Rebirth begins with the waste wood returning home

Chapter 48
The slaughtered and marinated pheasant was a small one with not much meat.

"Cut another half of the rabbit!"

Jiang Defu saw that the few pieces of meat were not enough to fill the gap between his teeth, so he ordered directly.

Zhang Guilan paused for a moment, but quickly took another rabbit, cut off half of it, and started cutting into pieces with a knife.

Jiang Decai cooperated and hung the remaining half piece on the beam.

Whether it's farming, dealing with things, or even eating, whatever Jiang Defu says, the family basically follows.

Zhang Guilan cut into pieces, washed and dried them carefully, stir-fried with oil, added peppercorns, green onions, dried chili peppers and other seasonings, stir-fried, then added water, dried beans, dried radish and other dried vegetables, and stewed for 20 Minutes later, another tortilla was posted.

After simmering for another 20 minutes, the pot was opened and chopped wild onions were sprinkled on top. The fragrant aroma soon filled the whole room.

"Oh, it smells so good!"

Jiang Dehua couldn't help but make a clicking sound.

The life back at my parents' house is ten times better than at my original husband's house, no!A hundred times more!
She couldn't even eat wild vegetable dumplings before.

I only had two or three wild vegetable dumplings to eat every day. After eating, my mother-in-law drove me to work in the fields.

If you are really hungry and can't bear it anymore, you will find something edible in the ground, such as hairy roots, small dandelion balls or some leaves to satisfy your hunger.

Even now that Jiang Dehua is working in the fields, when he sees wild vegetable roots or flowers and fruits that can be eaten directly, he can't help but put them in his mouth and chew them. After all, this is still a habit left over from his previous hunger.

During the period when I came back, although the meals at home were not all meat-free, they were definitely filling, and the grains were also mixed with some white flour.

For Jiang Dehua, this was something she had never dared to think about before.

She has gained some weight these days, and her face is much paler than before.

It’s still a good day like this!

No wonder Sister Guilan doesn't want to get married and wants to be the girl of the family!
"Sister Guilan, I think we can work as old ladies at home from now on. Don't you know that being married is really not a human life..."

Jiang Dehua once complained to Zhang Guilan.

Zhang Guilan just smiled, with a slightly embarrassed expression.

Jiang Dehua couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Sister Guilan still wanted to get married?
Fragrant chicken and rabbit meat, browned corn pancakes, and a sip of corn grits porridge. In fact, this day is not bad.

In his previous life, Jiang Defu ate a lot of delicacies, but his appetite at that time was not as good as this time, and his food was not as sweet as this time.

It seems that there is only less food and fewer choices for people to appreciate the deliciousness of real food.

To be honest, the pheasant meat tastes a bit bad and is not as tender as the chicken in the previous life. However, under these conditions, being able to eat this kind of food is already a luxury for many people, and it tastes particularly delicious.

Jiang Defu's uncle once went to college and taught there during the hard times. At that time, food was scarce and he was still a young man. The portion he received was not enough to eat. In addition, he was admitted to the city from a rural area and had no family to rely on. You can only live on that little food.

The uncle said that he was not in the mood to work at all because he was hungry every day.

Later, I returned to my hometown in the countryside during the holidays. Although the food was not good, at least I was fuller than in the city.

After returning to the city after the vacation, he felt so unbearable that he simply resigned and returned home to become a farmer.

A few years later, all of his university colleagues and classmates retired as university professors, and they all lived happily with high pensions.

And that uncle is just a farmer. Fortunately, their place is not far from the city. There are still some houses in the family that can be easily rented out, so their life is not bad even if it is not good.

Jiang Defu once asked his uncle if he ever regretted it.

In his opinion, the salary offered to retired university professors is really tempting.

But my uncle’s answer was very thought-provoking:

My child, have you ever experienced that feeling of hunger? At that time, my colleagues in the city received less food stamps. They had subsidies from urban families, but I did not. If I experience that kind of hunger again, I will still choose to resign and return to my hometown. Be a farmer!
You have never experienced that kind of hunger!
Yes, only those who have experienced hunger will feel that way. …

Day two.

The Jiang family got up early, had breakfast and started painting the walls.

After a few days of settling, the plaster has taken shape and looks pretty good.

Jiang Defu tried it on the wall and it was OK.

Of course, the effect is incomparable with the more sophisticated ones in the previous life, but it is already very good to be able to do it in this place.

Painting a wall is not difficult, but it is not easy either.

Without the professional tools for painting walls, Jiang Defu simply asked Jiang Decai to make a few wooden inserts instead, which were pretty good to use.

As for ladders, there is no shortage of them at home. There are two of them, which happen to be divided into two shifts.

Jiang Dehua worked hard, but she had to be led and guided by others. Jiang Defu simply joined her team and directed her first.

Jiang Decai got started quickly. After watching Jiang Defu practice for a few times, he quickly got the hang of it.

This kind of work is originally a small job for a mason, and it is not a problem at all.

The interior walls of our house are very smooth and do not need to be leveled at all, they can be painted directly.

Since we live by ourselves anyway, we don’t need to be so meticulous, let alone use polluting paint.

The room is not big, so it took only half a day to paint the three rooms in the backyard by four people.

"Ouch! Third brother, don't tell me, the painted wall just looks clean and bright, so I don't need to light a kerosene lamp this night!"

Jiang Dehua's speech has always been a bit exaggerated.

But what she said was also true.

The dusty walls were painted white, and the room really looked bright and spacious, but a few people made it look gray.

The roof of the house in the front yard has some leaks. Jiang Decai thinks that if he builds a house after autumn, he will repair it then. He will not paint the room yet to avoid getting dirty.

Jiang Defu also thinks so. When the time comes, the houses on both sides will be built, and it won't be too late to become fans together.

After washing themselves and changing clothes, Zhang Guilan and Jiang Dehua had already started making lunch.

Not very busy during this period, Jiang Defu began to organize hunting tools.

There was something wrong with the crossbow used last time, so Jiang Decai and the two began to repair it.

In addition, they also found a bow at home, and the two of them carved a few bamboo sticks and installed a few iron arrowheads on the front.

Autumn is coming soon, and pheasants and hares on the mountains are coming down to forage for food. Many people have caught hares in the fields.

Jiang Defu thought that he might as well go to the foot of the mountain for a few days, and Jiang Decai was also eager to give it a try.

Thinking about the danger of going up the mountain last time, Jiang Defu actually didn't want Jiang Decai to go. After all, his ears and speech were not convenient, and hunting was too dangerous. But after thinking about it, he just wanted to go to the foot of the mountain, not inside, so he agreed.

The two brothers discussed and set off in two days.

"Get rich!"

"Brother Defu!"

As soon as he finished sorting the tools, a familiar shout came from the door.

(End of this chapter)