The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

As soon as Yan Yu entered the house, Grandma Rong said that the water had been boiled and she could take a bath right away.

She knew that she was a little kid now, and the first thing she did every time she came home was to wash up.

But can we not send her eldest sister to play? !

Yan Yu pursed her lips and begged her mother pitifully: "Mom, can you let Auntie Rong wash it for me? Sister, please finish rubbing it for me before I get tired."

Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same.

Li Xuemei said with a smile: "You can soak more." If you rub it again, it won't hurt anymore.

Let Aunt Rong come, and the child will be bald, so he may have been fooled.

Yan Yu had no choice but to go away with a change of clothes, taking solemn and solemn steps!

I secretly decided to wipe my hands with fat grass tomorrow.

She must get better soon!

…

"Is Dabao sleeping?" Yan Laoer took the coat that Li Xuemei had taken off and spread it at the end of the kang, asking in a low voice.

"You don't know that your daughter is more energetic than anyone else with her eyes open, just by touching the pillow." Li Xuemei looked at the little daughter next to her again: "This is the same, she can eat and sleep."

"Daughter-in-law, come quickly." Yan Laoer lifted up the quilt, his voice a little urgent.

Li Xuemei glared at him shyly and angrily.

He slowly took off his clothes one by one and got into bed.

The waiting hand was not stretched out.

Li Xuemei:......

Question marks flashed through my mind and I looked over.

His whole back was facing her.

Yan Laoer reached for what he wanted and turned around.

The whole face shone in the candlelight.

"Mei, let's think about it carefully. In those military movies we watched before, how did the new recruits in them get trained? Do you still remember? There are also those who are fighting. We can use those who can be used."

Li Xuemei saw clearly the notebook and pen in his hand and pursed her lips.

"What do you think?"

Yan Laoer didn't hear the perfunctoriness in her words, and said with great interest: "This is what I thought about, this... and this... this can also be..."

Yan Laoer was racking his brains, whispering and writing non-stop on his hands.

Li Xuemei listened a little at first and gave some feedback and opinions, but as she listened, her eyelids started to tremble.

She yawned, "Isn't this similar to what your daughter is doing?"

Yan Laoer:......

It's true when I think about it.

He led children all over the village to run around in circles every day, crawl around in the woods, climb trees and jump into pits.

"Hey! You said this kid always misses me." Yan Laoer recalled it and carefully wrote down all his daughter's tricks in a small notebook.

"The teams I lead in the future must be able to climb high. Yes, I need to order a batch of iron hooks, or should they be called iron claws? Forget it, it doesn't matter what they are called. It's just this thing. From now on, it can be used up and down the city wall, and I won't be afraid anymore. Surrounded."

Yan Laoer always remembered the experience of being trapped in Huju City that day. If they hadn't found the dog hole, they almost wouldn't have survived!

Yan Laoer wrote the word "survival" heavily.

First learn to survive in various situations, develop skills so that you can live well anywhere, and then talk about other things.

Yan Laoer had an idea, and his thoughts surged like a fountain.

The more I write, the more excited I become, and the more excited I become, the more energetic I become.

Li Xuemei was sleepy. Seeing that he was still mumbling words, the pages of her notebook were turned over.

Turning over, most of the quilt was taken away.

Yan Laoer didn't pull her for a moment or two. Seeing that his wife was sleeping soundly, he didn't want to rummage through the box to find a quilt, so he simply put Li Xuemei's jacket on the end of the kang.

My feet were a bit cold when they were exposed.

He touched it gently and smelled it. It was very good, not smelly, and still smelled of fragrant soap.

He felt at ease and reached into his wife's bed, twisted around and continued writing.

…

"Mom, why is my dad still sleeping?" Yan Yu got up early and helped the tofu shop grind a pot of beans with her little arms.

Li Xuemei: "Your father is very serious about being an official. He spent the whole night writing the work plan for the new official's appointment."

When she opened her eyes in the morning, her father slept like a bug.

Xiaoyaer is a better sleeper than him.

Li Xuemei carefully wrapped the remaining wound grass.

Judging from the recovery of Yan Yu's hands, one more application will be enough.

What an amazing plant.

"Let him sleep, let's eat first."

Yan Yu nodded fiercely.

"Mom, hurry up, I'm getting hungry just from the smell of braised pork!"

She stared at the eggplant stew on the Kang table and swallowed her saliva.

Li Xuemei scooped up a large bowl of noodles for her, scooped out three spoonfuls of noodles, and used the two chopsticks in her hands to stir them up in the limited space.

"Eat!" Li Xuemei pushed the bowl over.

He saw her daughter's little mouth pressed against the edge of the bowl, two chopsticks put together, and she slurped the noodles directly into her mouth.

"It smells so good! I'll dry out more shredded eggplants this year. No, I'd better try to grow off-season vegetables. Freshly picked eggplants are more delicious!" Yan Yu couldn't wait to show off her face into the bowl.

Xiao Ya'er turned her head following the sound, and with a strong effort, she turned her little body over.

He frowned and stared at the source of the sound.

It seemed that he was also shocked, his mouth was open, and soon the saliva started to flow down.

Yan Yu glanced at her, bit into a noodle, and sucked it away.

The whole noodle was stuffed into her mouth.

She shook her head proudly: "Isn't it awesome? Are you greedy? Haha! When you get older, I will teach you how to twist noodles!"

Li Xuemei was tired.

What's there to learn from this? The sides of the mouth are full of pickles.

Bury the child!

"Your father said that you had dinner with the prince and his son yesterday? Didn't you feel full?" Li Xuemei was surprised. How could her daughter be so reserved that she could not hold down her chopsticks?

"I'm full!" Yan Yu swallowed a mouthful of noodles and said, "But that wasn't yesterday. Yesterday's meal doesn't matter today."

She has now adapted to her own appetite. After all, she eats and cooks every day, and gradually gets used to it.

"Maybe the eldest sister rubbed it for me yesterday," Yan Yu said with a puffed-up face, "Rub it and digest it again, then let me digest it several times. It's a pity that yesterday's meat was all in vain."

Li Xuemei couldn't help but chuckle.

He brought Xiao Ya'er over and fed her two mouthfuls of water.

"If you don't want to be scrubbed by your eldest sister, you have to remember it. No matter where you hurt your hand or where in the future, I won't reach out, and I won't let Grandma Rong help. I will let your eldest sister wash it for you."

Yan Yu:......

Being manipulated hard by the eldest sister's brush.

"Mom, have another bowl." Yan Yu pushed the big bowl over.

Li Xuemei followed the same pattern and mixed her a large bowl of noodles.

"Your aunt has brought people to help us clean up the house in the village, and the kang stove has been burned in advance. We have packed it up here and can move it back at any time." Li Xuemei added: "The village chief sent someone to tell them that they Old man, I haven’t been back to Guanzhou for many years, and I’m afraid that when it’s time to plant the seeds, let’s ask someone who understands.”

"While eating yesterday, I heard what Wang Ye and Master said. The soil in the fields melts during the day and freezes at night. I guess it will take a few days. Grain is precious this year, so we need to be more careful. Master said that we will find some experienced farmers. Let’s take a look.”

Yan Yu chuckled and said, "What kind of old farmer are you looking for? Grandma Rong can spot it and fix the day to dig up the soil and plant the seeds."

She glanced at her father, who was sleeping soundly on the kang, and said, "Just let my father handle this matter. Buying grain and seeds with those grain merchants from the south is also his job. He does it himself, hahaha! It's us. How do we grow our land? My uncle told me to let dad make the decision. Mom, have dad discussed it with you?"

Li Xuemei glared at Yan Laoer: "Your father didn't say anything. He only studied his new recruits, the city guard army, and nothing else."

"Dad is such a fan of officials!" Yan Yu waved her left hand wrapped in cloth, with a proud and determined look on her face: "I knew that at the critical moment, this family would belong to me!"

Sow in spring, harvest in autumn!

What a healing process o(*￣︶￣*)o

I have decided to stay at home and heal myself. What should I plant?

Place an order, wait for me to drop the little flowers~(*▽*)~