Chapter 47

Xue Chuan ignored them and didn't bother to explain. Even though his life was counting down, he cherished every day and the time he spent with Zhang Man'er.

Seeing that the couple didn't talk to each other, the villagers talked a few words. They felt that they were not interested, so they scattered.

In the thatched cottage, in front of the pear tree, a little boy was weeding the vegetable field in the yard. His eyes lit up when he looked at a pair of figures walking slowly not far away.

"Little stone, let you weed? What's the matter? " Just out of the house came a woman in her thirties. She was black and thin. Although her clothes were patchy, she was clean and tidy. Her hair was only pulled up with a wooden hairpin.

The woman called the child a few times, and saw that Xiaoshi was staring at the front with a smile. She followed his line of sight and watched a pair of matched people coming.

"Ah, Xue Chuan, you are off the Kang. Can you walk?" Xue Yu ran over excitedly, grabbed Xue Chuan's hand and asked.

Xiaoshitou also looked excited. He left his hoe and couldn't wash his hands. He wiped it at the corner of his clothes a few times. Then he rushed to Xue Chuan's arms and cried, "great, third uncle, you're not dead, you're not dead."

"Bah, little boy, what are you talking about?" When Xue Yu heard this, he quickly poohed a few times and poked Xiaoshi's head with his hand.

The child always says that it's unlucky to die. She believes in Zhang Man'er. She says that if there is any help, there will be some.

Xue Chuan said with a smile and raised the small stone: "I haven't seen it for a while. The small stone has grown higher and sunk a little."

"Yes, I am a little man." Little stone patted himself on the chest.

When he walked in the village recently, he always heard the rumor that Xue Chuan had not lived long or had died. Every time he heard this, he would hit the villagers with stones.

That's his third uncle. He's a hero. How can he die easily?

Later, when he heard that the children were talking about it, little stone gradually felt that Xue Chuan was really going to die.

Suddenly, I saw him standing in front of him. I was scared, and I was excited.

Xue Chuan laughs when he sees the little stone pestering him. Since his elder sister died, he often helps the family. On weekdays, he would gather some prey and chop firewood.

They all live in the same village, which is convenient and naturally needs to be taken care of. He grew up watching little stone, and naturally he has deep feelings with him.

"Yes, it's the little stone I know. By the way, uncle, I'll teach you how to fight and horse step when I have time."

Xue Chuan is the kind who can get off the Kang and never lie down, and can practice martial arts and never be lazy.

Now the Yamen doesn't care about his life or death. He is a free man. When he has time, he'd better teach little stone. What if he goes quietly one day?

When he was a bachelor in the past, it doesn't matter if he died. His parents have so many sons and many of them are supported by him. But now that he has married his daughter-in-law, he is very reluctant to die.

"Really? My uncle finally has time to teach me how to fight. That's great. In this way, I won't be bullied and I can protect my mother. " Small stone excitedly called, almost jumped up.

"Yes, I'm very manly. I'll come to my uncle to learn when I have time. But if you want to learn boxing over time, you have to practice every morning. "

"Third uncle, don't worry, I will do it." Xiaoshi grabs Xue Chuan's hand and laughs.

"This child is really happy." Xue Yu Leng said with a smile. When he saw Zhang Man'er, he took her to sit on the bench and they whispered.

Xue Chuan came here to help cut firewood. He was familiar with Xue Yu's family, where to put the axe and where to put the wood.

While watching Xue Yu, Zhang Man'er is dragging a round shelf for embroidering handkerchief. She holds it in one hand and passes through the flattened cloth quickly with the other hand. The needle and thread shuttle back and forth quickly.

This handkerchief is made up of two magpie branches. Look at the magpie head, it's really vivid. You can see that the elder sister's needlework is excellent.

Seeing that she was fascinated, Xue Yu looked up at her: "sister in law, do you want to embroider handkerchief? I have it here. After it's finished, I'll take it to the town and sell it. It costs five Wen. "

"Er... Auntie, thank you for your kindness. My needlework is not very good." Zhang Man'er looks at the stitches and thinks that it's hard for her to put the needle through. Besides, it's not her who does the little work at all.

She still relies on the wisdom of modern people and medical skills to survive in ancient times.

Soon a morning passed, and the ground was full of firewood. Seeing that they were going to go back to cook, Xue Yu naturally refused: "stay for lunch. I'll cook some millet porridge and pancakes for you at noon."

"OK, elder sister, I'll disturb you." Xue Chuan hooked the corner of his mouth. He hasn't eaten the cake made by Xue Yu for some time. The taste is good.

"Look what you said. I'll be glad to see you here every day." After Xue Yu finished laughing, he thought it was wrong. Her family is very poor, and Xue Chuan is so big and has a large appetite, so she can't afford it?

I feel a little sad when I think about this. There is no man in my family. I live a hard life. Fortunately, the third brother is good and helps her everywhere. Otherwise, how can I live this life.

"Auntie, I'll help you." Zhang Man'er volunteered. She picked up the pile of firewood in the yard and put it into the kitchen.

Xue Chuan will not be able to do that. Knowing that the firewood here is almost finished, he came to help chop firewood.

Zhang Man'er listened to Xue Yu's instructions, cooked some millet porridge, and fished a dish of pickles.

Xue Yu went from a brown cloth bag to a little flour in a wooden basin and began to add suitable water. He kneaded the dough and put it aside when it became a ball.

"Auntie, it's time to start pancakes. I'll make a fire." Zhang Man'er saw her nod and ordered the flint, which was ignited several times.

The way she used to burn the stove hole was a little strange, but after all, she began to get used to it.

The pot soon got hot, and there was a thin smoke. Xue Yu looked at the lack of rapeseed oil in the pot and simply poured it all in.

Fortunately, the oil was spread out with a wooden shovel, just enough.

But Zhang Man'er saw that she fried so many small fish yesterday and used up all the rapeseed oil. She remembered in her heart that if she sold canned fish in the market tomorrow, she would buy a can of rapeseed oil for her sister-in-law. She couldn't make her sister-in-law lose money.

When the oil pan was hot, Xue Yu put the dough in and slowly spread it out by hand.

Soon the golden cakes were baked. When they came out of the pot, there were more than ten.