: "I should be the one asking you why you are here."

"Your parents are helping my uncle, and the second sister is going to go too, right? Why don't you go to eat?"

"It's not surprising that you didn't go, and I didn't go." After speaking, Xu He felt that the words seemed a little ambiguous, and added: "It's not good that the family members have gone out. My mother asked me to watch the house."

"Since I let you look after the house, why don't you come out?"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Fangyuan felt that he had said something wrong. The so-called keeping it to watch the house, but he just didn't want people to go to the banquet.

"I went to my uncle's house. They invited Guang's family. I didn't deal with them, so I left."

He brought up the matter just now, and Xu He raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "Don't be angry, you won't feel pain if the charcoal doesn't fall on your instep."

Zhang Fangyuan laughed: "You still comfort me?"

"I didn't comfort you, I told the truth." Xu He suddenly remembered that Zhang Fangyuan bought candied haws to coax him when he was changing his dressing in the city. He always felt that Zhang Fangyuan was looking at him as a child who hadn't grown up. When he said these words, it was like a joke. He was a little embarrassed: "I'll go first."

"Do you want to go up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots?"

Xu He glanced at his **** and responded. The winter bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest on this side of Haitang Bay, peel off the thick coat, the bamboo shoots inside are tender yellow, and the soup and stew are crispy and fresh. They are only available in winter, and they will rot directly in the ground after winter. It can't grow into bamboo, as if it was born to grow to make delicious food.

Winter bamboo shoots can be sold for five or six yuan a catty when they are in good condition, and they are what people in the city call mountain delicacy.

But these winter bamboo shoots are not easy to dig. They are not like ordinary bamboo shoots that grow tall and can be found in the mountains. They are buried in the soil and can only be found by digging along the bamboo whip. with.

It is expensive for a reason. It is delicious, and it requires a lot of manpower.

"I went to the village this year, but I didn't catch up with digging bamboo shoots. At this time, the woods have been turned upside down by the villagers, so it's hard to find bamboo shoots." Zhang Fangyuan put the sickle back into Xu He's back basket, and changed it. Thoughts on mowing: "Let's go, I'll dig with you."

Xu He frowned: "This...you are with me..."

Zhang Fangyuan strode ahead: "Don't worry, most people in the village have gone to my uncle's house for dinner today, no one will come to this mountain dam, no one will see."

"I'm not talking about that."

Zhang Fangyuan paused, touched his chin, and smiled maliciously: "Are you afraid that I will do something to you?"

Xu He squinted at him, who can stare at him without any brain problems, how can he look at a shriveled and dark little brother without drinking: "I want to say who owns the dug bamboo shoots and how to divide them , I only have a **** here."

Zhang Fangyuan was stunned, and couldn't help laughing: "Why are you so money-obsessed?"

Xu He didn't bother to pay attention to him, grabbed the back rope with both hands, and walked to the front, followed by a huge pug like a huge pug. It's okay. He heard that there were wild boars in the woods at the end of Haitang Bay, so he came alone. Lin Zi was actually a little scared to dig bamboo shoots, so there was no need to worry now.

Only wild boars were scared when they saw Zhang Fangyuan.

Zhang Shicheng chased all the way to Haitang Bay before he saw Zhang Fangyuan. From afar, he saw his nephew chatting with his younger brother for a while, smiling like a fool, he immediately relaxed his brows, and stepped forward without being annoying. Go to interrupt, and let the two go to the mountain forest together.

He went back alone with his hands behind his back.

Zhang Fangyuan took Xu He's hoe: "This **** is used by your father. It's fine for you to hold it. It will definitely be heavy after a while. You should use a smaller hoe."

"Our family doesn't pay that much attention, just use what you have."

"I have large and small knives and farm tools at home. After spring, your family will not be able to use them easily. Come to my house and get them. I will lend them to you."

Xu He wondered why he was so enthusiastic, so he responded.

When the two entered the bamboo forest, the **** never left Zhang Fangyuan's hand, and he was always digging the soil and digging bamboo shoots.

When digging winter bamboo shoots, Xu He can only dig wildly, and dig wherever the soil is slightly bowed, like the soil that has been turned upside down. He is even more like a headless chicken. And Zhang Fangyuan used to often dig winter bamboo shoots. His father was a good hand at digging winter bamboo shoots in the village when he was alive, and he passed on some tricks to him.

First of all, winter bamboo shoots grow along the direction of the bamboo whip. To dig along the direction of the bamboo whip depends on the growth of the bamboo. Only when the bamboo leaves are lush and lush can it be easy to grow bamboo shoots. It is not wrong to look for such bamboo and find his bamboo whip. .

Not long after, Zhang Fangyuan used a **** to pull out the tips of the bamboo shoots, and shoveled the roots of the winter bamboo shoots as soon as the **** went down.

Xu He picked up the winter bamboo shoots like a treasure and patted the soil. The short, thick, chunky bamboo shoots are simple and cute. Zhang Fangyuan dug them very well, not even destroying any of the bamboo shoots. It takes a long time to dig it up with a hoe, or the bamboo shoots will be broken by the hoe.

He quickly took out the hatchet from the back basket, found a wooden pier and cut off the bamboo shoots one by one, leaving only a round bamboo shoot. This kind of winter bamboo shoots that have not damaged the bamboo shoots should be preserved for a longer period of time.

There is no time in the forest, and I feel that the forest in winter is extremely quiet, unlike warblers flying and singing in spring, only the sound of my own labor can be heard.

The two cooperated tacitly, one dug the bamboo shoots and the other handled the bamboo shoots. Although they didn't talk much, they both smiled knowingly when they dug up big bamboo shoots, and carefully put the bamboo shoots into the basket. Zhang Fangyuan actually doesn't like doing such boring things in the woods, but with one more person, the time is very easy to pass.

Seeing that there were more and more bamboo shoots in the back basket, neither of them had the intention of saying goodbye, but the water dripped onto Zhang Fangyuan's neck. He looked up at a corner of the sky outside the dense forest, and wiped his face. Said: "It seems to be raining."

Xu He squatted under a dense old tree, and was chopping bamboo shoots in a ball. He got up and went out to look at the sky when he heard Zhang Fangyuan's words. The cool rain fell on his face, and he nodded. : "It's really raining."

"People are already drenched in the bamboo forest, and the rain outside must have been heavy." Zhang Fangyuan put down his hoe, picked up his sickle, and took a few strides to the mountain wall to chop some ferns and weeds. Turned into a hat and handed it to Xu He: "If you can cover it up, don't let your hair get wet, and you will easily get hot when you go back."

He knelt down and put all the bamboo shoots into the basket, asked Xu He to help him carry them up, and handed the **** to Xu He: "You will carry the bamboo shoots back when the road divides later. I'll back you up a bit first."

Hearing that Zhang Fangyuan meant to give him all the bamboo shoots, Xu He disagreed and said, "We dug together, and you divide most of them."

"I'm fine if I'm idle, you like doing business so much, sell it in the city."

Although Xu He didn't want to talk about his family affairs with others, he still said: "I have to hand over the money after I sell it, and it takes up all your time, why bother?"

Zhang Fangyuan paused, yes, not everyone is undisciplined like him, earning money and spending it by themselves.

Xu He's thoughts were also active: "How about this, I'll take the broken bamboo shoots home so I can do business, and you can take the rest home and sell them in the city sometime, and then I'll share the money." ?”

Zhang Fangyuan laughed: "Okay."

The two shared the bamboo shoots, and Xu He lent Zhang Fangyuan his back basket, and took a few broken bamboo shoots by himself to carry the **** back, and the two separated on the road.

It was only when Zhang Fangyuan went back that he realized that it was already time. It was rainy in winter and it was hard to distinguish between morning and evening. Remembering that he hadn’t eaten at noon, he carefully carried the bamboo shoots back to the back warehouse and put them away. The food was eaten, and the horses were fed grass.

After simply tidying up, when we got to the yard, it was already so dark that we couldn't see the way clearly.

Zhang Fangyuan took a charcoal basin and lit a charcoal fire in the bedroom. It was very cold for a while, the wind was not strong, and the snow did not fall for a long time. On the contrary, the weather was stuffy and cold. He was afraid that Xiao Hei's cold would not be good for his recovery, so he also lit charcoal for the horse.

When his father separated the family, his father was in the middle, neither the biggest nor the youngest. He didn't get the ancestral house, and he honestly gave way to his brothers, and he didn't get much land. The house where Zhang Fangyuan lives now was built by his father after he got married, and there are several larger rooms in the front and back. When his parents were alive, he thought it was not very spacious. Now he is alone, but he feels that the house is too big. It was empty again.

A person's life is not easy. Cooking a dish can serve several meals. It is hot and hot again, and the stove can't burn for a long time, so the room looks very cold.

After the charcoal fire is lit, the house feels much warmer and the people are more popular.

Zhang Fangyuan had nothing to do, so he boiled water to warm his feet, washed and went to bed. Other families like rainy days, the whole family doesn’t have to go out to do work, just take a small piece of bacon on the stove, or stir-fry or stew it, and everyone will have a delicious meal, what a beautiful life.

But people like him have nothing to look forward to.

The bedroom was warmed by the charcoal fire, and the sound of the rain outside made it very sleepy. Zhang Fangyuan fell asleep not long after. In his dream, he saw that there seemed to be more people coming and going in and out of the house, and the house was tidied up and taken care of. When he got home, there would be hot meals waiting for him.

But that man's temper was not very good, he took charge of him and plundered all his money, and he had to report to him everything he wanted to buy, so to put it bluntly, he only got twenty cents for serving people.

Zhang Fangyuan really wanted to see exactly who dared to be so violent with him. He tried hard to see the face clearly, but there was only one figure from the back. His face blended with the night, and he couldn't see clearly. Zhang Fangyuan didn't believe in evil anymore, and was about to hold him down when he stepped forward. Suddenly, there was a jolt, and the sound of beating gongs and drums broke through the rain, breaking the dream sharply.

He sat up in bed all at once.

It was dark, and it was already raining heavily outside, but the sound of the rain was mixed with cries resounding through the mountains and fields and the sound of gongs in the dream.

"Come quickly! The thief is caught! Someone is stealing!"