Seventy-Four La 8 Is Here

Hu Xiangyu insisted on the day of Laba, and her heart became more and more heavy, and the New Year's goods were not enough. Anyway, there are still twenty days before the New Year. What is anxious now is how to celebrate Laba. She has not yet found the materials for making wheaten rice!

Hu Xiangyu and her aunt are not local people, but people from the neighboring province H province. The customs there are different from the local ones. On Laba day, they don't cook Laba porridge, but wheat kernel rice.

Mix freshly ground wheat kernels with beef and mutton, add green salt, ginger skin, pepper, grass fruit, Miaoxiang and other condiments, simmer over low heat for one night, and open the lid the next morning. The wheat and meat in the pot became chyle-like, fragrant, and melted in the mouth.

Of course, now that every household is living in a difficult situation, it is natural that they are not so particular about cooking wheat kernel rice, but no matter how poor their life is, wheat kernel rice still has to be cooked.

Although the Zhu family are locals, because of Aunt Hu's strength in the Zhu family, the Zhu family's Laba Festival these years are all wheat kernel rice, and Laba porridge has not been made for decades.

In previous years, the Zhu family's wheat kernel rice was dealt with indiscriminately by Mrs. Hu. Since Hu Xiangyu came to join the Zhu family, every year the Laba Zhu family can eat the fragrant wheat kernel rice. Over time, the Zhu family's Laba wheat kernels The rice was made round by Hu Xiangyu.

First, Hu Xiangyu wanted to show off his skills, and secondly, he also wanted to find a backer for their mother and daughter. Although the backer of the Zhu family was a bit crooked, it was better than none. So, Laba cooked a decent meal of wheat kernels. the default rules.

When Ma Xixi was comfortably served by Hu Xiangyu on the kang earlier, he promised to bring meat and wheat kernels for her, so that they could eat the fragrant wheat kernel rice.

But it's been a few days, but Ma Xixi, the bear guy, doesn't even show up, and Mai Ren and Rou haven't even smelled the smell.

Hu Xiangyu couldn't stand it any longer. The Laba farm was resting on this day, and every household was preparing for the Laba Festival, but she couldn't start work. Thinking of her aunt who came over and asked her to put more meat in the meal yesterday, Hu Xiangyu gritted her teeth. , took off the red scarf from the wall and wrapped it carefully, took out a mirror the size of your face and looked at it, and licked the messy hair, only then did you feel satisfied.

"You stay at home, Xiaocao, you are not allowed to go anywhere, do you understand?"

Hu Xiangyu asked her daughter on the kang, her tone was different from the usual gentleness, and a little serious. The last time Hu Xiaocao came back crying with hurt, after she knew the whole story, she was so angry that she beat her daughter at the time, and she felt it in her heart. Bad premonition.

Sure enough, Ma Xixi has never been to her house since then. If Hu Xiaocao was her daughter, she would have the heart to strangle this dead girl.

The wound on Hu Xiaocao's face was almost healed, with faint red marks, and the person lowered his head and hummed.

This end of the Shen family was also very lively. Several people gathered together to wash rice, and to pick beans. Everyone had a job at hand, talking and laughing.

Shen Jiao had nothing to do, the adults didn't let her work, she was bored watching on the side, so she put on her hat and said she was going to go out to play with Ma Xinghua, but Shen Jiaxing didn't take it seriously, and let her go after a few words. gone.

Shen Jiao walked straight to the stables of the farm. The weather has been very good these few days, the snow on the ground has melted, the ground is loosely tanned, and it is very soft to step on. The stables are at the far north of the farm, a little far from the residential area. , that is the livestock area of ​​the farm, where cattle, horses, sheep, pigs and other livestock are raised. Usually no one is willing to come here, because it is too heavy.

Ma Xixi's three thin horses were also detained here. Shen Jiao found the three horses with ease, and when they saw her, they all snorted and flicked their tails, with intimacy in their eyes.

"Shh!"

Shen Jiao put her middle finger on her lips, motioning Ma'er not to make a sound, it would be bad if the manager was disturbed.

The manager of the farm is only in charge of raising cattle, sheep and pigs, but the horses are not.

Shen Jiao had always suspected that Ma Xixi had deducted the rations of the three horses. Maybe the food Hu Xiaocaoniang ate was pulled out of the mouths of the three poor horses, otherwise how could these three horses be so thin?

You must know that the farm treats cattle and horses better than humans. The monthly rations will only be given more and not less. If there is a busy farming season, they can also send eggs to the cattle and horses to supplement their health, and they will never be at a loss.

It was quiet in the stable. It seemed that Ma Xixi was not there. It should be the festival at Shangma's house, and the caretaker of the sheep pen next to him was not there either.

Shen Jiao was relieved, took out three carrots from the small bag on her back, and stuffed them into the three horses to eat. During this time, she would quietly come over to feed the horses carrots, tender grass eggs, etc. Although the three horses were still a little thin, their furs were much shiny, and the captain of the horse even praised Ma Xixi.

Ma Xixi, this shameless guy, also accepted it frankly, but when he turned around, he should still deduct the deduction for Ma'er, and he should still be scolded, Shen Jiao hated him!

"Is it delicious? Eat more if it tastes good. That damned Ma Xixi hit you again? Next time that guy hits you again, you'll all be slapped and smashed into the mud, you know?" Shen Jiao felt distressed. He touched the scar on the red horse's back, took out the ointment and smeared it on it.

Because of the weakest physique, this jujube red horse is usually beaten by horse Xixi a lot, and Shen Jiao also loves it the most.

The jujube red horse stretched out her tongue and licked Shen Jiao's hand affectionately. The warm tongue licked her tickling. It was given to the horses to eat, one horse ate three eggs, and she added an extra egg to the jujube horse, so that the three horses were fully fed.

"I'm going back, next time I'll bring a brush to brush your body, it's comfortable!"

Shen Jiao reached out and touched the three horses, and was about to go back when the three horses' ears perked up, and they stuck out their heads and touched Shen Jiao, as if preventing her from going back.

"I really want to go back, or Grandpa will be worried."

Shen Jiao thought Ma'er couldn't bear her, so she reasoned with Ma'er in a good voice, but the three horses still refused to let her go, and surrounded her in the middle, wrapping her tightly.

Shen Jiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, just as she was about to push the horse away, she heard movement from outside.

"What are you doing, Sun Maodan?" It was a woman's voice, which sounded somewhat familiar.

Shen Jiao frowned, the name Sun Maodan also sounded familiar, where did she hear it?

A man's airy voice sounded: "Are you looking for Ma Xixi? He's not here, let his sister call him home for the festival to have porridge!"

Hu Xiangyu secretly hated, no wonder she went to Ma Xixi's residence and couldn't find anyone, and even when she came to this stable, she still couldn't find it, and she also met Sun Maodan, a two-ball guy.

Ma Xinghua, this little slut, has ruined her good deeds time and time again. One day, she must find a way to clean up this little slut.