The end of natural disasters: the daily life of child brides in ancient times

Qin Lang looked at the pig blood splashed on his body, stood up and walked towards the shower curtain.

Seeing that the hot water he had poured earlier was used up, he poured another bucket of hot water into the wooden barrel hanging above.

Pull out the plug and the water in the bucket flows out through the copper pipe.

It passes through a specially designed simple shower head and sprays out.

Qin Lang tested the temperature and felt it was a little hot, so he added some cold water.

He took off his dirty clothes and washed them while sighing.

Fortunately, Qingqing has this space, which makes it convenient for her to do anything.

Speaking of which, this is a homemade simple bathing device.

It was custom-made when I built the bathroom in my new house.

Although it is not as convenient as modern advanced shower equipment, it is much more convenient than taking a bath in a wooden tub in this era.

After taking a shower, Qin Lang put on his clothes and shouted in the space.

Lu Qingqing heard the noise, let the person out, and slipped into the space herself.

Dumplings and the big turtle in the space watched Qin Lang suddenly disappear, and then she suddenly appeared again. They were stunned for a moment and then ran over happily.

But Lu Qingqing didn't care about them at this time. The clothes on her body were too heavy. She felt like she was carrying a heavy turtle shell, which made her almost breathless.

She took off her clothes layer by layer and let out a long breath.

He squatted down, started from the dumplings, and kissed each of the three little ones one by one.

I took out some more space water and waited until they drank it all.

After getting close to the three little ones, Lu Qingqing changed into work clothes and turned her attention to the whole pig that had been drained of blood.

Qin Lang has finished the process of scraping the pig hair.

As for cutting up a whole pig, Lu Qingqing is more familiar with this job.

After all, when I learned various joint techniques from Senior Brother Chai, I practiced them on pigs.

Later, she was the one who slaughtered all the fat pigs in the space.

At this time, take out the sharp butcher knife and start cutting from the pig's trotters.

Find the joint, cut around the joint, and then turn it again, and the pig's trotter will come off.

After cutting off the four pig's trotters, start cutting off the big pig's head.

This fat pig is really fat. The phrase "fat head and big ears" is very appropriate here.

He picked up the boss's pig head and threw it into the big wooden basin next to him.

Then, he began to cut open the belly.

After separating the layer of lard, a bunch of internal organs rushed out.

At the same time, an unpleasant smell rushed into my nose.

Lu Qingqing held her breath and shoveled the internal organs into the basin beside her.

He took a step back and took a deep breath.

I haven't slaughtered pigs for a long time, and it's only now that I'm slowly getting the hang of it.

The subsequent process went smoothly, and almost no effort was required to cut up the whole fat pig.

Then came the second, the third...

By the time she had finished cutting up all the fat pigs, Lu Qingqing was sweating profusely.

At this point, the whole pig has been divided.

But there is no time to deal with difficult areas such as the large intestine and small intestine.

She stretched her sore arms and decided to leave these odd jobs for the winter and do them slowly.

I was too lazy to move now, so I just used my mind to place the basins containing different parts on different positions on the shelf.

After finishing my work, I went to the bathroom, put on some bath soap and took a good bath.

Now, my hair has grown a little longer, and it is no longer as frizzy as the sea urchin it was a while ago.

Today's hair is even shorter than the short hair of modern women.

In addition, the hairstyle was not well maintained, so it was not very good-looking.

I can only say that it’s a good thing that it’s winter now, so I never take off the hat except when I sleep.

As for sleeping, the room was pitch black and even Qin Lang couldn't see.

This long awkward period finally didn't make her too embarrassed.

Lu Qingqing was drying her hair while looking at herself in the mirror.

After thinking about it, I sprinkled some space water on my head, hoping to speed up the growth of my hair.

By the time she packed up and went out, it was almost time for the next round of duty.

After waiting for a while, some villagers came over to take over.

The two of them carried lanterns and walked back to the courtyard in the night.

When Old Man Zhuang saw them come back, he said a few words of concern and asked them to go back to the house and rest early.

Early the next morning.

Lu Qingqing was feeding the horses in the stable when she heard voices outside the gate.

Judging from the sound, it seemed that Old Man Zhuang was talking to a woman.

But since coming to Fushan Town, Old Man Zhuang has never met any women in the village.

She felt a little worried and walked towards the door.

When I went out, I saw a woman in tattered clothes clearing the snow in front of her yard with a snow shovel.

Old man Zhuang stood by and wanted to stop it, but because of the strict rules between men and women, he couldn't reach out.

Seeing her come out, he hurried over.

“Qing boy, this guy has to clean up for us.

No matter what I say, she won't listen.

"No reward without merit, how can we let others clean up for us?"

Lu Qingqing looked at the woman again and recognized her as Mai Sui Niang whom she had met yesterday.

While the two were talking, Mai Sui Niang had already come closer pushing a snow shovel.

When he saw Lu Qingqing, a smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you so much for last night, little brother.

From now on, I will help you sweep the snow in front of your door."

Lu Qingqing refused several times, but seeing that Mai Sui Niang insisted, she changed the subject.

"How is Miss Wheat Ear? Is she feeling better?"

When Mai Sui's mother heard Mai Sui, she thought of how her husband had locked her and her mother out of the house last night.

The smile on his face faded a little.

But my man is a scoundrel!

Since the elders in the clan are all ignoring my advice, why bother causing trouble for the kind-hearted young man in front of me?

Thinking of this, she smiled and nodded, then went back to work.

Both Lu Qingqing and Old Man Zhuang could see that there was something hidden in her words, but since she didn't ask for help, they didn't say much.

Seeing her working hard, Old Man Zhuang took a snow shovel and went over to join in.

Lu Qingqing looked at Mai Sui Niang, who was so thin that her cotton jacket was shaking on her body, but she still rushed to do the work.

I went back to the house and took two hot double-grain pancakes from the pot.

Ignoring Mai Sui Niang's refusal, he stuffed it into her hands and went back to the stable to continue working.

Mai Sui Niang touched the warm pancake in her arms, and thinking that her daughter was still running a fever, she finally accepted it.

She worked faster, cleaned the area outside the courtyard, and ran back home.

At this time, in the woodshed on the west side, the wheat ears were nestled in the firewood pile, their cheeks red from the burn.

Mai Sui Niang quietly ran back to the woodshed, opened the pile of firewood, and looked at her daughter inside.

He touched his forehead and tried, but his frown only deepened.

She took the water bag from her daughter's arms and tested the water temperature.

Seeing that it was still warm, he gently shook the wheat ears to wake them up.

After giving her a few sips of water, he looked back at the door.

When she didn't see her man coming, she took out the two-pound flour pancake like a treasure.

When Mai Sui smelled the fragrance of flour, his eyes brightened.

Mai Sui Niang took out a cake, handed it to her, and whispered:

"Eat quickly and finish it quickly so your father and brother won't see it."

Wheat Ear smelled the delicious aroma of noodles and couldn't help but take several bites.

After swallowing it, she saw her mother staring at the two-grain pancake and swallowing her saliva, then she reacted and hurriedly handed the pancake in her hand to her mother's mouth.

Mai Sui Niang took a big step back and walked to the door of the woodshed.

He looked outside and saw that no one came out of the house, so he whispered:

"Hurry up and finish eating, Mom has to go out and deliver some food to that boy from last night.

My mother and I have already taken advantage of him, so it would be bad to ask for his things for free."

Upon hearing this, Mai Sui carefully tore off the half of the pancake that he had taken a few bites of.

He put a few bites into his mouth and chewed slowly.

After seeing that she had put away the rest, Mai Sui Niang went into the pile of firewood.

He took out two large cabbages from the innermost part.

She wanted to stuff it into her arms, but the clothes she was wearing were far from being loose enough.

He walked around the woodshed and finally took out the torn sackcloth bag containing firewood.

After hiding the two cabbages inside, he stood at the door of the woodshed facing the main house for a while before trotting out.