Farmhouse life after traveling back to ancient times

Since he wanted to make pickled vegetables, Du Wenxiu carefully went over in his mind the pickles he had made as a child, thinking about which ones were available here and what season they were in. After he had a rough idea, he went to the grocery store and ordered ten jars of pickles, and when Old Yang came, he called him over to get them.

Originally, it only cost one cent per person to ride in Old Yang's ox cart. However, because the two of them brought so many things with them, Old Yang came specially to pick them up, and there were not many people on the way back and forth. When they arrived at the door of their house, Lu Wenhai paid a few more cents and got a few words of praise from Old Yang. Old Yang helped to move the things back home, and then they left.

It was already dusk, the sun had completely set behind the mountain, and smoke was rising from every household, creating a beautiful countryside evening scene.

Du Wenxiu admired the scenery at the door of his house for a while before turning around to go home. Fang's nagging and complaints came as expected.

She sighed secretly. When she didn't see her, Fang didn't say anything. But as soon as she came in, she started to tell her nonsense to others.

Du Wenxiu ignored her and bought some steamed buns in town. She only cooked some sweet soup in the evening, and the family sat down to eat together.

He took a vegetarian bun and ate it first. Du Wenxiu felt even worse - the bun was filled with shepherd's purse.

Living in this village, there is no shortage of shepherd's purse to be found. It only costs some flour and a little salt. The firewood for cooking is picked up from the mountains. There is no need for any money.

When I thought about how it was a waste of money, the bun in my hand suddenly lost its flavor.

She kept complaining that Lu Fanghai insisted on buying them, and she said she would make them herself tomorrow and not buy buns and be taken advantage of.

Lu Fanghai agreed with a smile. Mrs. Fang muttered that her son bought the food because Du Wenxiu wanted to eat it, and now he was still complaining about it.

Du Wenxiu stuffed the bun in her hand into her mouth angrily, raised her hand and took a meat bun: "Mom, eat it quickly, this bun is expensive, eat a few more bites, talk less, and occupy your mouth."

Qiao'er laughed so hard that she hiccuped. Fang brought the sweet soup and placed it heavily in front of her, taking the opportunity to scold her.

After dinner, it was already dark. We bought some tung oil in town today, but we were reluctant to use it, so the whole family went to bed early.

In the middle of the night, Du Wenxiu, who was half asleep, had a nightmare and was awakened by the fright. When she opened her eyes, she saw that Lu Fanghai was no longer on the half of the kang illuminated by the moonlight.

She couldn't help but sit up and feel the slight warmth on the kang, thinking that he had gone to the bathroom.

Just as I was about to lie down and go to sleep, I heard low voices outside, and then a shadow passed by the window and opened the door.

When Lu Fanghai came in and saw Du Wenxiu sitting up, he was startled.

"Did I wake you up?" His low voice came. Du Wenxiu shook her head, but then she remembered that the moonlight could not reach her side, so she shook her head in fear that he could not see it either.

"No, I had a nightmare. Why did you go out?"

Lu Fanghai hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll tell you later. I need the money from selling the musk deer. Can you give it to me?"

Du Wenxiu didn't understand what was going on, so he went to the place where the money was hidden, took out more than twenty taels of silver, wrapped it in a handkerchief and handed it to him.

He turned and went out. He heard voices outside again, but after a while, there was no sound.

After Lu Fanghai came back, he was silent for a long time. Just when Du Wenxiu thought he was asleep, he said softly, "Sangui is gone."

"Ah?" Du Wenxiu, who had just said that he was a little sleepy, sat up again. "What do you mean by leaving?"

"No. Nothing, it's just that he left and is no longer in our village." Lu Fanghai didn't expect her to react so strongly. He quickly stood up, put his arm around her shoulders, and hugged her gently.

Du Wenxiu let out a long sigh and said angrily, "You scared me, but you didn't even explain yourself clearly. Was he the one who came just now?"

"Well, he came to say goodbye to me, and I wanted to raise some money for his journey." Lu Fanghai leaned his head on Du Wenxiu's shoulder, his voice muffled. "Wife, I will earn back the money, don't worry."

Du Wenxiu rolled his eyes in the darkness and said angrily, "Am I such a shallow person in your eyes? Money is dead, people are alive. He is your brother, and it is your duty to help him when he has problems. As long as we are not lazy, it is only a matter of time before we live a good life. These dollars are not a big deal. Go to sleep."

After saying that, he leaned back and pushed his shoulder against the thick chest, then fell asleep.

Early in the morning, before dawn, Du Wenxiu was awakened by the noisy noise outside.

I heard that Fang in the main room also got up, opened the gate and asked what was going on.

Du Wenxiu tied her hair roughly and leaned over to listen.

"Someone died in Ershun's family!" Mrs. Meng told Fang excitedly.

Something just happened at Aunt Lu's house, so she locked the door after returning home and never went out to gossip about other people.

These days, Mrs. Meng from the west end of the village often comes to chat with Mrs. Fang. They are both about the same age. Mrs. Meng already has a grandson, and she takes her grandson to every house every day. There is nothing in the village that she doesn't know. Seeing her acting mysteriously at the door of the Lu family, everyone gathered around.

"Ershun is dead?" Fang gasped and tiptoed to look towards the village, but could not see anything.

Mrs. Meng put one hand in front of her face, and turned her head slightly, as if she was whispering something, but her voice was not low: "Er Shun's wife and Xie Dongcai, both of them were naked, and died on the kang in the room!"

"Ah?" Everyone who heard it was shocked. This amount of information was too much!

"Oh, Ershun is such an honest boy, is this true?" Some villagers asked in disbelief.

Mrs. Meng said, "Tsk, tsk!" and curled her lips. "How can it be unreal? Old man Wu got up early this morning to collect manure and saw the lights on in Ershun's house. He went to take a look and found the gate wide open. He called but there was no response, so he went to take a look. Oh my god...tsk, tsk."

Mrs. Meng was still keeping the secret, and everyone urged her to speak quickly. She finally spoke slowly: "There were two naked people on the kang inside, the quilt was torn to the ground, and there was a pool of blood. Tsk tsk... They were so scared that they didn't see clearly, so they quickly knocked on the door of the village chief's house and asked people to check. When they saw it, they were shocked. The man was Xie Dongcai. The village chief fainted on the spot."

"Why is Xie Dongcai at Ershun's house?" Everyone had some thoughts in their minds, but they still asked out loud, hoping that others would agree with them.

As he was talking, the sound of an ox cart was heard outside the village. It turned out that after the village chief woke up, he asked Old Yang to harness the cart and go to the county government to report the case. The yamen runners only arrived at this time and went straight to Ershun's house.

Du Wenxiu, who was quietly listening to the villagers' gossip, felt a little strange in his heart. He remembered what Yulan said about the forest, and what Lu Fanghai said last night that Sangui had left...

Du Wenxiu turned around, washed up, and went to light the fire to cook, but she was a little absent-minded.

Did Lu Fanghai know that Lü Sangui had killed someone? Did Lü Ershun kill the adulterous couple together with Sangui, or did his brother go with them because he was afraid of being implicated after the murder?

They just walked away without even trying to cover up. The police could easily conclude that it was them who did it. They came to the Lu family again last night. Would Lu Fanghai be implicated?

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. Du Wenxiu took off his apron, asked Qiao'er to watch the fire, and went out to check carefully around the courtyard wall until he was sure there were no suspicious traces.