The work time should not be delayed for too long. Ji Huai asked her to take a good rest and never get out of bed, and then hurried away with the firewood on his back. +++All Tanmei Novels: lightnovelpub.net

He walked for a long time, Feng Qiaolan thought that she had misheard, and did not slow down.

Facing the fact that he was going to college, he had a different toughness from the past, and he gave her the feeling that if he abandons his wife and abandons his son, he can also go to college.

Right now, Ji Huai couldn't say it. This used to be the result she wanted most, but when he said it personally, she was not at all happy.

He is a man of arrogance and unwillingness to be mediocre, as if his wings were abruptly broken.

Feng Qiaolan slept on the bed with her hands on her stomach, and the child was kicking her palms. Her eyes also showed loneliness and weakness. Her heart suffered no less than him, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

Perhaps their combination was wrong at the beginning.

The room next to the warehouse in Beicun is full of peanuts, and there are barrels of peanut oil next to it

Ji Huai carried the firewood on his back and piled the firewood aside.

His main function is to fry peanuts. The village of Liutou is not poor. He grows a lot of peanuts. Peanuts can squeeze peanut oil, and peanut oil can be bought.

Others went to work in the ground, with their backs facing the loess and facing the sky, and being baked by the scorching sun, he could still enjoy the shade and slacken off. Frying peanuts does not require skill. Get up early to pick up the firewood. When the peanuts are fried, the master is by the side. You can leave early to complete the task.

The idle work points are naturally less. Others can earn ten centimeters a day, and a little bit harder can earn 13 or four, and he can earn six work points a day. With him, they are all old, weak, sick, and there are few young and strong young people like him.

"Work has started, work and work." The master chef drank and greeted them to make firewood and start to work.

The little house began to get busy. If you want to squeeze the peanuts into a rich and mellow oil, you have to fry the peanuts first. During this process, the heat must be in place, the fry is not cooked, the oil yield is reduced, and the squeezed oil is not fragrant. The rate is also reduced and the oil is not fragrant.

Ji Huai stir-fried vigorously, the peanuts in the pot were gradually evaporating water, and he was sweating a lot from the heat.

"Add some water." The master made a straight face and commanded aside.

Ji Huai added some water according to the teacher's instructions, continued to stir fry, and picked up firewood and put it in.

The teacher asked in a deep voice, "Did you have breakfast today?"

"Eat." Ji Huai stretched out his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, returning.

"Just have enough strength after eating? Hurry up and fry, use a little harder!" The teacher urged with a blank face, with a hint of sternness in his words, turned his head and pointed at the little boy next to him, and praised, "Ali Good job today."

Ji Huai continued to stir fry, and the master came to check it out from time to time.

The peanuts were gradually fried into a golden color. At this time, the master came more frequently. He stretched out his hand and squeezed the peanuts. When it was almost time, he asked Ji Huai to stop.

The fried peanuts are scooped out, and the next step is crushing.

Ji Huai didn't need to do this job. He poured another basket of peanuts and continued to stir fry.

The master was standing outside the door to breathe, holding a cigarette in his hand. Cigarettes are not cheap these days, but you have to save a little. Seeing that the smoke is almost finished, he takes two more puffs.

"Eh, did Ji Huai come to work today?" The women in the village brought peanuts over, and Yu Guang looked at the back room and asked in a low voice.

The son-in-law of the Feng family was tall and thin, and the people in the city didn't have much hardship. He actually came to do this kind of work. At first glance, he was a sneaker.

The master said: "Fry peanuts in it."

"Didn't he say he wants to go to college? This is true? Then you have to ask the captain to find someone for you." The woman said to him again.

"Let's talk about it." The master's brows were also twisted, and his face was pulled down.

There was a lot of trouble, of course he knew it. After the college entrance examination was resumed, the educated youths in the village were all ready to move, and those who were married were not reconciled.

His wife married a female educated youth and both had two children. Now he is clamoring to take the college entrance examination and return to the city. One small disturbance in two days and a big disturbance in three days, anyway, it is a headache.

Since knowing that Ji Huai secretly went to take the college entrance examination, and insisted on going to college, he didn't look good to him. Married someone from their village, the daughter-in-law is pregnant with a child, and now wants to run away, typically inhumane!

Isn't that an animal?

After a few rounds of peanuts in the house, the air was getting hot, and the big guys went out for a short time to breathe, drink some water, and take a break.

When the working women saw Ji Huai coming out, they laughed and joked, "Is the college student coming out?"

The university these days was a rarity. When I was admitted, all the cadres in the town came.

Some people started, but of course others agreed, "College students are different from us. People will assign jobs when they read it out. They are from the city and will eat national food in the future."

The group of educated youths called them mud legs behind their backs, and they couldn't look down on them. Ji Huai is a good-looking man. He has a quiet temperament, and he always talks with them. Now he is afraid that he is looking at people with his chin, and he is very angry.

"Aunt Li, don't exaggerate me. There are so many college students, who knows how to read it out? It's all about eating, for the sake of fullness, everyone is the same."

Ji Huai's words were so comfortable that he stopped being sarcastic. Seeing that Mrs. Feng and Aunt Zhang were also transporting peanuts from the peanut field, the woman looked at Mrs. Feng, "Your Qiaolan is going to give birth? How many? Months?"

"Eight months." Feng mother replied.

She used to talk about this with a little hope, but now she answered with a very far-fetched smile, and even thought that if she hadn't had this child, her daughter's life might be better, and she still had the right to choose.

"Eight months." Aunt Zhang sighed, "I remember it wasn't long before I ate the wedding wine. It's almost a year now. Time flies."

Mother Feng murmured: "Yes."

She was carrying peanuts, Ji Huai reached out to take it, and walked away, "Mom, you will rest, I will come."

"Look, even if you don't have a son, you still have a son-in-law, a son-in-law and half a son, and you don't need to have children, you have all earned money." Aunt Zhang looked at Feng's mother, caught and continued, "Wait until your son-in-law finishes college. Come out, I think you and Feng Dafeng are waiting to enjoy the happiness!"

"Yeah yeah."

"What a fate."

...

The women who heard it all agreed, and the mother-in-law Li who was full of oil came out and said something, "You two have to live longer, good days are coming!"

Mother Feng tried her best to maintain the expression on her face, and she didn't think it was a compliment at all.

Everyone knows that her son-in-law is going to leave, leaving her pregnant daughter, she is also a cowardly, her chest rises and falls slightly, she couldn't hold back the wet eyes, bent over and covered her chest, hunched back and pulled a basket of peanuts, silently Work.

Aunt Zhang looked at her, her mouth raised unconsciously. At the beginning, she came to meet her son as a matchmaker, but Feng Dafeng and Feng's mother refused without even thinking about it. They clearly despised her son.

Feng Qiaolan insists on marrying an educated person. What's the use of being educated? Still doing this kind of leisure work, because I read some books, now I have to run away.

It makes people laugh out loud.

When Ji Huai came out, Aunt Zhang asked with concern, "When will the school start? When will you go to school? Can you wait until Qiaolan has a baby? It's not that the aunt said, even if you want to leave, you have to accompany her. A woman gives birth to a child but walks through the ghost gate. She is pregnant with your child."

Mother Feng pressed her emotions, her hands still couldn't stop shaking. Feng Qiaolan was only eight months old, how could she keep up?

When Ji Huai came to take her peanuts, she showed resistance, "I will do it myself."

"Your waist is not good, so don't hurt it." He pulled it over, easily lifted it and put it on his shoulders, turning his head to look at Aunt Zhang as he walked forward, "I should go at the end of August, but I won't go, Qiaolan. I don’t worry about having a baby."

As soon as the words came out, the people present were dumbfounded, even the teacher who was smoking on the side also let go, and his turbid eyes narrowed.

Mother Feng was stunned like a piece of wood, and was at a loss to catch up with her after she recovered. She couldn't believe she was holding Ji Huai's hand, "What did you just say? You are not going?"

"Mom, are you so excited?" Ji Huai laughed helplessly, curling the corners of his mouth as if to say casually, "I also said with Qiaolan, I won't go, I was going to try it, who knows it will pass. Yes? I originally thought that if I didn’t go to the entrance examination for nothing, but thinking about it later, she was still pregnant with a child, and it was troublesome to take her there. I might not be able to take care of it. If I didn’t take it, I couldn’t worry about her and My child, I must worry about it, so I decided not to go."

All the people present had to digest what he said. Aunt Zhang was startled, she couldn't help but quickly said, "That's a university. If you don't go to university, you can work here? You can't go back to the city."

The group of educated youths in the Educated Youth Academy used to fight for an industrial, peasant, and military university, and later they had a lot of tricks to return to the city. How could Ji Huai give up?

She believes that Feng Qiaolan will not have a good ending, and even feels that Fengshui’s feng shui is not good. Not only did she not have a son, but her son-in-law also left. Fortunately, Ji Dahai did not marry at the time, otherwise it would be bad luck.

"This is nothing we can do, we can only weigh the weight. After thinking about it for a long time, I still can't let go of her and the child." Although Ji Huai sighed, there was no regret on his face, and he continued to work again.

In his understatement, he put his daughter-in-law and child first. Suddenly, he felt that although this educated youth was not industrious and could not do heavy work, he was reliable at any rate. Besides, it was normal that scholars could not do heavy work.

Isn't that group of female educated youths also delicate and contrived?

When Ji Huai continued to fry peanuts, his master's attitude eased a lot. When he leaned over to look at the peanuts in the pot, he gently reminded him to add some water, and then said, "You really won't leave? Are you really willing?"

Who wants to stay here if you have the opportunity to go to the city?

If you don’t come back, it’s normal. People are self-interested and cruel. They leave their daughter-in-law and children here to go to university and break contact. With this skin, the future will not be bad.

"Not reconciled." Ji Huai bluntly said, "I can't help it if I'm not reconciled. How can there be perfect things? I used to think about studying hard so that she can live a good life with her children. I don’t know, staying with her now is what she needs most. Let’s talk about the future."

The master nodded, and said, "You kid can't endure hardship, but it's not too bad."

The little girl from the Feng family has a good vision, at least this kid has never thought of leaving her, and life is comfortable.

"Not bad? I'm afraid that I won't be able to feed Xiaolan and the children. Fortunately, I don't eat much." Ji Huai laughed at himself and eased the atmosphere.

The teacher looked at his thin body and smiled brightly.

Noon.

The people who were off-work went home to eat one after another, but Feng Qiaolan fainted again later and did not dare to get out of bed. Feng's mother rushed back to cook during this time, just to let her daughter rest more. Seeing her lying on the bed, there was another caring greeting.

Feng Dafeng also came back. Feng's mother told the news that Ji Huai would not leave. He also paused, then lowered his face, "Do you believe him? Can he believe it?"

It's not that they didn't know the attitude of that kid some time ago, and they didn't know what to make of it.

"Really, Ji Huai said he had already told Xiaolan, didn't Xiaolan?" The joy in Mother Feng's eyes couldn't be hidden. Looking forward to Feng Qiaolan, she couldn't see any mistakes.

Feng Qiaolan faced Feng Dafeng and the gaze she was looking at, she lowered her eyebrows, nodded lightly, without any confidence, "He said he couldn't leave. I didn't ask for details."

"Ji Huai said that I can't worry about you and your child. If you take the child by yourself, how hard will it be? Mom is so worried that I can't sleep all night long. How difficult is life without a husband by his side? What are you going to do?" The eyes were red, and a heart fell slightly.

She dared not express these emotions before.

Feng Dafeng used to have a stiff mouth, constantly refuting Feng's mother, and said that Ji Huai and no Ji Huai are the same, but now his eyes flashed and he didn't speak.

He will be old, how can he protect his daughter for the rest of his life? People in the village have their mouths shattered, and their saliva can drown people.

Ji Huai came back a little later. Feng's mother had already cooked the food, and one of the few eggs was fried and placed in front of Ji Huai, urging him to eat more.

"Mom, you and Dad eat." Ji Huai declined.

Mother Feng: "Your dad and I don't like to eat eggs. It's good to eat with salted radish and it's appetizing."

Feng Qiaolan naturally knew that it was a lie. Before she could say anything, Ji Huai put the egg in front of her and took the lead. "I don't like to eat. Xiaolan eats more. During this time, she always has chest tightness and shortness of breath. She is getting bigger and thinner while looking at it. I am afraid that she will not get enough nutrition."

Feng's mother and Feng Dafeng's attention was instantly diverted. Feng's mother asked anxiously, "Where is it? Why didn't I tell my mother? Isn't it uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine." Feng Qiaolan shook her head.

Mother Feng looked solemn again, thinking for a while and saying, "Mom will ask your uncle to grab some Chinese medicine in a few days, and see if I can cook some tonic soup for you. The little chicken at home has grown up and can make soup."

"I won't eat." Feng Qiaolan resisted.

The chicken in the family is reserved for laying eggs, and she has eaten one last time. Ordinary people kill chickens during the New Year. She doesn't want to be such a prodigal, how can she be so golden?

Mother Feng: "It has to be supplemented."

"I'm fine."

"The cheeks are gone, it's okay,"

....

Both Feng Mu and Feng Qiaolan refused. Mother Feng is also worried. On the one hand, she feels that killing chickens is indeed extravagant. She can't lay more eggs if she kills. What will she eat when her daughter is in confinement? On the other hand, she really felt sorry for her daughter, but she couldn't see it.

Ji Huai was not qualified to speak. He was poor and white. If he didn't go to work on time, it would be difficult for him to earn his share of the meal.

After a meal.

Feng Dafeng sat aside and rested for a while. Ji Huai said to him, "Dad, didn't you just twist your wrist? Don't go up the mountain to collect firewood in a while, I'll go."

"Yeah." Feng Dafeng was not polite.

They have to go to work in the morning and in the afternoon, so they can only go to pick up firewood after they come back at noon or in the afternoon. If they come back slowly at night, it is not convenient to go up the mountain.

The work of Shang Gong Ji Huai was originally idle. If he didn't pick up firewood, it would be really useless, and this guy would have to pick up firewood for two days to get enough for his day.

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Nowadays, the mountain forest has not been damaged. When you go into the mountain, there are big trees one after another.

Some big trees are so big that it takes several people to hug them, and some are precious trees, but how can they be precious now? There are so many things, all over the mountains and plains, and they often chop them for firewood.

Ji Huai kept walking into the deep mountains. He didn't pick up firewood when he saw firewood along the way. He came under a big tree based on his memory.

The tree is several meters high, with dense leaves, and the bark below has been removed.

This is an agarwood tree. The bark can be used to make paper materials and artificial cotton. If the bark is peeled off, the tree will not die. It will re-grow new bark and then be peeled off again.

What he wants is not these bark, but agarwood.

Since he was young, his academic performance has been good, he likes to read and read all kinds of books, and his memory is also good. He remembered that in a book he had read, it was said that Agarwood is not a Agarwood tree, but that the old eyelashes of the Agarwood tree are injured by external forces. The resin secreted in the process of self-repair is commonly known as its scar.

This scar, after a certain period of precipitation, is a piece of "Agarwood", which can be used as a spice and medicine. It is said that it can also help sleep and maintain health when lit. In the past, the Ji family had a rich relative whose ancestor was a landlord. Every time he arrived at the beginning of the year, he would always buy agarwood to light it.

The villagers in the village may know that agarwood is expensive, but they don't know how agarwood came from.

He looked up at the tree, which was struck by thunder, and a branch on the right side shook, and small branches grew. He put the back basket aside, took the knife, took off his shoes and went up to the tree.

The branch wound was not small, but the "scars" formed there were not many. He lifted the knife first and chopped off the branches first, so as not to bear the weight and fall down and hit people. Moreover, there will be wounds after the cut. Next year he Then you can get "Agarwood".

That layer of resin is very thin and hard. To take it out is not so easy, you have to chop off the attached piece of wood, take it back, and chip off the wood a little bit, leaving only the layer of resin.

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