Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old

   Chapter 338 Moxa

Everyone sees that Lin Xicui's parents have 200 taels of silver, and they don't know how much Jiang Yue and Xue Yan's family are, so they all think that the richest family in Shili Ba Village is Lin Xicui's mother's family, and Jiang Yue and Xue Yan's family is the richest. If you have money, it shouldn't be as much as two hundred taels.

   Jiang Yue and Xue Yan's family naturally have no one to argue this stupidly.

   On the other hand, some people laughed at Xue Sanhu in private, and the betrothal partner went to be a concubine, but because everyone knew about Xue Sanhu's temper, it was only in private, and no one dared to say it in front of Xue Sanhu.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and there were mosquitoes. One day, when Xue Wuhu got up, he shouted that he was bitten by a mosquito while sleeping at night, and he raised his sleeves to reveal the big red bag on his arm for Jiang. month they look.

   Xue Erhu immediately hit him on the arm and said with a smile, "There are moxa sticks dried in the shade at home, you don't know if you smoke it yourself, you deserve to be bitten."

  Jiang Yue knew that there are still mosquito coils in this world, but they need money to buy them, and most farmers are reluctant to buy them.

And every year when the leaves of mugwort are in full bloom, every farm household will pick the leaves of mugwort, roll them into strips, and then dry them in the shade. People have already picked mugwort leaves.

   "I should be able to sleep on the mat now, it was quite hot last night." Xue Sihu said.

   "It's time to sleep on the mat." Liu Guixia smiled. "But Yuebao and Xiaoyan are still young, and it's not that hot yet. Don't put them on the bamboo mat first, let's sleep on the straw mat first, and then change the bamboo mat for them when the weather gets hotter."

   Li Hehua said with a smile: "Then I will wash the mats at home today, and everyone will be able to put them on at night."

  Liu Guixia: "How can there be so many bamboo mats at home? Last year, they were all straw mats for sleeping. Fortunately, there is no need to save them now, Sihu, when you come back from town in the afternoon, remember to buy bamboo mats."

   "I know mother." Xue Sihu replied with a smile.

Liu Guixia turned her head and said to Li Hehua: "When you wash the mat, wash the mosquito net as well. It must be sunny today. If it can be dried in the sun, it can be hung up at night. It's better not to smoke moxa sticks when you sleep. , lest people sleep in a daze and burn without knowing anything."

   "Hey." Li Hehua also responded.

  Liu Guixia smiled again: "There are patches on the mosquito nets, but this year, that's it, the ugly ones will be ugly. When our blue brick house is built, we move to a new house and replace it with a new one in the future."

   After breakfast, Li Hehua went to wash straw mats and mosquito nets by the river, and Xue Sihu took Jiang Yue and Xue Yan to the town to sell rice noodles.

  As the weather is hot, fewer and fewer people eat rice noodles with hot soup. Those who come to eat rice noodles basically order cold rice noodles or fried rice noodles.

   Fried rice noodles are easier to cool than hot soup rice noodles.

   Today Jiang Yue and Xue Yan didn't go to the fork in front to shout, and many people came to eat rice noodles.

Jiang Yue held her two little hands and helped bring the cold rice noodles ordered by another guest to the table. When she walked back to their fourth brother again, she heard their fourth brother sigh: "In a few days, the weather will be even hotter. I don’t need to prepare bone soup anymore. No one will order hot rice noodles. Just sell cold rice noodles and fried rice noodles. Maybe no one will order fried rice noodles by then. Everyone thinks it’s hot. Fortunately, there are Cold rice noodles, everything is sold."

   (end of this chapter)