Chapter 187 Persimmon Frost
Listening to Song Zhuangshi's tone, Bai Yunxi looked at her indifferently,
"You also said that the forest belongs to everyone, whoever picks it belongs to them, you can pick it if you want, who is stopping you? It's useless to be sarcastic in front of me.
"It takes several days to harvest one acre of land, no wonder people always say you are lazy, I think you are not only lazy, but also talkative, be careful of committing karma, and then you will be fried in oil and your mouth will be full of blisters. "
"Who are you saying is lazy? We work all day long, how can we be lazy?"
Song Zhuangshi was immediately unhappy, pinching her waist and glaring, looking fierce.
"I said you are lazy, what's wrong? I wronged you, how many days have you cut the sorghum stalks of a field? "
As he was talking, a little old lady came over leisurely with a cane.
Song Zhuangshi was discouraged when she saw the old lady appear.
"Mom, how could I be lazy? We have been working hard, sweating profusely under the scorching sun. But my sister-in-law and her family, apart from drying the crops, didn't even come to help."
"Shut up! Didn't they work on the land in the east? Or did they not harvest the land on the other side? Calculate for me, who worked more?"
When she saw the food, she wanted to pour it into her stomach. When she started working, she would complain and procrastinate if she was not watched.
"Hurry up, cut all the sorghum stalks in this field today and transport them home. We have to fertilize the land tomorrow. If you procrastinate and don't finish the work, you won't have time to eat. "
Song Zhuang held her mouth and kicked the ground at her feet in anger, splashing dirt all over her face.
Old Lady Song glared at her daughter-in-law, turned to look at Bai Yunxi, and greeted her with a smile.
"Yunxi, you're going into the mountains,"
"Yes, Tian Shao at home, take advantage of this period of time to try your luck in the mountains."
"That's right, now is a good season for autumn harvest, and the fruits in the mountains are ripe. If you're lucky, you won't starve."
Old Lady Song nodded. Her eldest daughter-in-law had a good relationship with her and often brought home a few fish. She was grateful for her food.
"What you said is right, I made a few more trips to fill my stomach, I had no choice. "
Bai Yunxi exchanged a few polite words and turned to leave. From a distance, she could still hear the old lady scolding the couple.
If nothing else, the old lady had a good lung capacity.
Back home, they poured the persimmons into a large winnowing basket, and several people continued to peel them. Because there were so many, they asked the second child to set up a drying rack.
It takes a month to forty days to make persimmon cakes and cover the persimmon frost.
The quantity of persimmon frost is very small and the price is relatively high. Chinese medicine is calculated by weight.
Just when they were working hard, Song Wang came with half a basket of radishes,
"Sister Yunxi, the radishes in the field have been harvested. I'll give you a few. While the weather is good, dry them into dried radishes... Oh my God, where did you pick so many persimmons? "
Looking at Song Wang's surprised look, Bai Yunxi smiled and asked Li to bring a stool for her.
"We just came back from the forest. Li found a persimmon tree. We picked all the fruits and prepared to dry them into persimmon cakes as snacks. You can take a basket back later and dry them yourself. Save them for drinking with water in winter."
"It is said that it is better to come early than to come early. I will not be polite then."
Song Wang sat next to Bai Yunxi and peeled the fruits with a knife. Her movements were very quick. She looked like a person who was used to working.
"You are so lucky. When I came back from the river, I happened to meet your mother-in-law inspecting the sorghum field. I guess she was afraid that your second brother and his wife would be lazy."
See you tomorrow~