It had been a long time since he last ate the food cooked by Sister-in-law Fang, but he still remembered that the food she cooked was delicious.
Of course she was very happy to be able to eat again, so when Aunt Dahua and Fang Nuo entered the kitchen, he looked for work in the yard.
But after searching for a while, I didn't find any work. Finally I saw the big firewood in the woodshed and went to chop it.
Fang Nuo and Aunt Dahua packed up their lunch within a short while.
Despite Aunt Dahua's efforts to stop it, a meat dish appeared on the dinner table, fried pork with chili peppers. Of course, it had more chili peppers and less meat, but this was only for Fang Nuo.
For Aunt Dahua and Wang Junyu, this amount of meat is too much.
The stir-fried pork with chili peppers from other places is just a plate of chili peppers with two or three slices of meat, but Fang Nuo's plate has more than a dozen slices of meat, and they are not even thin.
After lunch, Aunt Dahua took her young son back. Fang Nuo packed up the dishes and prepared food for Yaya.
Because Aunt Dahua was here just now, it was inconvenient for her to take out the shrimps that Yaya had packed away in the morning.
Take it out now, mix the shrimp meat with broccoli and smash it, then cook it into the porridge, scoop it out and let it cool, take it to the room, put Yaya down, let her sit by herself, and start feeding she.
After feeding Yaya, I played with her for a while. After the food was gone, she started to feel sleepy.
After coaxing Yaya to sleep, Fang Nuo got up, put on long clothes, trousers and a hood, and went to the backyard to harvest all the corn he planted.
The broken corn was dumped in the yard. After breaking it, she chopped off all the corn stalks, then sat under the eaves and peeled all the corn out.
Spread an oilcloth on the ground in the yard, put the peeled corn on it to dry in the sun, and wait until it dries a little before threshing it.
The few rows of corn she planted by herself weighed about a hundred kilograms each. This was because she had broken off some tender corn to cook and eat it earlier. Otherwise, she could have harvested more than ten kilograms of dry corn kernels.
After shucking the corn, put the corn husks into the back basket and send it to the cowshed. It can also be used as straw to mark two work points.
If the family's corn stalks were sent over, there would be no work points to record, so she would give them to them for free to feed the cattle.
After delivering the goods, Fang Nuo went home, cleaned the yard, and plowed the half of the field where the corn was planted. The roots of the corn stalks inside were shaken out of the soil, set aside to dry, burned into ashes, and then spread back to the ground. .
She planted some winter vegetables on the plowed land, and it had been several hours since she finished.
She didn't continue, she took off her outer clothes and hood, washed her hands and went into the house. She carried Yaya into the space and put her on the space bed to continue sleeping while she went to take a bath.
After taking a shower, Fang Nuo felt like he was alive again, otherwise it would be really uncomfortable to be covered in sweat and a little itchy.
After taking a bath, Yaya also woke up, and she went to hold her out of the space.
Yaya has become accustomed to sudden changes in the surrounding environment.
After leaving the space, Fang Nuo put her on the kang. It was too hot to hold her in this weather, so it was better to let her sit and play by herself.
After letting her sit and play, Fang Nuo poured some water to cool down. When it got cold, he poured some into Yaya's drinking bottle and gave her the bottle to drink.
After she also had a drink, she got off the kang and carried Yaya to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
After dinner, the two played for a while and then went to bed.
The next day while Yaya was sleeping, Fang Nuo went to the backyard alone to pick all the ripe vegetables and fruits.
Then I plowed the ground and planted vegetables suitable for winter. First, I planted various hanging melons on the wall. I picked all the old pumpkins back so that they could be kept in water for a long time.
For the tender ones, she was going to steam them, cut them into pieces, and dry them in the sun. She didn't know if they were delicious or not.
Of course, what we do this is to store the thicker pumpkins and the waterier ones in the space.
She kept one or two of the melons and watermelons to use as seeds until she was old. She thought she would keep some for herself and try them next year. If possible, she would give them to someone she knew well.
She didn't store many seeds in the space, so she decided to save them herself. Moreover, those seeds were soaked in pesticides, so she was afraid that taking them out would arouse other people's questions.
After harvesting all kinds of melons, she dismantled the racks, tied them into bundles, and put them in the woodshed for next year.
Then you can uproot the melon vines, cut them off and put them into baskets when they are still fresh, and then send them to the cowshed to feed the pigs, and you can get some work points.
After harvesting and scraping, I started to cut the cabbage in the field. After cutting, I carried it to the front yard and put it on the ground covered with oilcloth to dry in the sun.
There are also green vegetables, which can be used to make prunes. She has grown a lot of them and plans to make them into steamed pork belly.
As for other vegetables, those that were edible were cut off and dried in the sun. Those that had blossomed and grown too old to be eaten were pulled out and thrown to the edge of the ground to dry in the sun and burn to ashes.
After finishing all these, she began to dig a hole to prepare for burying the radishes.
I dug a one-meter-deep hole at the edge of the vegetable garden and went to pull out the radishes. Halfway through, Yaya woke up when she came to the house today. She might have been awake for a while, but she started to cry when she didn't see her.
She hurriedly ran back to the front yard, without even bothering to wash her hands. She walked into the house first, walked to the kang, exposed her face in front of Yaya's eyes, and said with a smile: "Yaya is awake, mom is here." Yeah, wait until I go wash my hands and then come and hug me, okay?”
"Um...horse"
"Huh? Yaya can call her mother now." Fang Nuo knew that she was just anxious to bring out the voice, but she was still very excited. Her adopted daughter called her mother for the first time, and her heart almost melted.
"Don't cry, mommy is here for a hug." She quickly poured water and washed her hands without even drying them. Then she went to the kang, picked up Yaya and coaxed her.
After Yaya saw her mother, she slowly stopped crying, but now in her arms, she was still a little sad.
This was the first time that Fang Nuo saw Yaya crying so sadly, and he blamed himself in his heart for why he left her alone in the room and didn't pay attention to her.
If she had come back to see it herself, she wouldn't be so sad.
Finally, Yaya's little body stopped sobbing, and she felt better.
He carried her to get a bottle filled with water, fed her some water first, then took out the food that had been prepared for storage, and fed her slowly.
Because of his negligence this time, Fang Nuo would come back and check on her after half an hour whenever he let her sleep in the room to work. He didn't let Yaya wake up and couldn't see her for a long time.
After feeding Yaya good food, he picked her up and went to the backyard to take out Yaya's crib from the space and put it in the shade under the eaves, letting her sit and play in it while she continued working.
As long as Yaya can see her mother, she won't cry. She will sit in the crib and have fun.
Fang Nuo pulled out all the radishes, kept some for drying, and buried the rest.
After she finished, she did not continue to dig out the ground to plant things. Instead, she packed the radishes that had been put aside and carried them to the front yard. Then she quickly turned back and took Yaya to the front yard, and then she went to wash the radishes.
