Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

Chapter 91: early winter, falling snow

Li Haitang picked up the banknote, and felt somewhat comforted in her heart, otherwise she would really cry and die, this night was full of dangers, and she would have to spend a long time digesting it.

"It's better not to meet this plague god."

After a night in prison, Li Haitang was too tired to take a shower, so he lay on the bed and fell asleep.

She had a dream. In the dream, Xiao Lingchuan was dressed in black, standing on the mountain with a desolate face.

Li Haitang was right next to him, she called her husband loudly, but Xiao Lingchuan didn't look at her, they were so close, yet seemed to be separated by thousands of rivers and mountains.

His eyes were deep and far away, with the aura of looking down on the world, he was completely different from his savage husband who was always considerate and considerate to her.

Are there two people who are so similar in the world? No, the scars at the corners of his eyes are hideous, and they are still there.

At this moment, Xiao Lingchuan was galloping down the official road holding the purse with the aroma of crabapple in his hand.

He received a letter from his master to rush back to Heifengzhai as quickly as possible, because a traitor appeared in Heifengzhai.

Just a few days ago, the government made great efforts to encircle and suppress, and dozens of brothers had no time to escape, and they were unwilling to be reduced to prisoners, so they jumped off the cliff.

He had only been away for a few months, and there was a big mess in the Black Wind Village, and Xiao Lingchuan had no choice but to deal with it.

Fortunately, the journey was peaceful and no one was chasing him, which meant that his identity was not revealed and his wife was safe.

Xiao Lingchuan put the Begonia purse on his chest, his eyes were deep, and he was on the road without sleep, just because of that promise that he would go back and spend the New Year with her.

If anyone is found to be a traitor, that person will not be able to live, and he will avenge those dozens of brothers who followed him.

The master said that there was something very important to tell him this time, and he thought it might be related to his life experience.

The north wind was bitter, and snowflakes fell on his eyelashes, which stained Xiao Lingchuan's eyelashes with frost. His facial features were carved like a knife, and he waved the rein expressionlessly. On the official road, only black shadows remained...

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After waking up from sleep, Li Haitang didn't regain her composure. She was just panicked at first, but now she was more depressed. She missed Xiao Lingchuan and wished she could fly to his side right away.

People are really strange things, they don't feel anything when they are together, but after leaving, she realizes that she has become very dependent on him unconsciously.

"Begonia, the chicken soup is stewed until the bones are gone."

Second Aunt Chen heard movement in the room, and called out at the door. The greenhouse had just been built, and she went to the shop to buy some hardy seeds, and waited to sow them tomorrow, hoping to grow vegetables soon.

When the craftsman heard that the greenhouse was not built for growing flowers and grass, but for growing vegetables, he bluntly said that their family was really a nouveau riche with no knowledge, and wasted money.

Second Aunt Chen retorted back with what Li Haitang said, "Food is the most important thing for the people", if you have the ability to eat or drink, you are not cultivating immortals! The owner is the one who really enjoys life.

Those flowers and plants, good-looking is good-looking, can't eat or drink, just look at it, can it fill your stomach?

"it is good."

Li Haitang's head drooped, and his mind was restless.

Li Haitang was not in the mood to listen to what Second Aunt Chen said. She hated the communication in this era. She missed her husband, but she didn't know where he was, and couldn't get in touch with him at all.

"No appetite? Eat a chicken leg."

Second Aunt Chen saw that Li Haitang's complexion was not good, and she thought that it had something to do with being taken into the cell last night. If it was her, she would have been paralyzed by now.

"Second Aunt Chen, is the salesman delivering sea worms here?"

When Li Haitang saw the chicken soup, she felt greasy and wanted to make sea cucumber stewed eggs by herself. She taught this dish to Aunt Chen, and after that, she sent Sixi to Lushan Academy every few days to nourish the body of her younger brother Li Jinhu.

"Come here, come, send a big basket."

Second Aunt Chen's scalp was numb, she didn't know why the master liked black sea worms, they were soft and frightening to look at.

"Okay, let's put it outside."

Remove the internal organs of sea cucumbers, fry green onions, stew eggs, scald them with hot water, and eat them with some pickles to keep fit.

Li Haitang cheered himself up, forced himself to eat a chicken leg, and made a plan in his mind. Tomorrow, let Uncle Chen go to Xiahe Village to find Liu Daniu to buy a field.

In winter, the cold wind howls, the branches are bare, and the street corners are full of unmelted snow, which outlines the town as a faint ink painting.

Every household raises cooking smoke, and every time it's meal time, sitting in the yard, you will smell the strong smell of rice.

Li Haitang's neighbor is also from a well-to-do family. They run a sesame oil workshop in the town. She met the proprietress of that shop when she went out.

The etiquette of Daqi is strict, and it is not easy for women to show their faces. It's just that the northern land is surrounded by barbarians, and they are somewhat influenced by that culture. It is normal for women to go to the street to buy something and do business, and they will not receive supercilious looks.

The incident of Jiangyang Bandits, which was a big turmoil in the previous section, passed away quietly without causing a splash. The common people discussed it for a few days, and when they saw that there was no more post, they stopped paying attention.

Chunniang's letter specifically mentioned that Xiao Taohong in Dequan's class was not acclimatized and caught the cold, so she didn't continue to speak, and the group left Beidi and rushed to the capital.

For this reason, Chunniang was very depressed, the house was in a hurry, and she managed to clean up the mess. Her husband was also better. Chunniang wanted to listen to a play, but this little wish was still not fulfilled.

"Just go."

Li Haitang only felt that what happened in the past few days was a hallucination. Before going to bed at night, she opened the money box and counted the bank notes one by one. Only the bank notes reminded her that it all happened for real.

Xiao Taohong's identity, in short, is not simple, and I hope that the two of them will never meet again.

Li Haitang counted the days when Xiao Lingchuan left. After the home's greenhouse was built, Uncle Chen took good care of it, and the young leek seedlings he planted grew as long as a finger joint. She thought, when she grows up a little bit, she will cut a crop of fried squid first.

In the kitchen, near the stove, Aunt Chen placed two large wooden boxes with garlic seedlings inside.

"Haitang, I think the garlic sprouts are ready to be picked."

Garlic seedlings don't need to be taken care of carefully, they are watered occasionally, and they grow fast. Since the second aunt Chen has become addicted to growing vegetables, she has planted fresh green onions and potted peppers.

The food at home is rich in variety, in addition to vegetables, there are also various seafood.

Second Aunt Chen recalled that at this time last year, her family was desolate, she was still washing clothes desperately, her hands were suffering from frostbite and cracks, and she was suffering from hardships. It can be said to be grateful, always reminding myself not to be a white-eyed wolf.

Li Haitang went out for a stroll and went to the grocery store to buy some pastries and drinks. Tomorrow is the first day of October in the lunar calendar.

The most famous temple in Lucheng, Baita Temple, is only open to outsiders on the first and fifteenth day of each month. Two days ago, Li Xia came here once and asked her to offer incense together. Everything else is secondary, and the incense should not be forgotten. Li Haitang had prepared the sesame oil money early on. Hearing that the amulet at the Baita Temple was the most effective, she squeezed her head and wanted to seek good luck for herself.