After two cups of tea, she saw her yard. Lin Qingjiu quickly ran over to open the door, put the small shovel in the yard, ran back and took the basket from Xu Haorui's hand, and followed him.
He muttered, "Even if you are strong, doing so much will still make you tired. Just for a moment, you will feel much more relaxed."
Xu Haorui let him go with a smile on his face.
At Shenshi, the winter sun sets early and the sky is still bright. Smoke is already curling up in the village. It's time to start cooking and boiling water.
Xu Haorui took out two yams and placed them next to the well, and put the rest into the cellar.
Lin Qingjiu took the bacon back to the main room, used bamboo poles to hang it on the beam, and put a wooden basin underneath to prevent the lard from dripping to the ground. He also took back the round dustpan and placed it on the wooden table in the main room, stacked one on top of the other.
When I went out, I happened to see Xu Haorui watering vegetables.
He went to the kitchen to wash rice, put it into the pot, and made a fire to steam the rice.
"Haorui, Mr. Xu, are you at home?"
There was a knock on the courtyard door.
He Mu brought his daughter-in-law Chen Qing, He Damu and his husband, and He Dalin and his wife. The man grabbed a chicken each, and the woman and her husband held a basket.
Xu Haorui put the water spoon in the bucket, put the bucket away, walked over and opened the door. Seeing this, he couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing?"
He Xin smiled and said, "No, thanks to you for saving my life yesterday, otherwise we don't know what the consequences would have been for us. Today I came here specifically to say thank you."
He Damu and He Dalin said, "Isn't that right? How about we go in first?"
Xu Haorui opened the door wide and let a few people in, "Yes, Brother Mu, Brother Damu, Brother Dalin, and sisters-in-law, come in first."
Lin Qingjiu poked his head out of the kitchen, saw several villagers coming, and walked out with great doubts.
When the woman and husband saw him, they all came over and handed over the basket in their hands.
Chen Qing said: "My dear husband, here are some eggs from our own hens and some pickles. Just accept them as a thank you gift from your husband for rescuing them yesterday. Be careful and don't be offended."
Mr. Omufu continued: "It's the same. I also brought some home-grown vegetables here. I came to have a wedding banquet. When I saw that your vegetables were not picked yet, I cut a few cabbages and brought them over. There is nothing at home. It’s okay to take it, don’t mind.”
Brothers Damu and Dalin have not yet separated, so they live together. One basket contains eggs, the other basket contains cabbage, and each brother brings a chicken.
Lin Qingjiu glanced at Xu Haorui, saw him nodding, and took it with a smile, "Sister-in-law, you're welcome. Just call me Brother Qing, and I'll accept it."
Xu Haorui thought for a moment, "Brother, sisters-in-law, you have brought so many things, how about we eat together here tonight."
Considering that the original owner had little contact with the village, and he would have to farm in the village and interact with the villagers, this was a good opportunity.
He Damu looked at each other and said with a smile: "Okay, let me have a few more drinks tonight."
He Mu said: "Okay, I'll go back and get the wine. I happened to go to town today and buy a few bottles of wine."
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The Pretty Man I Picked Up [Time Travel]
Romance[Dedicated to farming and hoarding food. Doting on his wife. Handsome and aggressive x straightforward and clingy, beautiful and succumbing] Xu Haorui, who has been surviving in the apocalypse for nearly ten years, unfortunately died while escortin...