Being able to farm: starting from moving to the village and picking up furry

When everyone heard Xia Qingyu mention the matter of bowls and chopsticks, they were stunned.

When they knew they were going to build a house, they were so excited that they went to the village to borrow bowls and chopsticks in advance.

Time was tight, so after sending the last wild boar away in the afternoon, we decided to start building the house tomorrow.

The shops in the town were very careful about the closing time of the city gates and most of them closed early, resulting in them not being able to buy many things.

Old Mrs. Li slapped her thigh and said, "Oh, I thought there would be at most 20 people. At most, we can eat in two portions."

"Mom, don't worry too much. We can make chopsticks out of bamboo." Li Laoer, who had done some simple carpentry work, had already started working while speaking.

Chopsticks can solve the problem, but the bowl is a problem. You can't ask others for help, and you have to bring your own bowl to eat.

When doing things in the village, there is an unwritten custom to borrow utensils from relatives and neighbors in the village.

Many things used for dining, such as pots, pans, tables, and chairs, are often purchased by just telling the villagers, and then each family contributes a little, without having to buy them individually.

Every bit of money saved is a bit of saving, and you don’t waste money.

Even though they had just moved to Shangxing Village and were not that familiar with everyone, the villagers didn't mind.

"As for the bowls, if you really can't borrow them, then go to town early tomorrow and buy a few while shopping for groceries." Xia Qingyu said from the side.

When Mrs. Li heard that she had to spend money to buy a bowl, she felt a little sad.

After all, once this bowl is bought, when the house is built and people leave, there will be an extra bowl.

"Okay, then you should go to bed early. Tomorrow morning, the people the village chief helped to notify will come to our house. By then, we have to prepare breakfast for everyone."

Mr. Li urged them to let his son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughters and grandchildren go to bed early.

After a busy day, everyone was exhausted. After washing up, they went to bed early, waiting for the next day.

When Xia Qingyu came to this era, there were no electronic products for entertainment, and he found that everyone went to bed very early.

The living habits are very good, and they all follow the natural law of working at sunrise and resting at sunset. This is the healthy lifestyle that many people hope for before the end of the world.

Especially at night, when there is no electricity, the only lighting in people's homes is candles, oil lamps, etc.

Candles are a bit expensive, and only rich people can afford to buy them.

As for oil lamps, every household has at least one. Xia Qingyu and her family went to bed early these days, so she hasn't seen one yet.

Many families were reluctant to even light the dim oil lamp.

Looking up slightly, Xia Qingyu saw the moon in the sky. Although it was not yet the fifteenth day, it was already half a moon.

Xia Qingyu was a little surprised. It was the first time she saw such a bright moon.

The moon is bright in the sky, the stars are shining, and even the twinkling stars in the sky can be seen almost clearly.

Sure enough, as long as it is a sunny day, the moon at night is particularly bright.

As usual, Xia Qingyu was still sitting cross-legged on the ground.

On another mat next to her, Li Yanxi rested his head on his pillow with one hand, facing Xia Qingyu and looking at her tenderly.

"Stop looking and go to sleep." Xia Qingyu tilted her head, motioning Li Yanxi to close her eyes and rest.

"Oh."

Li Yanxi responded with a sound of grievance, then reluctantly turned around and faced his back to his wife.

It was obvious that all the brothers were in pairs, except for the second brother who had no wife, and the fifth sister-in-law who had not returned home. The second brother and the fifth brother shared a bed on the floor.

Although he really wanted to be with his wife, Li Yanxi remembered what his mother and others said, so he gritted his teeth and endured it.

He now particularly hopes that the house will be built as soon as possible so that he and his wife can lie in the same bed together instead of sleeping on the floor separately.

Thinking of that scene, the corners of Li Yanxi's lips kept rising.

"Good night."

Seeing Li Yanxi turned his head away, Xia Qingyu spoke subconsciously, only to realize after he finished speaking that what he said was a idiom from his previous life.

The man's voice was full of charm. "Well, good night, my wife."

Li Yanxi imitated his wife's way of speaking. Although he didn't know what "good night" meant, he thought it should mean resting and sleeping, after all, there was the word "night" in it.

The scene just now emerged in his mind. The wife looking up at the starry sky was quiet and beautiful. Li Yanxi's aching heart was relieved a little, and even his face felt a little hot.

He always remembered his wife saying that his eyes were like the starry sky.

Since his wife liked it so much, he decided to keep the eyes and protect them well, and no longer poke their eyeballs like he used to.

With his body lying on the floor, Xia Qingyu's consciousness had already entered the space.

She was also a night owl in her previous life, her body was in the laboratory, and she had a very strict schedule.

But after she awakened her space, she gained a certain degree of freedom and would often stay up late watching TV with Qiqi.

Thinking of that little guy, Xia Qingyu's heart shrank slightly, and an uncomfortable feeling surged up.

Suppressing her inner thoughts, she began to adjust her breathing and continued practicing.

This night, some people go to bed early, have a good dream, and prepare for the new day.

Some people woke up in the middle of the night, especially the old lady Niu from Huangzhu Village. She was carried back home and woke up slowly when the moon was at its highest in the sky.

She opened her eyes and turned to look at the moon outside the window.

"Little beast..." The hoarse voice was almost inaudible in the night filled with the croaking of frogs.

After not speaking for a long time and the weather being dry, Old Lady Niu felt her throat was dry and sore, as if there was a fire burning in her throat, igniting the anger in her heart.

The old lady Niu coughed hard and began to call for help, "Little beast, I'm thirsty, bring me some water."

Thinking that Niu Wu was still at home, Old Lady Niu spoke rudely.

There was silence in the hut. No one responded, so she got so angry that she started cursing and insulting the person's ancestors.

"You little beast...I knew you were the same as that old thing." After cursing for a while, Old Lady Niu's voice became hoarser, like the roar of an evil ghost.

Touching the edge of the bed with one hand and dragging the hand tied to the wooden board, Old Lady Niu moved her body while cursing.

"Boom!"

In the dark room, something heavy seemed to have fallen to the ground, and the dull gasps covered up the curses.

The cursed Niu Wu sat up in shock from his dying dream.

The man was still unconscious, lying on the bed, when he suddenly sneezed and woke himself up.

Am I dead?

Niu Wu noticed his nose itching and rubbed it, but he still didn't understand his condition.

Could it be that even if he becomes a ghost, he would still have feelings?

He seemed to be in a room now, and it was somewhat familiar.

"Brother Wu? Are you awake?!"

In the room, Jiang Xiaotang suddenly spoke, almost scaring Niu Wu, who turned around in surprise.

Jiang Xiaotang fumbled to get up and went to light the fuel-efficient lamp at home.

"Little Sugar?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Niu Wu glanced around the room and saw the moonlight coming in from the window and two figures standing up beside the bed.

He opened his mouth in doubt, but before he could finish, Niu Wu sneezed countless times unexpectedly, "A-choo! A-choo! A... sneeze..."