"What are you doing here? How is it inside?" Lin Yuzhu picked up two baskets of pig grass and walked in, and asked by the way.

"Yeah, you don't know. I wrote a small essay that shocked the world and cried ghosts and gods according to the task you assigned. I combined all kinds of news to create an extremely tragic life experience. My mother was moved.

If you can't do it, I will pick up my pen to encourage me to live well."

Lin Yulan followed her with her hands behind her back with a proud look on her face. She didn't care about changing her mouth, but she said it smoothly.

Lin Yuzhu twitched the corner of her mouth, "What about her?"

"Oh, I said I'm hungry, she went to make food for me. By the way, I see why her pen is calligraphy in brush, but she is so stylish~ Isn't she an ordinary rural woman who lives a very sloppy life?

?”

Lin Yuzhu sighed quietly, "I have been glorious once. Let me tell you about your body's background, and there are some things to pay attention to here. Although I don't know when I can go back, at least I should try my best to live now.

.”

From the main hall to the backyard to the stove, there are a series of sluices and sluices along the way.

On rainy days, the ground is wet when the stove is leaking. The tiles are moved to the row of the earth stove, which can only ensure that the cupboards and firewood are not wet.

I can't take care of other places anymore.

Tiles are bought with money, but money is not enough to spend.

Lin Yuzhu put down her burden, looked at Fang Shuhui, who was sitting in front of the stove and unconsciously putting firewood in, and turned around and glared at Lin Yulan, who had a bitter face.

"You see, her condition seems to be able to cook for you? If you don't follow her, come out to join in the fun!"

The light blocks the firewood, there are no sparks at all.

"Uh," Lin Yulan touched her nose, "I trust her so much."

"Go and pull her to the side and stay." Lin Yuzhu rolled up her cuffs, lifted the lid of the pot, and twitched the corners of her mouth.

More than a dozen sweet potatoes of different sizes were piled in the pot, without a drop of water.

It's a good thing that there is no fire, otherwise the pot will burn...

Sweet potato carbon for breakfast…

She scooped two scoops of water into the pot and covered the pot. Lin Yulan had already persuaded Fang Shuhui to the side and hugged her silently to comfort her.

In the morning when the weather is not connected, the whole village usually eats sweet potatoes in the morning.

Lin Yuzhu has seen the rice jar and only has one foundation left.

Grain is extremely precious in this planned economy era. You have to go to the grain station in the town to buy it with tickets.

How many kilograms of grain stamps should be bought and how many kilograms of corresponding grain should be calculated separately.

If you have money but don’t have tickets, you can’t buy food.

The production team only gives members a few kilograms of food stamps every year, and the original owner doesn't even know the rice price.

The food rations were distributed by the production team. The two or three kilograms of denominations were kept for the annual end of the year to buy flour.

The only chance to eat pasta throughout the year is during the Chinese New Year.

This area does not grow wheat, and there is only one type of flour and standard flour at the grain station.

One cent to seventy per pound, no special flour stamps, so you can buy them with food stamps.

It is a happy thing for villagers to have a meal of steamed buns and noodles.

They mocked people when they were whimsical and laughed sarcastically, "Why do you want to eat noodles?"

The village calls matches foreign fire, and this kind of consumable is not available in the Lin family.

There was only the sound of firing sickles constantly knocking on the flint, and the sparks were splashing everywhere.

Lin Yuzhu's 21st century adoptive father did not like the noisy and impetuous big cities, so he built a villa in the mountains. Every morning and evening, he put on a straw hat and carried a hoe to the fields, and talked about farming and children with left-behind elderly people in the village.

She grew up in the mountains, and her adoptive father never spoiled her, and she was spiritually prosperous and could not leave her work.

The skill of cooking in the earth stove is easy to use.

The firewood sounded, and Lin Yuzhu touched two willow branches out of the pig grass basket, cut a piece of skin around it, and handed one to Lin Yulan.

"What's the purpose?" Lin Yulan shook it in her hand.

"brush teeth."

"Good guy can't even afford a toothbrush, how can I use this thing?"

"Chew this head apart and you will get a brush head." Lin Yuzhu demonstrated to her, "Without toothpaste, you can dip a little salt to help with cleaning."

Fang Shuhui sat on a low stool and watched Lin Yuzhu teach Lin Yulan to brush her teeth, use a fire sickle, and introduce various things in the stove.

My heart was sore and swelling. In the past, my sister was protecting her sister.

My current sister is completely different from her daughter. She has indifferent and confident eyebrows and is calm in every move.

Such a person even made her feel a little respectful.

"Oh!" Lin Yulan screamed in surprise, holding her bleeding fingers and jumping and screaming, "Hurry! I've cut my hand! Is there any alcohol iodine? Uh. Fu..."

Lin Yulan looked at Fang Shuhui with a very fast speed and rushed over from the corner of the wall, wrapped her bleeding fingers, and touched her head.

"No, is she so hasty!" Lin Yulan shook her index finger and roared, "So much dust, won't the wound be infected!"

Lin Yuzhu looked back and looked at her calmly.

"This kind of cotton-like spider web is very common among the people to stop bleeding from small wounds, and it is not a big problem. If you want to cut pig grass, it is not a hand cut. If you don't know how to cut it, you can do it slowly."

Lin Yulan was skeptical, and the knife hurt a lot, and jumped to her pitifully, "I'm injured, I don't have to work today. I have to soak water when pulling seedlings and washing seedlings, so I won't be infected!"

"Stop dreaming, you won't get out of the fire when you get hurt." Lin Yuzhu took a basket and took out the sweet potatoes in the pot. "Look at how many scars on her hands, except that she can't afford to get sick, she hasn't asked for leave because of these things.

.”

Lin Yulan's original owner is very strong. Others laugh at her family for being weak and slow to do things, and she is not as good as her oldest child.

People didn't rest at noon and stayed in the paddy fields all day, but they couldn't straighten their waists when they returned at night.

Stupid and stubborn.

"Ah? Is it so miserable?" Lin Yulan pursed her lips, took the sweet potato handed over by Lin Yuzhu and ate it fiercely, "Forget it, I can't break my character, I'll fight!"

After shouting the slogans, my heart was filled with tears.

It's a sin.

What wishes are made if you are fine?

My parents have their own homes, and they don’t care about her. At least they get to her card every month, there are nannies in housework, and drivers when they go out.

At school, no one dared to speak loudly to her except for her head teacher.

Now, I have an awkward identity. Anyone can bully her for a while, and she is so poor that she can’t get enough to eat.

Lin Yuzhu didn't have time to care about her, so she quickly poured the pig grass that Fang Shuhui had cut into the pot of boiling sweet potatoes, carried the bucket and poured the slurry water that didn't have any oil, and scooped two scoops of rice bran to stir.

After washing his hands, he sat on a stool with a sweet potato and ate while thinking.

There is a piglet, a rooster, and three hens at home.

These are the sources of income for most side businesses for the Lin family, who have no skills.

I saved up the eggs and went to the market to sell them to the commune purchase station. I raised the rooster and killed them during the Chinese New Year.

Pig manure and chicken manure are used to keep underground fertilizer for your own pigs. When the pigs are raised, the inspectors of the brigade will see if they are of level enough. If they are enough, they will take them to the town purchase station to sell for money.

Killing pigs...the Lin family cannot afford to kill them.

People are not full, so they have no excess food to feed chickens and pigs.

Just feeding rice bran, sweet potatoes, pig grass, and pigs will not be fat.

She searched for memories and prepared to make homemade feed using the resources here and space.

After a glance at Fang Shuhui, who was sitting there eating sweet potatoes silently, this poor mother fainted last night and went out to cut pig grass again in the morning. Her mood was very ups and downs, and she was no longer energetic.

Lin Yuzhu finished eating the sweet potatoes in three or two, scooped a scoop of cold water to rinse her mouth, and patted Lin Yulan on the shoulder, "You'll help clean up after you finish eating, I'll go to the captain's house to help... Our mother... ask for half a day off."

She adopted her when her adoptive father was in her sixties, and she had only seen her adoptive mother in photos.

This sentence is very awkward.

She had to try to integrate into this place as much as possible, and changing the name was helpless.
Chapter completed!