In addition, he also bought a small stove, some bowls and plates, a ceramic basin for washing vegetables and dishes, a pound of coarse salt, and two pounds of rapeseed oil with the oil coupons, and put them into the space.

There are carpenters and bamboo craftsmen in the village, so these are easy to get: cutting boards, chopsticks, spoons, spatulas, vegetable baskets, backpacks, etc.

When Wang Shuifeng asked Meng Taohua to move to the Tian family, she also took away all the pots, pans, and utensils used in daily life. The kitchen utensils used by the educated youth now are not from the Meng family. Fortunately, Zhou Shi'an and Bao Shunfeng stopped them from moving the furniture on the grounds that Mr. Meng's body was still warm, otherwise Wang Shuifeng would have moved everything away.

Washbasins, buckets, kettles and the like have all been bought in the provincial capital and can be taken out from the space. Meng Tao is going to the commune today and declined Zhou Cuiling's company for the sake of convenience.

The tractor stopped in front of the brigade warehouse. The tractor driver was busy carrying the fertilizer and putting it away. Meng Tao took the opportunity to borrow a shoulder pole and two large baskets from the warehouse keeper, loaded everything on, and carried them home.

Seeing that it was almost time to finish work at noon, Meng Tao was not in a hurry to put things away. She locked everything in the room, changed into old clothes, and went to return the shoulder pole and basket first. Then, while Captain Bao Shunfeng was not back, she took a hatchet and went up the Daqing Mountain behind the village.

If Bao Shunfeng saw her, he would definitely ask her to go to work with the production team again. That wouldn't work because she hadn't finished her work yet.

Meng Tao climbed to the middle of the mountain in one breath. She didn't feel tired. Her legs and feet were still strong and she was full of energy. At this moment, she deeply realized the benefits of space to the body. She didn't have such physical strength in her previous life. Although Meng Taohua was used to doing farm work and had no problem climbing mountains and working in the fields, she had been injured a few days ago and had a concussion when she was hit by Tian Xianglan. Without the space, she would definitely not be able to recover so quickly.

Meng Tao went up the mountain to cut bamboo. When she entered the space last night, she saw that the melon and bean vines had climbed up the stone platform. She had to build a frame, otherwise, she would not be able to stand on the stone platform of only ten square meters.

It is not a good idea to keep piling up the antique tables and chairs that I collected in the provincial capital in the space as they take up too much space, but I cannot put them out because they are all antiques and will be doomed if I put them out. I have no choice but to pile them up like this for now. They will still be there for a few more years, which is really worrying.

After finding a lush bamboo forest, Meng Tao cut down more than thirty long, straight bamboos as thick as arms, trimmed off the branches and leaves, and put them all into the space without caring about their length. He would go in and set up the scaffolding at night.

After cutting the bamboo, it's time to chop firewood. Once you're up the mountain, you have to carry the firewood back. You need firewood to boil water and cook.

Meng Tao picked up a pile of dry branches in the forest and tied them into two bundles with rattan. She could take them back and burn them at night. Then she went to the weeds to chop miscellaneous firewood. Dry branches fell naturally from big trees and were relatively thin and brittle, while firewood was thick and tough, and could be burned easily after being dried. Meng Tao understood this from the memories left by Meng Taohua.

Chopping wood can also be addictive, especially when you come across a large area of ​​good firewood, you just don't want to stop. Occasionally, you will come across wild lemon trees, full of lemons, some of which still have green peels, and some are already golden yellow. Just smelling them is very fragrant. Meng Tao picked a lot of them and put them in the space. Adding a slice of lemon to boiling water is very delicious. You can also make pickled lemons, either candied or salted. If there are ducks, you can also cook some lemon duck... The more Meng Tao thought about it, the more greedy he became, and his saliva was about to flow down.

She looked up at the sky. It was cloudy and there was no sun. She couldn't tell what time it was. It should be time for lunch. She hurriedly took out a box of biscuits from the space and chewed them. These were imported biscuits that Shen Yu bought from somewhere. For Meng Tao, who had tried many Western pastries, the taste was okay. If she was thirsty, she would peel a fresh lemon. It was a little sour, but she could eat it. That was how she made do with her lunch.

After all, biscuits are snacks, so since she felt a little full, she decided not to eat them and continued chopping wood. Meng Tao decided to chop all the firewood, bundle it up, put it into the space and take it home.

After not knowing how long she had been chopping, Meng Tao raised her head and looked ahead, and finally realized a fact: it was impossible for her to chop all the firewood on the mountain.

So he put away his knife decisively and started to tie the firewood with vines. After working for half a day, he had tied up more than 60 bundles of firewood. There were other things in the space, and he was afraid that the antique porcelain jars would be crushed. He could not fit so many things in the space, so he had to fill half of them and pile the other half up on the mountain, waiting to come up and move them when he had time.

He cut a thicker piece of wood to make a shoulder pole, and carried two bundles of firewood down the mountain.

When I got home, I saw that the educated youth had already returned to prepare dinner. I asked Qian Liang, who was wearing a watch, and found out that it was already six o'clock.

The educated youth cooked together and took turns to cook. Today it was Qian Liang and Qian Xiaoyun's turn. Qian Liang was sitting in the yard washing vegetables and onions, while Qian Xiaoyun was busy in the kitchen. Hearing Meng Tao coming back, Qian Xiaoyun ran out and asked her if she wanted to eat together. This time Meng Tao did not refuse and nodded in agreement. Now that she had food, she could just add some and eat together.

She unloaded the firewood at the other corner of the kitchen. She was going to build a pile of firewood here. Today there were only two bundles, but the number would increase slowly. She could just cut a few bundles of grass and cover them on top one day. The firewood room was filled with the educated youth's firewood and farm tools. She didn't plan to squeeze in. If they found out that her firewood had been increasing for a long time, it would arouse suspicion.

He went back to the room and scooped up half a bowl of rice, then took the oil bottle to the kitchen and told Qian Xiaoyun that this was the newly bought rapeseed oil and that he could pour more for cooking. Qian Xiaoyun waved his hand and said, "No, no, we live in your house and you are the landlord. It's okay to have a meal together."

Meng Tao smiled and said, "It's okay. We'll eat together often in the future. Hurry up and wash the rice and put it in the pot to cook, otherwise it will be half-cooked."

After saying that, he turned around and looked around the kitchen. The big stove was still there, with a large iron pot on it. It should have been given by the brigade headquarters, and the educated youth used it to boil water and hot water. There were two small stoves, where they cooked rice and stir-fried vegetables. Against the other wall was a heavy big cupboard, one person tall, with three layers. The upper layer had a sliding door, and the middle and lower layers had double doors. Grandpa Meng asked a carpenter to make it, and the wood used was good, so it would not get damp or moldy over the years.

Meng Tao stood on tiptoe to look through the upper shelf of the cupboard and said to Qian Xiaoyun, "Two shelves are enough for the eight of you to store things. I'll use the upper shelf from now on."

Qian Xiaoyun nodded, "Then you should buy a lock and lock it yourself. We locked it too, because when we go to work, the gate is always closed, and we don't know who comes in. And Tian Xianglan used to live here too, and her kids love to rummage around everywhere. We've lost things several times, so we have to be careful."

"Okay, I understand."

(End of this chapter)