Farmhouse life after traveling back to ancient times

After finishing the meal and washing the pots and dishes, Du Wenxiu walked out of the kitchen. The clanging noise was still coming from the east wing.

When I walked to the door, I saw Lu Fanghai putting some sundries into a pile, including broken farm tools and wooden racks that were so scattered that you couldn't tell what they were originally, all piled up here covered with a layer of dust.

Lu Fanghai had been cleaning up for a long time and was now covered in dust and dirt. When he looked up, he saw Du Wenxiu standing at the door, looking at him with a smile, and his dark face couldn't help but turn red.

"What are you doing here? Don't stand there, there's dust everywhere. Come back after I've cleaned up." He said as he worked non-stop.

Du Wenxiu asked curiously: "What are you doing?"

"Pack up, or you'll have nowhere to stay tonight."

Yes, it was only when I returned home with Lu Fanghai this morning that Fang knew her son was back.

Except for the main room where she and Qiao'er usually lived and the kitchen they often used, the east wing and the west wing next to the west kitchen were all piled with miscellaneous items, covered with a thick layer of dust accumulated over the years. No one could live there without cleaning it up.

Du Wenxiu leaned inside to take another look, and the dust blowing in her face made her cough continuously.

"You go out first and come back after you've packed up." Lu Fanghai walked over with his long legs in three or two steps, grabbed her and pulled her out.

It was too dusty to see clearly in the house, and only when he came out did he find that Lu Fanghai's head, face and body were all covered in dust, like a native. Du Wenxiu couldn't help laughing, and reached out to help him brush off the dust, but was choked and coughed non-stop.

Lu Fanghai frowned and stopped her arm: "Don't hit it, it will be dusty again if you go in. I'll go get some water and pour it out. You stay outside and don't go in. The dust will get into your lungs and make you feel worse."

"You also know this?" Du Wenxiu smiled and glanced at him. It seemed that her cheap husband knew more than she thought.

Lu Fanghai paused for a moment, but without answering, he walked into the kitchen to fetch some water.

"Let me do it. You're covered in dust, and it might get into the water jar." Du Wenxiu followed him in, found a relatively intact small ceramic basin among a pile of broken pots and bowls, scooped water from the water jar and handed it to Lu Fanghai.

Lu Fanghai took the basin, kept silent, turned around and went out into the east wing.

Thinking that he really couldn't help in any way, Lu Wenxiu walked around the small courtyard.

I grew up in the mountains. My home was just a big house with two floors. The living room and kitchen were on the lower floor, and people lived upstairs.

I didn’t think much of it when I was a child, but when I graduated from college and returned home, I started to feel uncomfortable with the creaking sound every time I went up the stairs.

Coupled with the low roof, cramped space, and the constant urging of family members to get married, or parents urging me to use my savings to help my brother get married, I became less and less willing to go home.

Now that I'm dead, I think the savings or insurance can alleviate some of the sadness of my parents for losing their daughter.

If they are really sad.

Today, this small courtyard is much larger than my hometown. Although it is shabby, it has everything you need, including a main hall, east and west wing rooms, and a kitchen.

There is an alley between the east wing and the main room, and the toilet is on the other side. It seems that the owner put a lot of thought into planning when building the house.

On the other side of the east wing was a vegetable garden. In the middle, you could vaguely see ridges of fields, but the sparse weeds were about a foot high and the exposed soil was very dry and cracked. It was obvious that no one was taking good care of it.

Opposite the east wing is the west wing. Although it is called the west wing, it is just a small storage room. If a kang is built in, there will be space for an extra cabinet. Now it is filled with all kinds of junk.

Next to the west wing is the kitchen, which has a stove, a water tank, a cupboard, and a rice bucket. Only the stove and the water tank are much cleaner.

Du Wenxiu felt that he couldn't just stand there and watch Lu Fanghai work. Since he had decided to live a good life, he should start from here.

She rolled up her sleeves, found a dirty rag, fetched water from the water tank, and started working efficiently.

Food is the most important thing for people. The food you eat should be clean before entering your mouth.

She was not feeling well at lunch and was not familiar with this home, so she ate whatever Fang cooked. If she had the chance in the future, she would cook for herself, at least it would taste better.

When I was working, the company would subsidize lunch, and if I could contribute a few dollars, I could eat very well.

She brings her own lunch every day. No matter how late she works overtime or how tired she is, she will make sure to prepare lunch for the next day before resting when she gets home.

Her colleagues all knew that she didn’t like takeout and was a health expert, but they didn’t know that she was just insecure and wanted to save more money so that she wouldn’t have trouble taking it out when she needed it.

Cooking a meal for one person costs only a dozen yuan at most, but if you order takeout, you will have to pay for it.

If you save the meal allowance, it will add up to a lot of money every month.

No one would believe it if she said it. As a department manager with an annual salary of over 100,000 yuan, she would save such a small amount of money.

When she met with the accident, she had saved hundreds of thousands of dollars. Now, she couldn't enjoy a single cent of the money she had worked so hard to save.

Maybe he won’t even buy himself a better urn.

Thinking of the sad things, Du Wenxiu paused slightly. Why think about these things? It's all in the past.

At this moment, she is no longer the Chen Xing who is not loved by her father and mother, but Du Wenxiu who is not loved by her father and mother.

The difference is that I am all alone over there, but here I have a cheap husband with a body comparable to that of a male model. It seems that he treats me well. I should be content.

Qiao'er was playing with the chickens outside for a while, and when she saw Du Wenxiu went into the kitchen and didn't come out, she came over to see her cleaning up, and hurried over to help.

Du Wenxiu felt sorry for her frailty and youngness, so she let her go out to play. After Qiao'er told her about it, she realized that the little girl was not eight or nine years old as she looked, but was already twelve or thirteen years old.

This really scared her. She had thought that people in ancient times did not have enough food and drink, so she had overestimated Qiaoer's estimate. She had not expected it to be so off.

It seems that this family is really not living well. When I have some strength back, I will go out and take a look to see if there is any way to make money.

At this time Du Wenxiu was very upset. If he had known that he would travel through time, he should have chosen agriculture and animal husbandry in college. At the very least, if he studied chemistry well, he could also make a fortune and conquer the world in this ancient time.

It's too late to say these things now. I don't know any of the skills to make money in ancient times, but I know how to manage people. But who should I take care of when I have a family of four?

But there is one advantage. When I was a child, I grew up in the mountains. There were many wild vegetables and fruits. I could go out and find them to fill my stomach.

When I thought of it, I told Qiao'er about it. Qiao'er was also very happy and told her about the wild vegetables and fruits that could be eaten in the mountains.

However, it may be difficult to find them near the village. Villagers often go out together to dig wild vegetables. I am afraid there are none near the village, so we have to go to the mountains to look.

Du Wenxiu laughed dryly and felt a little embarrassed.

Who isn't a country person? Is she the only one who can recognize wild vegetables and fruits?