Chapter 245 Bloodstained
After lunch, the Jiang family went back to their rooms and lay down for a while to relieve fatigue.
Jiang Fengnian took a short nap, then got up, changed his clothes, and went to the city to visit the woodworking workshop.
Before leaving, he looked at Sun Chunxue, who was snoring loudly and her increasingly round belly, and tiptoed to take a thin blanket to cover the "mother and daughter".
Not long after, the wheels of the carriage outside the door turned, and Jiang Fengnian tightened the reins and headed towards the village entrance.
Since the lobby of Xianquanju was smashed a few days ago, the Jiang family was afraid of delaying business and had been busy repairing it.
Fortunately, the walls and beams were not too damaged, but the tables, chairs, boxes, cups and tea sets were all unusable and had to be replaced.
In addition to the shopping and handling tasks, they also had to take the mud and plaster the floor of the lobby again, which was handed over to Jiang Fenghu.
The adults each had their own work.
In the afternoon, Zhang Fanjian came to prepare for his father-in-law's 60th birthday, and was afraid of losing face for Old Taishan, so he came to beg Li Qiqiao to help steam a pot of longevity peaches.
Feng Jing was worried about his second sister-in-law, so he followed them and took a book of poems before leaving. Feng
watched them get on the ox cart, then turned around, grabbed Feng Miao's ear and went to Xianquanju to calculate the income for this month. All
the people who could play with him were not at home at once, so Xiao Nuobao sat on the kang with a pouty face, and could only amuse himself by chewing his toes.
Chun Ge'er next to him followed suit, lying on the mattress, flopping his arms, and trying to pry open his sore toes, wanting to stuff them into his mouth as well.
"Bubu, auntie...jiojio, so fragrant!" Chun Ge'er laughed while chewing, his eyes curled up in a slurred voice.
Xiao Nuobao sighed helplessly.
He felt that he had not set a good example.
So he let go of his feet, slapped his nephew's little hand, turned around, picked out two soft sweet peaches from the offerings, and put them in the water scoop for a while.
After washing them, the aunt and nephew each had one and chewed them happily for a long time.
But the two children were too small to eat, so they left the leftovers by the kang and waited for the adults to come back and pick them up.
In the evening, the afterglow slanted down gently, accompanied by bursts of cooking smoke, and the villagers carried hoes and walked home in groups of two or three, chatting and laughing.
The village chief remembered the Wang family members who were hung on the tree, so he took Old Li to cut the rope and let them fall to the ground.
As the sky darkened, the village chief and his friends didn't pay attention. When the rope was loosened, Wang Xiaolian's legs were full of blood, and large blood scabs formed on her skirt.
The sun was too strong in the afternoon, and the family of three was already dizzy from the sun, and some were breathing but some were not. It was not
until they supported each other and entered the house and touched the candle that Liu saw the blood of the young lady and screamed out in fear!
"Xiao Lian, are you okay? Don't scare me."
Wang Xiao Lian's face was pale, she bit her lips tightly and said nothing.
She dragged her crippled body and tried her best to lie on the kang, then panted, "... It's okay, mother, it's just that the village chief and his men were too cruel, and the fat in my stomach... just fell out."
Liu was so distressed that tears came out.
"My dear girl, you are already four months pregnant. Does it hurt? Come and let me hold you."
Wang Daxi breathed a sigh of relief. "It's better to get rid of it before anyone knows! Otherwise, you are an unmarried girl, and you have a child of unknown origin. How many people will criticize our family?"
Wang Xiaolian panted weakly, and in fact, she thought so in her heart.
It's good to be gone. Anyway, the father of the child doesn't recognize him. She is too lazy to raise him without a name or status.
The villagers were too harsh this time, but they saved her the money for miscarriage medicine... But her stomach hurt so much that she would be scolded every time she said half a word.
Although it's not a bad thing to lose the child, Wang Xiaolian still hated the whole village when she thought of the beatings and scoldings she received today and the insult of eating raw meat.
"Dad, Mom, those people in our village are nothing but beasts in my opinion! For the sake of a stutter, they don't care about the past friendship at all, and they don't even care about their dignity." Wang Xiaolian covered her stomach with a gloomy face.
Liu was only concerned about her daughter, sobbing and kicking her son Goudan: "What are you doing standing there, why don't you go downstairs and boil some hot water for your sister to wash herself!"
Wang Daxi touched his missing tooth and agreed with a lisp.
"Yes, that pork was originally given to our village by Old Lady Xiao. Since it's something shared by all of us, what can we do even if we take more? Why do they say we are thieves and beat us up like this!"
Wang Xiaolian forced her eyelids open, her eyes seemed to be filled with poison, "So we can't just let it go. Since this village doesn't let our family live well, we can't let them get too proud."
"Especially, those who usually get close to the Jiang family and those who attacked us today, I've taken note of them, just wait." Wang Xiaolian said bitterly.
The villagers didn't know that the Wang family still had a grudge against them, so they lived their lives as usual and were very busy.
Now, it's the end of summer, and the farmers have a lot of trivial chores.
Every household grows some cucumbers, eggplants, peppers, etc. in front of and behind their houses. They can't be eaten up. If they are not picked, they will rot on the vines.
Everyone is reluctant to waste them, so they pick a sunny day, sweep their yard, and then spread a few pieces of felt cloth to dry the eggplants and peppers on them.
Wash the eggplants, cut them into strips, and wait for them to dry in the sun. They can be stored for a long time and saved as food in autumn and winter.
As for the cucumbers that can't be eaten, pickling them is also a good choice.
Wash the whole cucumber, blanch it with alum water, and then mash it with salt and garlic. Finally, soak it in boiled wine and vinegar and put it in a jar. It will be a common dish in the north, garlic cucumber.
If it is sealed properly, it can even be eaten on snowy days.
In the winter mornings, sitting on the warm kang, cutting a plate of garlic melons, and pairing it with hot porridge just out of the pot, is better than countless delicacies from the mountains and the sea.
Feng likes this sour dish, so she washed a few pots, called her two daughters-in-law, sat in the yard, and made some garlic melons.
While she was working, Feng muttered: "Early in the morning, Mrs. Liu gave me two bags of dried eggplants, and Tian Mei also sent a lot. Except Fengze, no one in our family likes to eat eggplants. Let him take them to the barracks and keep them for his brothers to stew."
Li Qiqiao swiftly mashed garlic: "And the garlic melons, too, let's make more and give them to Fengze, so that they can eat them with millet porridge in the morning."
Finally, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law talked about the business of Xianquanju.
The wages were just paid this morning, and the time for the guests to take a hot spring bath was arranged.
Business is booming right now.
The only thing that made Li Qiqiao a little worried was that she met two regular guests in the morning, who mentioned to her that they were tired of the dishes and wondered if they could come up with something new.
Although the cooking skills of Xianquanju are impeccable, it is in the countryside after all, and there are only 20 to 30 dishes that can be made. It is just right for short-term stays, and regular residents will inevitably want something new.
Li Qiqiao was thinking about where to find some new dishes to give the guests a change of pace.
At this time, the carriage outside the door stopped and interrupted their conversation.
As soon as Jiang Fengnian got off the carriage with Fengmiao in his arms, the boy became very excited, shouting Nuobao's name, and ran straight into the house, and by the way... he also trampled on two cucumbers.
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