Chapter 115: Recruiting the Little White Mice

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At five o'clock in the afternoon, Xia Mi went to find Jiang Shengmei. She was going to go to the field to continue weeding the weeds that she had not finished weeding in the morning.

There is a vegetable plot near the family compound, which was allocated to the compound by the army before Xia Mi arrived.

The land reclaimed by Jiang Shengmei was contracted by six people and divided clearly. Jiang Shengmei had a total of 15 square meters, which was not big, but enough for the whole family.

“I remember digging it out somewhere before.”

Jiang Shengmei took a small hoe and dug the ground as she walked, searching.

Xia Mi was carrying a small backpack and had a hoe in her hand. She lowered her head and followed the search.

After more than ten minutes, the surrounding wasteland had been almost dug up. If they continued to dig, the land would be completely reclaimed by the two men.

Xia Mi straightened her aching waist, raised her hand to wipe the sweat, her cheeks flushed.

"Sister-in-law, forget it if you can't find it."

Xia Mi was worried that if this continued, Jiang Shengmei would be delayed from doing her work, so she would look for him again when she had time.

Jiang Shengmei finally dug a few more hoes. As the soil was dug up, her voice suddenly rose. "Got it, got it. Xia Mi, come and see if this is what you want."

Xia Mi ran to the people with a small hoe in her hand, and nodded the moment she saw the yellow mud.

"That's it, sister-in-law. When my oven is ready, you will be the first one to taste it."

Xia Mi thanked Jiang Shengmei, then swung the hoe, and soon the basket was full.

It took her two trips back and forth to get enough mud. Xia Mi stood at the sink outside the kitchen and washed her hands. She looked at the yellow mud piled in the corner and became more and more looking forward to the oven.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law."

Zhang Erqiao's voice came from outside. He was pushing a wheelbarrow loaded with a lot of bricks, all of which were discarded from the demolition of old houses.

Yesterday Huo Jingchen said he wanted some, so he bought some from the army, and Zhang Erqiao received the order to deliver it.

Xia Mi was cooking in the kitchen. When she heard the noise, she walked out of the kitchen and saw Zhang Erqiao pulling a cart of bricks. She quickly ran over to help.

"Sister-in-law, where are you going to put these bricks?"

Xia Mi quickly pointed to where the yellow mud was piled, "It's right next to the mud."

After saying that, Xia Mi went into the house and poured a glass of water for Zhang Erqiao and brought it out. When she brought it over, he had just unloaded the bricks.

Bricks fell down with a clatter, raising dust. Xia Mi raised her hands to cover her mouth and nose, and was glad that the enamel cups now came with lids.

When the dust was less, Xia Mi raised her hand to fan it away, and quickly handed over the water in her hand.

"You've worked hard. Drink some water."

Zhang Erqiao didn't hesitate. It was a one-kilometer walk from the warehouse to the family compound. The sun hadn't set yet and the temperature was still high. He was already very thirsty by the time he got there.

Seeing the man drink a glass of water in one breath, Xia Mi turned around and poured another glass of water. This time she came out with a chilled tomato that had been soaked in water in her hand.

"Take this and eat it. It's just out of the water."

"Thank you, sister-in-law. I'll wash my hands and eat now, otherwise I'll get them dirty on the way later."

The moment Zhang Erqiao took the tomato, a cool feeling spread from his palm to his heart, instantly driving away the heat in his heart.

Xia Mi specially bought a lot of ice cubes at the mall and put them in a basin of water to chill a few tomatoes bought from the supply and marketing cooperative.

Most of the tomatoes are collected from the commune. Today’s tomatoes are purely natural and taste no worse than the improved ones in later generations. They are even a little sweet. Eating them after cooling them down will cool you down.

People should not eat cold food suddenly when it is too hot.

Seeing that Zhang Erqiao didn't sweat much, Xia Mi felt relieved to give him the food.

"Wash your hands first. The water is here." Xia Mi was standing next to the sink and motioned Zhang Erqiao to come over and wash his hands.

After washing his hands, Zhang Erqiao stuffed the tomato into his mouth. It was just as cool as he imagined. The coolness went straight to his stomach, and everything in its path was cooled down.

"Sister-in-law, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Erqiao saw the mud and bricks Xia Mi had piled up and asked, "Are you going to build something else?"

"Almost. Let's build a kiln that can bake things. Then we can have stew pots and roast sweet potatoes in winter. It's very convenient."

Just put the things on top and light a fire underneath.

Zhang Erqiao finally understood why Shi Daqiang loved to go to his sister-in-law's house so much. His sister-in-law knew so much!

Although he didn't know what a stew pot was, Zhang Erqiao really wanted to help.

Zhang Erqiao said impatiently.

"Sister-in-law, can you handle it by yourself? Otherwise, wait until I get off work, and I will come to help you tomorrow, and I will call someone else."

Xia Mi wanted to agree, but then she remembered what Huo Jingchen said, that they trained all day and still had to do hard labor after get off work.

"Next time, this time you guys in Huo camp have made a reservation first." Xia Mi smiled and invited him, "When it's ready, I'll ask Captain Huo to notify you to come to my house to taste it."

Owning an oven in this era, Xia Mi plans to bake more at one time and do a little of everything.

It is inevitable that the heat may not be properly controlled the first time, and it is shameful to waste food, so Xia Mi came up with an even more shameful method.

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Just find more people to taste the food and try it repeatedly.

Zhang Erqiao's eyes lit up. There was something to eat without any dry goods. He despised Shi Daqiang even more in his heart for not telling him about such good news earlier.

"Okay! Then I'll wait for Captain Huo's notification."

He finished eating the tomato, wiped his mouth, and pushed the cart away contentedly.

Just after seeing Zhang Erqiao off, Shi Daqiang walked into the yard holding an electric fan. Before he even entered the door, a voice came first, "Sister-in-law, are you cooking dinner?"

Xia Mi looked at the food in the pot and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"Yes, have you had dinner? If not, stay home and eat before leaving."

"Yes, I did. While waiting for the boat, the battalion commander treated me to a bowl of wontons at a noodle shop. They were so fresh and delicious." Shi Daqiang put the electric fan in the living room. "Sister-in-law, I put the electric fan in the living room."

"Okay, thank you for your help."

"No trouble, sister-in-law. There are so many things piled up in your yard. What else do you want to repair?"

When Shi Daqiang entered the room, he also noticed the things piled up in the corner. It was such a large pile that it was hard for him not to notice it.

Before Xia Mi could answer, Shi Daqiang asked himself, "I remember now, it's called earthen kiln, right? It's the same as making ceramic bowls?"

"Almost the same, but mine isn't as sophisticated. Mine just needs to grill the food."

Huo Jingchen held a uniform in one hand and a Kunming dog in the other. "The car needs to go back to the army. If you don't leave now, you will have to walk back later."

These words were said to Shi Daqiang.

"Then I'll go first."

After a tiring day, Shi Daqiang didn't want to walk another kilometer back, so he slipped away as if he had greased his feet.

Xia Mi's gaze fell on the small wolfdog in Huo Jingchen's hand, staring straight at her.

“So handsome.”

Xia Mi put down the spatula, walked over quickly, and took the puppy directly from Huo Jingchen's hands, "Is this a Kunming dog?"

"Well, this dog has failed training three times. Its IQ may not be good enough." Huo Jingchen could hardly hide his disdain when he looked at the dog.

The puppy's fur felt very fluffy and comfortable to touch. Xia Mi rubbed its head, chin and legs and liked it very much.

In her previous life, she was too busy and had no time to raise a dog. In this life, she finally got the satisfaction.

“Does it have a name?”