Duo Duoyu has no parents, no parents-in-law, no elders in the family, and only Duo Mei is around her sister. Confinement is a big deal for women, so the matter of taking care of the confinement falls on Duo Mei.
Recently, Duo Mei has to take care of Duo Yuezi, and it is inevitable that she will neglect her family. However, Gao Mingcheng expressed his understanding. The sisterly love is deep, and the child's surname is not Zhang, but Xu. In this way, Duo Mei I feel happy when I take care of Mei.
Therefore, Duo Mei only took care of three meals a day at home and stayed at Duo Yu's house most of the time. It was not until Duo Yu's body was almost recovered that she went less often.
Nowadays, most of the women in the village give birth naturally, and since they have to work all the time, they give birth very quickly after starting. Only when the fetus is in an abnormal position, it is more troublesome.
Women who had a normal delivery recover faster than those who had a caesarean section. Generally, they recover almost in about three days. They can get out of bed and walk around and have the ability to take care of themselves, but their bodies are still a little weak.
Gao Mingcheng contracted the work in the fields. Fortunately, he was in good physical condition, and the physically demanding work of farming was not too tiring for him.
He sowed milkvetch in his own field and in the field of his grandmother's house. As for his parents' house, firstly, there were not enough seeds, and secondly, his father thought that it was like a weed and would take away the fertility of the soil. , which originally grew wild, his father wanted to tear it off, let alone sow it.
But Nainai Xi and Gao Zhuang will obviously listen to his opinions and approve of his actions.
In the words of Grandma Xifeng, weeds are going to grow anyway, so it’s good to plant milkvetch, the flowers are beautiful, and when the milkvetch is very tender, it can still be eaten as a vegetable.
There was nothing important that day. Gao Mingcheng found some free time and went to sit at Grandma Xixi's house.
Since he moved to Niuweiling, he has gone to Grandma Xi's house less often, but fortunately, Grandma Xi's house has a new daughter-in-law, and this daughter-in-law is very capable, and she got pregnant quickly, so this little The small courtyard is full of laughter and expectations for the future every day.
It was completely different from the deathly aura of his previous life.
This change of fate made Gao Mingcheng feel very good.
Grandma Xi’s house is pretty busy. Recently, she has mainly been plowing the ground, sowing seeds, planting winter vegetables, watering them, and waiting for the seeds to break through the soil, germinate, and grow up.
Grandma Xi looked at Gao Mingcheng with a sad face and said, "Mingcheng, how is your well? Is there a lot of water?"
The water supply in the old village is very tight. You have to use the same water several times. If you can't take a bath, then I won't take a bath.
Therefore, if you smell carefully, you can smell the smell from the villagers.
Gao Mingcheng thought that Grandma Xi was worried about running out of water, so he said: "My well is very good. There is a spring below. The water quality is good and there is plenty of water. Well, if I am free, I will bring you two buckets of water every day. Come here, or ask Gao Zhuang to come to my place to fetch water at any time."
Gao Zhuang said quickly: "Brother Mingcheng, I don't want you to carry it. We are really short of water. I will carry it myself. I can barely use the water at home. Grandma is thinking about making sweet potato flour. I planted a lot of sweet potatoes in the first half of this year. Sweet potatoes are stored in the cellar, but if stored for a long time, they will become bad, so I thought about making sweet potato flour."
Gao Mingcheng understood as soon as he heard that making sweet potato starch required a lot of water. With the current situation of the wells in the old village, he could not afford the supply of sweet potato starch made by Grandma Xixin.
But his family has a small population and a well with a lot of water, so he can supply enough to make sweet potato starch once. Besides, he also likes sweet potato starch, so he said decisively: "Okay, let's make it today! Now make it right away." The sweet potatoes are taken out of the cellar and then grinded and precipitated! You can make sweet potato flour by tomorrow!"
Gao Zhuang was happy when he heard this.
Grandma has been worrying about sweet potatoes these days.
The original plan was good, but there was a lack of water in the second half of the year, which made it difficult to do many things.
Because of the dry weather, they dug out the sweet potatoes in advance and stacked them at home. It would definitely not work, but the people here would dig a cellar in the mountains to store sweet potatoes, potatoes and other vegetables.
In the bamboo forest in front of the old village, there are more than ten cellars dug in a small bamboo forest, and the cellar of Gao Zhuang's family was also dug there.
After the decision was made, Gao Mingcheng and Gao Zhuang went to the bamboo cellar to get sweet potatoes.
The cellar here is not deep, only about three meters. He is taller and smaller, so naturally he goes down to the cellar to move the sweet potatoes.
He stepped on a simple homemade ladder and went down to the cellar, and then began to put the sweet potatoes inside into the bamboo basket. When it was full, Gao Mingcheng lifted the bamboo basket up.
There was a thick rope tied to the handle of the bamboo basket, and Gao Mingcheng lifted the bamboo basket up along the rope. Then he piled the sweet potatoes inside into a larger basket and threw them down for Gao Zhuang to pack.
The two of them worked together and worked hard for a while before they had almost moved all the sweet potatoes. Gao Zhuang came up the ladder and said, "There are still about twenty or thirty kilograms left. Grandma said I would save them for cooking porridge in the winter."
"Okay, you just make arrangements." Gao Mingcheng said, and then he went directly to his house carrying the sweet potatoes on a pole.
He picked up a load, and Gao Zhuang also picked up a load. When he arrived at his house, Gao Mingcheng picked up two buckets of water from the well, found a big basin, and said to Gao Zhuang: "You pick the sweet potatoes here, and pick the bad ones." Throw away the good ones and wash away the mud. I'll pick up the rest."
He was stronger than Gao Zhuang, so he gave Gao Zhuang a relatively easy job.
Gao Zhuang agreed, took a small bench to sit on, and started working.
Not long after, Gao Mingcheng came over again carrying a load of sweet potatoes, along with Grandma Xixi and He Xiuman.
He Xiuman's belly is getting bigger, but she is still very mobile and can do some easy tasks.
Gao Mingcheng went back and forth again before picking out all the sweet potatoes from Gao Zhuang's family.
Naturally, his family had more sweet potatoes than these. Except for the ones left in the cellar, the rest were eaten one after another. After the sweet potatoes matured, the breakfast at home was basically sweet potato porridge.
"Mingcheng, where are your sweet potatoes? Take them out and cook them together!" Grandma Xi said as she washed the sweet potatoes.
Gao Mingcheng was embarrassed for a few seconds. His sweet potato bar was too little.
He didn't grow much to begin with, so he made a batch of dried sweet potatoes for snacks, and the rest was probably about a hundred kilograms at most. At this point, he couldn't bear to make sweet potato flour himself.
Sweet potato flour is delicious, but the process is also very troublesome.
Nowadays, most people are self-sufficient and make whatever they want to eat. But in the future, they will take the sweet potatoes to a specialized workshop to make sweet potato flour instead of doing it themselves.
Although their sweet potatoes are small, it would still work if they are mixed together and then divided into some sweet potato flour.
So Gao Mingcheng went to get his sweet potatoes back.
Gao Zhuang's family had a cellar, and Gao Mingcheng naturally dug a cellar as well. His cellar was dug in a forest at the foot of Niuweiling Mountain.
When he picked the sweet potatoes back, the sharp-eyed Gao Zhuang exclaimed: "Brother Mingcheng, why are your sweet potatoes so big! They are twice as big as mine!"
Grandma Xi and He Xiuman also looked over quickly and found that the sweet potatoes Gao Mingcheng picked were indeed bigger than theirs.
Sweet potatoes are a drought-tolerant crop, but dry weather will still affect the yield. This year, the weather is dry, and tall and strong households have insufficient labor and are not as diligent in watering and fertilizing, so the sweet potatoes are not very big.
But there is no shortage of water here in Gao Mingcheng, so he watered frequently, and the sweet potatoes naturally grew better.
"This shows that I am good at farming!" Gao Mingcheng smiled, piled the sweet potatoes on the ground, and started working together.
If you want to eat delicious sweet potato flour, you start by cleaning the sweet potatoes.
First clean the sweet potatoes. There is no need to peel them. Just peel off the unsightly scars and marks, and rub the rest on an iron plate.
Of course, this iron plate has another mystery. Use iron nails to drill many holes in the iron plate, and the back of the iron plate will be uneven. Use these uneven positions to grind the sweet potatoes into dregs.
(End of chapter)
