Chapter 167: A Wife, Children, and a Warm Bed
Chen Guifen certainly understood this principle, but she had no say in the matter of her work points.
"Go back and shovel some fermented fertilizer over here. Your uncle isn't home right now, so I can't make the decision."
Chen Guifen thought for a moment and said, "When he comes back at night, I'll show him the fertile soil and see what rules he has. Do you think it's okay?"
Lu Miao nodded immediately: "Okay, I'll go back and do it."
Lu Miao is not good at doing physical work.
Now that he finally had a chance to use his brain to help, Lu Miao wanted to seize it very carefully.
She went back to shoveling the fertile soil.
There was no suitable container at home, so she looked around and simply took out the gourd ladle that Fu Jingyou usually used to hold snacks for her.
Lu Miao sent it twice.
She thought that He Hongjin would definitely support this matter, it was just a matter of how to implement it.
So after delivering the fermented fertilizer soil, Lu Miao specifically instructed Chen Guifen:
"Aunt, please don't throw away eggshells, vegetable stems, or sweet potato peels at home. You must save them all for me!"
"Okay, I'll remember it all!"
Lu Miao pulled her along, his bright eyes darting around as he continued to come up with ideas:
"Aunt, there's strength in numbers. It's not enough for you to collect money by yourself. You must have some sisters you know in the team, right? Ask them to collect money together! In short, mobilize them!"
Chen Guifen understood what Lu Miao meant, but still couldn't help laughing at her childish words.
"Kid, there's no need to rush into anything. Go back and wait for news. Once your uncle finalizes the rules, everything else will fall into place naturally."
Lu Miao smiled innocently and nodded, knowing that she was too eager.
"Then Aunt, I'll go back first. You should do more work on Uncle's side and tell him to hurry up and not delay it too long."
When the weather gets colder tomorrow, rain or snow may affect the effectiveness of composting, so we must act quickly.
"good."
Chen Guifen said with a reproachful smile.
Lu Miao returned home with peace of mind.
The two piles of compost at the door had served their purpose, and she was left alone at home groping.
Looking at the vegetable seeds that Fu Jingyou had sown in the backyard a few days ago, thumb-sized sprouts had already sprouted.
Lu Miao found a piece of land in front of the house and cleared away the dead branches and leaves. He then used small stones to throw away tree roots, broken tiles, and small stones.
Loosen the soil bit by bit, clearing out an area about one meter wide and two meters long. Lu Miao took the fermented fertilizer soil and mixed it with the loosened soil.
Then I went back to the backyard and pulled out all the areas in the vegetable garden where the sprouts were growing densely. I moved the pulled out seedlings to the newly opened land in front and planted them.
The small sprouts did not need much water to take root, so Lu Miao fetched water in a basin and placed it on the ground next to her. She scooped water from the basin with both hands and poured it little by little onto the vegetable patch she had grown, just like playing house.
She worked tirelessly for two or three hours on a palm-sized piece of land, and in the end she actually felt a sense of accomplishment.
Wiping the sweat off his face, Lu Miao poured the remaining water in the basin aside.
Thinking that Fu Jingyou had been busy with physical work recently, she went back to the backyard and used the bamboo net bag that Fu Jingyou had made to catch the turtles in the water tank.
Fu Jingyou always likes to make trouble at night. Lu Miao finds him annoying, but in his heart he can't bear to see him suffer.
Lu Miao didn't dare to kill a live turtle, and she had never handled a dead turtle, but she should at least learn how to do these things.
You can't let Fu Jingyou pound stones outside all day and then have to cook for her when he comes home at night.
Lu Miao boiled half a pot of hot water, hurriedly poured the turtle into the pot, covered the pot, and waited until the turtle stopped struggling before taking it out.
In the past, when Fu Jingyou killed the soft-shelled turtle, Lu Miao felt it was a piece of cake. But when it came to his turn, it took him half an hour just to cut open its belly.
She couldn't handle the kitchen knife, so she just chopped off the turtle's head and started cutting from the neck with scissors, and only then did she succeed in cutting open the belly.
When Fu Jingyou killed the soft-shelled turtle, he hesitated for a moment before deciding where to throw it. Lu Miao was quick and decisive. He placed a small bowl beside it and threw everything he thought should be thrown away, including the turtle head, intestines, and oil, into the bowl.
She cleaned it up slowly. She didn't know whether it was because the kitchen knife was not sharp enough or she used the wrong strength, but it was difficult to chop. In the end, she had to rely on scissors and used both hands to successfully dismember the turtle.
After everything was cleaned up, Lu Miao blanched the soft-shelled turtle in the pot.
She didn't know how to use a soup pot to simmer soup on the stove, so she chose a soup pot with a fat belly from under the cupboard.
He took the charcoal from the stove and put it into the stove brought by Fu Jingyou, then slowly added kindling and small firewood to start the fire. Lu Miao took the soup pot and stewed the soup directly on the stove.
Whether the soup cooked on the stove tastes good or not is another matter, but Lu Miao did find that the temperature in the kitchen became much higher after the stove was lit.
It should be very good for heating in winter.
I'll see if I can get some coal back then.
At night, I can light the stove and warm the water. I can always have hot water to drink and keep warm. It makes me happy just thinking about it.
Anyway, for the brick and tile house we live in now, even if the doors and windows are closed tightly and there are gaps in the tiles above our heads, there is no need to worry about carbon monoxide poisoning.
Lu Miao was not good at housework, but he worked slowly and leisurely by himself. When Fu Jingyou came back at night, the soup and other things were already simmering on the stove.
The soup was bubbling with two eggs cooked in it.
The flour on the small table next to him was also scooped out from the rice jar and prepared, waiting for him to come back, add water and mix it, and then cook the dumplings with hot soup.
Fu Jingyou actually knew very well what Lu Miao's personality was like, what he could do and what he couldn't do in daily life.
So when I got home, I saw the hot pot and stove, the cooked meal ready to be eaten, and the sweet and soft little girl coming to greet me.
At that moment, it was difficult to describe Fu Jingyou's feeling.
Surprise, touching, incredible, happy, grateful and so on.
In short, one's heart warmed up in an instant.
People often say that having a wife, children and a warm bed is what every man dreams of and is also the happiest thing in a family.
However, Fu Jingyou felt that the situation before him was no less than having a wife, children and a warm bed.
Lu Miao took the basket from his shoulder, took out an aluminum lunch box from it and asked:
"How was work today? Tired?"
"Not bad. Did you kill a turtle? What are you doing with it? What if it bites you?"
"I was very careful."
Lu Miao smiled and asked Fu Jingyou to wash his hands. She fumbled with the flour, added some water, mixed it into lumps, and put them into the fat belly soup pot on the stove.
"I discovered that this stove works very well."
"Then when I have some free time, I'll chop some more firewood for the fire."
"The small firewood is fine now, but when it gets a little colder, coal will be even better."
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