Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

There were quite a few people gathered at the gate of the courtyard.

Cui Chengliang is capable and hardworking. Apart from working in the fields all day, he never talks much with widows and young wives. When the villagers heard that his rumored wife had returned to Xiahe Village, they were very curious.

"Tsk tsk, this city girl is so pretty, even I, an old woman, am attracted to her."

"If I had such a beautiful wife, I would be happy to go quarrying in the West Mountain."

The speaker was Zhao Yougen, a well-known idler in the village, staring greedily at the frail and slender woman in the yard.

"You? You left home and the next moment your child took someone else's surname, hahahahaha."

Everyone laughed wildly. Old Mrs. Cui's face turned gloomy. She picked up the broom from the corner and rushed to the door with it.

"You've all eaten, right? Let's go!"

Old Mrs. Cui slammed the gate shut, feeling annoyed when she saw Feng refusing to leave.

"Can't you see the wound on the third brother's wife's head? She was robbed. Not only is there no food, but she doesn't even have a penny. You'd better give up and go back to your own home!"

The second son's wife is lazy and greedy. She never changes her expression no matter she is beaten or scolded. She usually doesn't come to the old house for a month. This time, I heard that the third son's wife has returned, and her legs and feet are more agile than anyone else.

Feng was dissatisfied. She said that Lin didn't bring any food back, so why could she eat the food in the old house? After all, she had more sons than Lin.

She puffed out her belly and said, "I don't really need his Third Aunt to have a meal. Mom, I'm pregnant again. I've been craving sour meat lately. It must be another boy."

Old Mrs. Cui’s eyes turned black and she cried out, “What a sin!”

The second family has four sons and one daughter. They can’t even get enough to eat, but they are still thinking about having a boy.

Cui Zhaozhao quietly came out of the house and walked to Cui's mother's side, holding half a basin of picked and washed shepherd's purse in her arms, and handed the shepherd's purse to Mrs. Cui obediently.

"Grandma, this is some shepherd's purse that my mother and I just picked. Have some."

Old Mrs. Cui took a look at her granddaughter who had not been under her supervision since she was a child. She had a pair of beautiful watery eyes, exactly the same as the third child when she was a child, but her skin color was like Lin's, and her whole body was white.

His drooping eyelids moved, he took the basin and turned back to the house.

Feng watched eagerly, and when she came out again, there was only an empty basin in Mrs. Cui's hand.

Water was scarce to begin with, and after pruning and washing the shepherd's purse, only green leaves were left, with crystal water droplets hanging on them. Feng was so greedy that she was itching to eat them, but she couldn't eat them.

Cui Zhaozhao nudged Cui's mother with his arm, and the two looked at each other and smiled softly. There were wild vegetables everywhere, but this Feng was surprisingly lazy.

"His third aunt is living in the old house, which is a blessing. Poor little Xiaoqi, he is already four years old and as thin as a blade of grass." Feng rolled her eyes, "Mother, why don't you let Xiaowu and Xiaoqi come back to live with us too?"

It would be fine if I didn't mention these guys, but as soon as I mentioned Old Mrs. Cui, she became so angry that she gasped.

I worked so hard to raise a few chicks, but when they started laying eggs, one of them would disappear every few days. At first I thought they were stolen by Huang Maozi, but in the end I found out that they were all stolen by the boys from the second wife.

Old Mrs. Cui still has a shadow over raising chickens.

Looking at the granddaughter snuggling beside Lin, she was obviously much more pleasing to the eye.

Cui Zhaozhao poked his head out, his expression pitiful yet expectant. "Fifth and seventh brothers, are you coming too? Grandma said there's no food at home for us, and Mom isn't feeling well. I was thinking of going to the mountains to find some wild fruits. It would be nice to be with my brothers, so I wouldn't be afraid."

It hasn't rained for a long time, so all the wild animals, insects and snakes in the mountains have come down to look for water to drink. A while ago, Mrs. Chen's child went up the mountain and was bitten by a poisonous snake. They had no money to see a doctor, so they watched the snake die.

Feng said awkwardly, "Second aunt is joking with your grandma."

Seeing Feng being humiliated, Old Mrs. Cui felt relieved. At this time, Cui Chengliang pushed open the gate and came in.

Old Mrs. Cui was facing the courtyard gate. When she saw Cui Chengliang, he nodded secretly to her and stretched out three fingers.

Old Mrs. Cui knew that her son had made money this time, so she suppressed the corners of her mouth and said nothing.

Feng noticed the basket in Cui Chengliang's hand with her sharp eyes.

"What is his third uncle holding?"

Without waiting for Cui Chengliang to answer, he reached out and lifted the coarse cloth covering the basket, revealing half a basket of ripe red fruits.

Cui Chengliang moved aside to distance himself from Feng and explained awkwardly, "I made some stone rollers outside the village. Second sister-in-law, please take some back for the children."

Stone rollers are sour and sweet. Although they are not filling, people will pick a handful and eat them as snacks when they see them on the road.

Cui Chengliang picked a lot of fruits. When he saw the fruits, he subconsciously thought of jam. The two children were young and should like the sweet and sour taste.

Feng grinned: "How can this be so embarrassing."

"If you're sorry, don't take it." Old Mrs. Cui snatched the basket away in a bad mood. "Okay, stop blocking my view. Third brother, take five kilograms of grain to your second sister-in-law."

Feng couldn't believe it.

Cui Chengliang pinched the change in his pocket, agreed, and went back to the house to get food.

Old Mrs. Cui lived a frugal life. She could preserve five pounds of millet in very good condition. She could exchange it for ten pounds of moldy rice at the grain store. If she saved it a little, she could eat it for a month.

Feng was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth. She walked out of the old house at a fast speed and didn't even want the stone roller.

"Send another five pounds to your eldest brother's house later." Old Mrs. Cui instructed Cui Chengliang.

Although the eldest family has honest intentions, after giving it to the second family, the eldest family cannot be left behind. After saying this, he glanced at Cui Zhaozhao and her daughter.

"I'll give you five pounds too."

Cui Zhaozhao's eyes fell on the basket: "We don't want the milk, please give us the fruit."

Fruit for food?

Is the child okay?

Old Mrs. Cui frowned and looked at Cui's mother beside her. Cui's mother knew that her daughter must have her reasons for wanting fruit, so she smiled faintly and nodded at Old Mrs. Cui.

"The fruit was picked by the third son. Take it if you want to eat it. Your father and I don't like to eat these greasy things." Old Lady Cui frowned. "You can take the food too. Don't come back and say that I am biased."

Cui's mother opened her mouth, and Old Lady Cui continued, "I heard from Xiaoliu that Sanlang is still in the academy in the county town. Let's call him back tomorrow. Our family can't afford to let him study."

Sanlang is the eldest son of Cui's mother. She originally planned to take the child back to the Cui family and use the money she had to support her eldest son's studies. Now that the money has been robbed, she naturally cannot afford to support a scholar.

Cui Zhaozhao and her daughter had forgotten that they had a adopted son in the city, but they had already accepted Xiaoliu, so naturally, Cui's mother had no resistance to her original eldest son.

Old Lady Cui made the final decision: "Tomorrow, Third Brother, you go to the city to pick him up."

Cui Zhaozhao said, "Dad doesn't know the way, I'll go with you to pick up big brother tomorrow."

Old Mrs. Cui nodded in agreement. Cui Chengliang took some food for the mother and daughter, then turned around and went into the upper room with Old Mrs. Cui.

Cui Zhaozhao also returned to the west room and closed the door tightly.

"Xiaoliu is still sleeping." Cui's mother glanced at the inner room and closed the door.

Cui Zhaozhao took out a bowl of stone roller and put it aside. The remaining fruits in the basket disappeared in the blink of an eye, and a small dime of silver lay quietly in the basket.

"Is this fruit so valuable?" Cui's mother exclaimed in a low voice.

Cui Zhaozhao felt secretly proud. When he saw the fruit, the system reminded him in his ear that it was 30 wen per pound!

This basket of fruit weighs more than three pounds, which is why she would rather exchange grain for fruit.

More than one hundred coins can be exchanged for dozens of kilograms of rice, and the space can also be upgraded.

"Tomorrow when we enter the city, find a chance to exchange it for food and have a clear path."

Pork belly!

She wants to eat pork belly!

Normally I would be disgusted by fatty meat, but now this body is drooling at the thought of the braised pork that melts in the mouth.

Cui Zhaozhao washed the remaining stone rollers. The mother and daughter tasted one and didn't want to eat it anymore. They were used to eating modern fruits and couldn't accept wild fruits for a while.

The five catties of millet he brought back were exchanged for 40 wen. Cui Zhaozhao found a small cloth bag and put all the money in it.

A dime of silver and a few copper coins made a pleasant sound when they collided in the cloth bag, and she finally smiled for the first time since she traveled through time.

At this time, Old Mrs. Cui was also in a good mood in the upper room.

"Mr. Sun's family took all the vegetables and exchanged them for three taels of silver." Cui Chengliang carefully took out a piece of silver from his pocket.

"Okay, okay, his father, take a look."

Old Mrs. Cui smiled and held the silver in front of Old Mr. Cui. These three taels of silver could buy at least dozens of kilograms of old grain.

It hasn't rained for a long time, and Mr. Cui felt like there was a dark cloud pressing down on his heart, making him depressed and uncomfortable. He rarely smiled when he saw the silver.

"The third brother's idea is the best. I've been farming all my life, and I never thought that vegetables could be grown in water."

Cui Chengliang scratched his head. Hydroponics was no secret in later generations. If he had no hope of growing crops from the fields, he would not have wanted to attract attention like this.

The two elders of the Cui family are honest farmers. After being happy, they couldn't help but worry.

"Sell one or two more crops of water spinach and store away more grain. No matter how the harvest turns out, we can still survive by eating sparingly."

Old Mrs. Cui couldn't remember the word hydroponics, so she called all the vegetables grown in water water vegetables.

Old Master Cui also nodded. Even if he made money from selling water vegetables, he could not guarantee that he would not be targeted. A starving person was harder to guard against than a wild beast in the mountains.

"I'll secure the backyard later, and when I pick up Sanlang tomorrow, I'll exchange all this silver for food."

Sanlang, who was far away in the academy, had no idea at this time that the two people who nominally took him home actually had their own thoughts.