Chapter 15 "Debt"

Lin Daimo moaned slightly, which seemed particularly loud in this silence. Lu Mengji hurried over, and a faint candlelight hit Lin Daimo's face. Only then did Lu Mengji find that his "husband" had such a handsome face. If he was born in modern times, it would be enough to make the nymphomaniac on the roadside stop and drool. I'm afraid it's not too much to become a popular movie star.

"Hey, don't think that you are good-looking and let me serve you unconditionally. Think about what kind of handsome man I haven't seen before, but to see that you can let me stay here without displacement, just take care of you once. Anyway, you are really good-looking..."

The rooster sang white, and the originally quiet earth gradually became noisy. After Lu Mengji got up, he felt extremely full for the first time. After cleaning inside and outside, he ignited a stove and burned a pot of hot water and was ready to cook.

However, when I opened the rice jar, I couldn't help but be dumbfounded. There was only a thin layer of yellow coarse corn flour at the bottom of the jar, which added up to only one ladle, and it would take no more than three days to save money. I often had the help of the Li family before, but I didn't find it so difficult, but now Lu Mengji has cheered up and devoted himself to a new life, only to find that life has been so embarrassed.

Now the wheat has just returned to green, and the grain in each family is getting less and less. If it hadn't been for the good harvest last year, I'm afraid that some people would have had a famine in their homes. Although the Li family has the intention to help, the surplus grain can't stand the repeated dispersion. It can't rely on others all the time. What's more, the two families are not related. It is a great honor for others to help when they are in trouble. Lu Mengjian received the corn flour in the ladle and looked at the empty rice jar, and muttered in his heart.

A ladle of corn flour can last for a few days. Even if you diet every day, you will eventually eat up, and how can you stand hunger on the sickbed? Lu Mengji's heart was in a mess, and it was only today that he really realized that it was difficult for a skillful woman to cook without rice.

I made two bowls of thick rice paste, leaving more than half of the ladle of corn flour. Lu Mengjie carefully put them back into the rice jar and put them away. I saw that there was still half a bowl left in the shepherd's purse egg soup made yesterday. I wanted to heat it with the rice paste for Lin Daimo to drink. I thought that Lin Daimo drank this soup at that time that caused the poison. In my heart, I felt that I avoided it and put it aside.

After a night, Lin Daimo's original pale face gradually recovered, but he still looked a little pale. Lu Mengji cooled the rice paste in the spoon and fed it to Lin Daimo's mouth. Half a bowl of rice paste was fed for a quarter of an hour. In the end, Lu Mengji's hand holding the bowl trembled slightly.

After a few simple bites, Lu Mengjian thought of the uncertain life and no longer had an appetite. After getting up and cleaning up the courtyard, she looked at the dilapidated room in front of her, and her nose was sore. She remembered a distant relative her mother once mentioned. The family of three generations of eating and sleeping were squeezed into an ancestral room, and life was extremely shabby. Mother When I said it, I was always full of sympathy and sighed and despised the family, but who would have expected that I have lived such a life? What's worse than others is that the only place to live is to be given by others.

The changes in the world can be lamented at that time. Lu Mengji just wants to find a place to cry, but now she has to be strong.

She suddenly remembered the cabbage she planted in the courtyard. After a spring rain yesterday, the weeds on the ground emerged overnight, stretching branches and growing rapidly. Lu Mengji only hopes that those cabbages can grow up quickly, or at least they can barely fill their stomachs.

It's just that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. I don't know when the broken basket fell aside, and the young seedlings were washed away by the rain. Lu Mengji squatted on Long and tried to help Xiao Miao up, but the rhizome was too young and still fell to the ground.

A weed grows near the wall, which is very conspicuous among the weak cabbage seedlings. Lu Mengzhi raised his hand and wanted to pull it out. His hand suddenly lit up in front of him. This was obviously a rose seedling, and somehow it was planted as a cabbage.

Lu Mengji has always loved flowers. He is with flowers every day at home. He has a great understanding of the planting and habits of all kinds of flowers. Even in college, he resolutely chose the biology major related to plants despite the opposition of his family. Although it is only an extremely ordinary moon season in front of him, it looks like a treasure to Lu Mengjian.

She carefully pulled out the vegetable seedlings around the flower seedlings, carefully used soil to form a small flower pond around it, knelt on the ground and looked at it carefully, imagined the scene of blooming in the future, and her heart was as sweet as honey.

"Mrs. Lin, what are you looking at? I think you have been squatting here for a long time. Be careful of numbness." Li Qi walked to the front with a basket and saw Lu Mengjian staring at the vegetable seedlings on the ground. He couldn't help but feel funny, but shocked Lu Mengjian.

"Oh, Aunt Li came." Lu Mengjian suddenly got together and staggered in front of him. Li Qi hurriedly helped him. Lu Mengjian stood still and looked down at Yueji Xiaomiao who almost stepped on Yueji in front of him and hurried back a few steps.

"You are so anxious. This cabbage has only been planted for a few days. You can't grow up in a day when you look at them like this!" Li Qi smiled and said, "I don't know if Mr. Lin is better. In the past few days, the old hen in the family has suddenly become diligent and can lay two eggs a day, which is just used to replenish Mr. Lin's body."

"Aunuch Li, how embarrassed this is. We have been taking care of us for a few days. We have been taking care of it for a few days. We have received too many favors on weekdays. Anyway, we can't accept this egg any more. Please take it for Zhong'er. Zhong'er is also the time to grow up..." Lu Mengjian strongly refused.

"They are all villagers, and they should help each other. Mrs. Lin, you are welcome. There are not many corn noodles. She put it here first. In the future, when she is busy with farm work, Zhong'er will inevitably come to eat again. "Aunt Li took the opportunity to put her pocket next to the rice jar. She knew that if she gave it directly, Lu Mengjian would inevitably feel guilty, so she found an excuse and sent it out.

Lu Mengjian saw the small bag and estimated that it weighed a few pounds. His feelings were mixed. His eyes suddenly turned red and he was silent for a long time. Finally, he refused and knelt on the ground with a plop.

Instead, Aunt Li was shocked, "You son, what are you doing? Get up quickly."

"Aunuch Li, I really don't know how to thank you. I, Lu Meng Jian, swear that if there is a chance in the future, I will repay your life-saving kindness, and the kindness of dripping water will definitely be recoated by a spring!" Lu Mengjian kowtowed three times and stood up, but his eyes were unprecedentedly firm. Such an expression was the perseverance that Aunt Li had never seen in her life.

"Well, Mrs. Lin, my father and I don't want anything to repay. I just hope that you and Mr. Lin can be well. After all, we have also experienced difficulties and know how difficult it is to live! You are still young, and there is still a long way to go. You have to support each other to persevere..."

"If you don't mind, just call me Mengjian." Lu Mengjian has always kept a distance from Aunt Li and has not been fully accepted until today. Aunt Li felt her change and agreed excitedly.

It has never been a way to live on relief alone, but in this closed-minded ancient times, it was almost impossible for a woman to make a living. As for farming, I'm afraid that I will be hungry and skinny without waiting for the grain harvest. But in addition, what else can be done? Since ancient times, no ordinary people have not relied on the sky to feed.

Thinking of a life that may become more and more embarrassed in the future, Lu Mengji is worried and sighed repeatedly. Although Li Lin and her have begun to explore mushroom breeding at her suggestion, it is a time-consuming and profit-intensive work. It is not bad to supplement the family, but it is more difficult to fundamentally change the current difficult life. However, I remembered the season that emerged from the cabbage.

Lu Mengjii studied biology, and when she was a doctor, she specialized in the study of flowers, and she was extremely proficient in flower planting. In the previous life, flowers themselves were a popular commodity. A pot of precious flowers could even be sold at a sky-high price, and ordinary decorative flowers can also create great value. Since ancient times, there have been many people who love flowers and cherish flowers, which is not a huge business opportunity...

Thinking of this, Lu Mengji became more and more excited and walked around the room with a bowl. She began to recall the flowers she had seen in her previous life, such as peony, peony, tulips, lilies...

Those flowers seemed to bloom in front of him, and Lu Mengji's footsteps were light, like walking among the flowers.

"What are you doing..." A weak male voice pulled her back from her dream to reality. Lu Mengji suddenly stopped and turned his head to see Lin Daimo staring at him in consternation. Although his handsome and clean face was still weak, he was still handsome.

"You finally woke up, does it still hurt? Are you hungry? I'll cook for you." Lu Mengji is still immersed in the joy he imagined, with a red smile on his face.

"I'm not hungry, what's wrong with me?" Lin Daimo's voice was hoarse, and it seemed to take a lot of effort to speak.

Lu Mengji sat down by the bed and tried with his hand on Lin Daimo's forehead. After confirming that he didn't have a fever, he calmed down, "Do you know how scary it was yesterday? Are you... Er, you are weak and need to stay in bed for a few more days."

"Well," Lin Daimo only felt that his limbs were weak and muffled, but his heart became restless.

"It happens that you woke up. Come on, drink a little before you go to sleep," Lu Mengzhi brought the boiled mung bean soup and fed a spoonful to Lin Daimo's mouth, but he always thought about raising flowers, but flowers and seedlings are the owners of money. Lu Mengji has empty hands and does not have the ability to empty gloves and white wolves.

After thinking about it, I suddenly heard Lin Daimo ask, "How about the newly planted mushroom?"

"You don't have to worry about this. Uncle Li goes to see it every day," Lu Mengji smiled and did not forget his job when he was sick. If he was born in modern times, it would be a favorite in the eyes of the boss, but this sentence reminded Lu Mengji.

She eagerly wiped the corners of Lin Daimo's mouth with a veil, "Oh, do you remember what I said was going to collect tuition fees?"