naruto-story Chapter 17 17
Chapter 17 17
The son brought back a young girl, which caused a stir in the Zhao family.
Zhao Manyue still knows how much her son has, and she is very worried about his marriage. She and the old man have been stinging for years in order to save more money for their son.
It's good if you don't like people, but you like money.
After the earthquake, there was no money to buy anything, and she was worried about the hopelessness of her daughter-in-law, so her son rescued one by himself.
Well, it's just too good to be true.
But that's all for later, let's not mention it for now.
Watching the fun was delayed for a while, and the two started picking mushrooms later than expected.
When they arrived at their destination, they found that someone was already picking them.
It's a new face.
Wen Ruzhuo took a closer look, and found that all the poisonous and non-poisonous ones were stuffed into the bag: "You can't pick the ones with spots, they are poisonous."
Those people didn't reply, but looked at him vigilantly, and hurried away.
Wei Yan tugged at the man's sleeve: "Don't care about them, we will pick ours, Brother Xie, teach me which ones are poisonous and which ones are not."
Good words can't persuade the damn ghost, those people don't listen, he can't help it, squatting down, and carefully taught his wife to identify: "Look at this kind, the mushroom cap is gray, not poisonous, you can pick it off; Do not pick the spotted one, don’t even touch it; you can also eat the light blue one over there..."
Wei Yan was dazzled: "Again, I didn't remember."
Wen Rujue simply taught his wife while picking, and picked one at random: "This kind, the cap is turned up, and you can eat it. Look at the stalk is very smooth."
"Ah."
"There is a toadstool that looks just like this one, but the venomous stipe is covered with white ash."
"Oh."
……
When they were picking mushrooms, some people came one after another, some from the local area, and some from the town.
There is no owner of this forest, anyone can come.
After washing the mushrooms collected home, Wen Rujue made a mushroom soup, and sprinkled some bright green shallots in the soup.
The presentation is very good.
Different types of mushrooms, large and small, taste very different, but they are all delicious. Wei Yan eats them with a great appetite, and drinks bowl after bowl.
In fact, to say that it is delicious, the chicken fir fungus is the freshest. They will grow out of the soil after the summer showers, but the chicken fir fungus is a fungus that lives in symbiosis with termites. If you dig down where it is found, you will be able to dig a termite nest.
Termites are very annoying. They eat fruit trees, house cables, and even embankments.
Every time Wen Rujuan found a termite nest, he would boil a pot of boiling water and pour it into it.
After doing it more times, the chicken fir doesn't grow too much around them.
The sky is full of red clouds outside the house.
After dinner, the two picked the watermelon and cut it in half, and took it to the yard to eat on a rocking chair.
The smell of burnt meat has gone.
Smoke billows from cooking in the distance, and several villagers are cooking.
A few old ducks came home from the stream, quacking.
The moon slowly showed a hazy shadow.
Wei Yan was a little sleepy after eating, so he closed his eyes against Wen Rujue.
Many fragments flashed through his mind, some from his previous life and some from this life.
The town is already in chaos, and I don't know how much their village will be affected?
Now that the house has collapsed, the villagers live in thatched huts, and they are so angry that they will make trouble if there is a little thing.
In the future, when the victims fleeing famine from the urban area come, I am afraid that there will be even more disturbances.
After the earthquake, the extreme weather is coming soon, hey, it's really annoying.
"Wen Ruzhu, Wei Yan, are you there? Open the door." Yan Qingyang shouted from outside.
"coming."
Wen Rujuan opened the courtyard door: "What are you doing?"
"The eighth uncle called for a meeting in the grain drying field. The whole village will go. I'll leave first, and I have to inform other people."
meeting?What kind of meeting is there, Wen Ruxuan murmured in his heart.
Wei Yan rubbed his eyes, yawned and led the dog man out.
There are many villagers on the road, and some even carry rice bowls.
After everyone had arrived, Eighth Uncle began to speak: "What do you think about this earthquake?"
"What can you think, the land master is going to shake, and no one can stop it," Huang Haisheng said.
"Then you're ready to do nothing?"
"What can we do?"
Uncle Ba shook his head inwardly, this kid from the Huang family must have been stupid with his studies: "Everyone knows that the potatoes were stolen in the village today, right?"
Of course I know, now there is no TV to watch, no mobile phone to play with, what are you doing if you don’t gossip when you are resting, especially if the thief who was caught is still a bit pretty, young and old love to talk more.
"Uncle Ba, don't talk about other things, just tell me if you have something to say." Zhao Dabao was not very happy. He lost all the potatoes, so what else did he say? How to go out and meet people.
Uncle Ba touched his beard: "What I want to talk about today is related to this matter. The town can't go on now, do you think those people will have their ideas on us?"
The villagers started chattering. No one thought about it before, but now that I think about it, I think it is very possible. You have food and drink at home, and those in the town don’t even have a potato. It’s strange if you don’t come to cause damage.
"Uncle Ba, if you always have an idea, just say it."
"I don't have any ideas, I'm old, I'm old, and my mind is not working. This time I called everyone here just to hear your ideas." Uncle Ba kicked the ball back again.
"Do you want to repair the wall again?" Yan Qingyang suggested.
"No, you can also dig in when repairing the wall." In the past, Boss Huang just flipped in.
Jiang Jun suggested: "If you want me to say, it's better to set up a patrol team, and if you find outsiders sneaking in, you can remind everyone in time."
Uncle Ba nodded: "This is a good idea, what do you think?"
"good."
"Reliable."
"How do you select people for the patrol?" another villager asked.
"Those who are over 15 years old and under 55 years old can sign up voluntarily. A total of eight people will be selected and divided into two groups to patrol during the day and night. The patrols will definitely not take care of the fields. There are 120 households in our village, and each household pays three catties a month. Food, put together to pay them wages."
Wei Yan finally understands it. Uncle Ba probably discussed it with Jiang Jun a long time ago, and now he is singing and cooperating to lure everyone to follow their thinking.
Although the final solution is good, the means are a bit...
Neither of them went to sign up. Wei Yan didn't know the people in the village well. If he went there, he would probably be excluded. Wen Rujiao had to go home to farm. Just kidding, the salary was calculated to be 45 catties per person per month, which was not enough for him. Eat, let alone raise a wife.
After ten days of working in the orchard, corn, peanuts and seedlings were finally planted.
Wen Ruzhu only poured a small amount of psychic liquid to set the roots for them.
These crops are different from fruit trees. Fruit trees can be used as an excuse to plant hybrid varieties, so the fruit-bearing time is different from ordinary varieties.
But the villagers have been planting these things for a lifetime, and they can tell if something is wrong. Before the seedlings of other people's homes start to grow, he will carry the millet back to the yard to dry, and he does not know how to explain it when he is discovered.
Once things are planted, they can’t rest. The weather is unnaturally hot, and the water in the rice fields evaporates very quickly. Every day, we have to go to the stream to fetch water.
The stream that circled the village once stopped flowing for five days, and the villagers were frightened. In their memory, the stream has never been broken.
What happened this year, does God still want people to live?
Fortunately, the water flow resumed on the sixth day. Although there was only a thin stream, it was stronger than nothing, and the villagers breathed a sigh of relief.
The children didn't see the adults' worries at all. They happily took advantage of the lack of water to pick up a lot of thirsty small fish. The small fish had many bones and little meat, but they were very fragrant when they were used to make soup, and they all drank it well. Red all over.
Two children were crawled by paederus when they went to catch fish by the stream, and they had large scald-like blisters on their bodies.
Everyone didn't pay much attention to it. During the hottest time of the year, a few people would be recruited. After a while, it will be fine, and there will be no scars. At most, it will be a little uncomfortable.
You can't prevent this thing, it's not much bigger than an ant, it can fly, and its whole body is full of poison, if it flies on you, you can neither touch nor pat it, you can only blow it away, and then use soapy water Wash the skin that has been crawled over.
However, the children recruited this year were different from previous years. The blisters on their bodies repeatedly inflamed and pus-filled, leaving obvious scars in the end.
Xiao Hemiao's scar remained on her face, and now Xiao Hemiao's mother had a falling out, and she insisted on seeking compensation from the other children who went with her.
Due to sympathy, the little donkey's family paid fifty catties of millet, and the little stone's family also paid fifty catties.
Suantou's family didn't pay at first.
Suantou's mother - Gou Hongmei is a well-known shrew in the village. She has a sharp mouth and does not forgive others. Besides, Xiao Hemiao was not called by her son. It has nothing to do with her family.
Xiao Hemiao's mother couldn't scold her at all, so she cried when she went home, crying so much that Xiao Hemiao's father, Wei Feng, was full of anger.
My daughter left a scar after going out for a trip. She suffered so much at a young age and was laughed at by other girls. Your son is very good. What's the matter with paying for something? Discuss, and dare to arrogantly scold Lao Tzu and daughter-in-law.
It's not over.
He picked up his shoulder pole and went to Suantou's house. Just as Gou Hongmei was ready for dinner, the courtyard door of the house was kicked open. Wei Feng didn't give them a chance to talk.
The pots and pans were all rotten, and all the cooked food was spilled on the floor.
It's okay, Gou Hongmei rushed forward and scratched Wei Feng's face, how can a woman beat a man, she was slapped a dozen times, and her mind was knocked out.
Suantou Dad-Cao Yu is a coward, otherwise he would not be oppressed by the mother-in-law at home: "You... what do you want?"
"I want a hundred catties of millet."
Gou Hongmei screamed: "No, you have a good idea."
Wei Feng bent over and slapped again: "Will you give it now?"
"No", Gou Hongmei's mouth was full of blood.
Cao Yu quickly went to cover her mouth, because his wife wanted to be strong, and her relatives were almost offended, otherwise no one else would dare to call her: "Here it is... just can it be less?"
"No, if I don't give it today, I won't leave. You can decide when to give it. Anyway, I'll beat your wife every once in a while."
Cao Yu wanted to cry but had no tears: "Didn't they all pay fifty catties for the little donkey?"
"They didn't scold my wife. The extra fifty catties is my wife's mental damage."
After some bargaining, the two finally settled on eighty catties of millet.
Gou Hongmei was so angry that her brain was congested. As soon as Wei Feng left, she slapped Cao Yu twice: "You are a wimp."
Cao Yu didn't speak, his eyes sank.
Suantou nestled behind the door, stroking his shriveled belly, and looked carefully at his parents: "Mom, I'm hungry."
Gou Hongmei slapped her son on the face again: "Eat and eat, you will know how to eat. The beating I received today is all because of you."