While chatting and laughing, Qiao Mo and the other two walked into the small kitchen together, cleared away the teacups and other things on the table before going back to their own rooms.
Liu Ruoling next door was particularly annoyed by Qiao Mo's carefree laughter: Ever since Chu Maoshen fell into the river, he not only had a bad face towards her, but also made sarcastic remarks to her from time to time, implying that she was not even as good as Qiao Mo's underage child.
He doesn't help at all with housework: in the past, when she couldn't do it, he would help her wash and cut vegetables, but now he won't even help to turn off the fire when the pot is burned.
Another thing that made her angry was that Xiaomei seemed to be attached to Chu Maoshen. She would get close to him every day at work. Whenever Chu Maoshen looked at her, she would lower her head and act shy. If Chu Maoshen ignored her, she would look at him with resentment, as if he was a heartless man.
But Liu Ruoling looked at her with a cold brow. Ruowu's eyes could kill, and she should have been killed a thousand times. Ruowu said that she regarded Chu Maoshen as a heartless man and regarded her as an enemy.
Everyone in the village knew that she had set her eyes on Chu Maoshen. Some people even made bets on when she could win over Chu Maoshen. She was so angry that she almost vomited blood.
"Laugh, laugh. One day, I will make you cry without a place to cry." Liu Ruoling picked up the pillow and hit it hard.
Qiao Mo didn't know that Liu Ruoling was taking her anger out on her. After she got into the room, she first read a book for two hours, then sat on the bed to practice "The Secret of Herbs", and finished the practice at midnight. She looked at her dantian through internal vision and found that the green mist in her dantian had grown a little bit and was already the size of a quail egg.
A smile flashed in her eyes, and she slipped into the space: she had harvested the wheat a few days ago, and the empty land had not been planted yet. In addition, she pulled out all the vegetables except potatoes, turned over all the land, and planted wheat before going to the wooden house to wash and rest.
Time passed as Qiao Mo worked during the day and read, repaired chains and managed the space at night. In the blink of an eye, it was April and she found an opportunity to go to Hongshan Town.
First, he bought a few chickens and ducks from the black market and raised them in the garden of the wooden bracelet space. He also secretly bought some paper money. On the night of Qingming Festival, he walked out of the educated youth site, found a secluded place, and burned paper money facing the east for Qiao Chengsong's family, hoping that they could receive the money, and even more hoping that they could be reborn into a good family and have a smooth and happy life in the future.
After Qingming Festival, the team started to raise seedlings, dig potatoes and plow the soil, then plant corn, sweet potatoes and spring wheat. Then they had to harvest rapeseed, plant rice, plant flowers and harvest winter wheat. In short, they started to get busy.
Potatoes were difficult to harvest and could not be used to pay taxes. After the team members dug up the potatoes, they harvested them all according to the work and the number of people. Qiao Mo and his three companions harvested several hundred kilograms of potatoes. Together with the potatoes they dug from their private plots, there were more than a thousand kilograms of potatoes in total. Only then did Qiao Mo regret that he had planted too many potatoes.
This was her first year and she had no experience. She didn't know the team would grow so many potatoes, otherwise, she definitely wouldn't have planted potatoes. But it was too late to regret now. She could only find a way to harvest those potatoes and prevent them from rotting and growing.
"Mo Mo, what should we do with so many potatoes?" These days, he has been eating fried shredded potatoes, stewed potato cubes, and mashed potatoes in turn. Han Yimo feels like he is about to become a potato.
Qiao Mo had no experience in preserving potatoes. It was obviously impossible to pack so many potatoes with newspapers and cardboard boxes. Finally, she remembered that she had read on the Internet that covering potatoes with sand could preserve them for a long time without rotting. So, she asked everyone to pick out the potatoes with broken skins, and then piled all the potatoes in the corner of the kitchen and covered them with several baskets of dry sand dug from the river.
Wait until summer comes and the sun is strong, then make potato chips, so that they can be stored for a long time.
"Will this cause any trouble?" Tang Xinmei was a little skeptical.
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