Now that Li Jin has made up his mind to integrate into this society, he will naturally talk to the people around him.
He seems to have a special magic power on him, that is, as long as he takes the initiative to talk, he can quickly integrate into a large group.
Of course, there isn't actually any magic element in it.
It's just a matter of emotional intelligence.
As soon as Li Jin walked into the yard, he saw a dim yellow oil lamp burning quietly by the window.
At this moment, Li Jin completely realized that this is a world without mobile phones, computers, networks, and electricity.
All that was left was the earthen house, the oil lamp, the oiled-paper window, and a husband waiting for him to go home.
He should have been a complete stranger, but in just one or two days of getting along, he gave Li Jin spiritual comfort.
A doctor who had always been alone in modern times suddenly had a home in ancient times.
Li Jin rinsed the sickle with water and hung it on the kitchen wall waiting to dry.
He rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands before entering the house.
Qin Muwen was actually very worried about Li Jin. After all, a sickle was needed to cut the grass.
Li Jin had never touched these things before, so he probably didn't even know how to hold the sickle.
- In case, where did he scratch himself
If it weren't for the physical inconvenience, Qin Muwen really wanted to exchange Li Jin.
He, he only needs to know that Li Jin loves him, and it is enough to have the heart of mowing the grass. He can do all the hard work.
After Li Jin entered the yard, Qin Muwen anxiously waited for him to enter the house.
But after the footsteps entered the bedroom, they turned to the kitchen, and then the sound of water sounded. Although Qin Muwen was anxious, he did not make a sound.
When Li Jin entered the room, Qin Muwen could hardly wait to hold his hand.
Under the dim yellow oil lamp, I watched carefully.
Yesterday, the blisters from the scalded egg custard were still there, and today I have added a lot of new injuries.
Qin Muwen also had these wounds. Two years ago, he was also a young master who did not touch his fingers.
After marrying Li Jin, he was asked to learn to cut wheat.
It was the first time he had cut wheat, and his hands were also covered with scars, not only the wounds cut by the sharp wheat awns, but also the blisters that had been grinded with all his strength while holding the sickle.
Now, Qin Muwen used his calloused hand to gently stroke the blisters on Li Jin's hand and the wound where red blood can still be seen even after being rinsed with cold water.
Now, Li Jin's wound is very similar to Qin Muwen's wound back then, but no one felt sorry for Qin Muwen back then.
It will only ask him to continue, hurry, and work hard.
After repeated scratches, bleeding, and pain, now Qin Muwen cuts wheat, his hands will no longer be cut by Maimang, and the wounds in the past have slowly become cocoons, protecting himself.
He also silently told what he had experienced in the past two years.
But Qin Muwen has no complaints about this, he is used to it.
Li Jin looked at the distressed look on the boy's face, and comforted: "It's all small wounds, it'll be fine when you fall asleep."
When he was a doctor back then, when he first entered the hospital as an intern, his hands would occasionally be cut by a sharp scalpel. Later, with more practice, practice makes perfect.
There are difficulties in every line of work, and Li Jin has no princess disease, so he really ignores these minor injuries.
Qin Muwen has spoken very little these past two days, because Li Jin used to look down on his brother's identity.
hate him.
Don't even let him talk to himself, as if talking to his brother would lower his style.
When Li Jin talked to the boy before, he basically answered by nodding or shaking his head.
Only if this action can't answer, the teenager will open his mouth and say it softly.
At this moment, the teenager forgot the rules Li Jin had set for him before, and said, "You can't be so casual with small wounds, let alone see water!"
The young man couldn't stop talking, "Tomorrow, these wounds will definitely not heal, you can put the work in the field first, and let's do it together when I can get out of bed."
Li Jin withdrew his hand, scratched the boy's nose along the way, and smiled: "I'm not so delicate, I'm a child of Zhuang Jiahan. It's my fault that I didn't do it before. Now I have to learn to do it."
The teenager only felt that the tip of his nose was numb after contact with Li Jin, and he didn't know if this was a normal reaction during confinement or some other reason.
Perhaps Li Jin's attitude was gentle, and there was no more violence in his handsome brows, only the nobleness of a literati.
The young man quickly said what was in his heart: "A Jin, before she left, my mother said that after 27 months of filial piety, you will participate in the imperial examinations...
Two years have passed now, and it is now June. When this September, the period of filial piety will end. The spring will begin in February next year, which is the time for Tongsheng's test. "
The young man had studied Chinese characters and read books, and his family once had a brother who participated in the imperial examinations.
So he was fairly familiar with the imperial examination process, and he spoke in an orderly manner.
Li Jin: "...?"
Isn't this a story of living in the fields and earning money to support a family? Also add a copy of the imperial examination?
Looking at Li Jin's slightly puzzled look, the young man asked in a low voice, "A Jin, have you forgotten?"
Li Jin didn't speak, he was not used to lying.
He really didn't know that there was such a thing.
Now reminded by the young man, Li Jin also thought that when he talked with the villagers, they praised him as 'really worthy of being a scholar' and 'people who have read the book of sages and sages are different'...
Li Jin didn't take it seriously before. After all, these are all polite words from others. He used to praise other people's children for being smart and learning well.
Li Jin thought blankly that the ancient folk customs were so simple that people didn't exaggerate, especially praising the truth.
The villagers say he is a scholar, so he should realize that he is going to take the imperial examination...
Li Jin rubbed the boy's head: "I was drinking and drinking a few days ago, and my brain is chaotic."
The young man did not suspect him, and took the initiative to say, "A Jin is a scholar. It's better to review his homework these days. When I can get out of bed in a few days, I'll go mow the grass."
… It turned out to be such a big circle, just to talk about mowing the lawn.
Afraid that Li Jin would not agree, the young man stretched out his hand, which was obviously a circle smaller than Li Jin's, with soft calluses on the palms and finger pads.
"My hands are not afraid of Maimang, they can't be cut."
Li Jin tucked his hand back into the bed: "The hand is too small, you can't hold the sickle fully, it is recommended to reject it."
Now it was the boy's turn to be stunned.
He, he can't grasp the sickle with a hemp rope tied around the handle, but he can cut wheat and grass!
Qin Muwen's character was born to be well-behaved. Although he wanted to insist on his opinion, Li Jin rejected him, and now he is obedient and tucked his hands under the covers.
Li Jin was delighted by his well-behaved appearance.
Looking at the almost untouched caramel and honey on the short table, only the small package of candied fruit was missing two.
Li Jin thought, maybe it's not that the teenager doesn't like to eat it, but he thinks it is more expensive and he is reluctant to eat it.
Li Jin went to the kitchen to make a soft poached egg. There was a caramel in the soup. It tasted a little sweet, which was what the teenager liked.
As for himself, Li Jin found that another basket under the chopping board was filled with potatoes, which were roasted directly on the edge of the firewood, and occasionally turned the potatoes.
Just use potatoes as a staple food.
Now he has put fitness on the agenda. He doesn't plan to eat pork and trotters, but trotters can be stewed for teenagers, and pork can also be made into braised pork. These are all for teenagers.
If he is exercising by himself, the meat he can accept is beef, fish, chicken breast, etc. Pork is high in fat, and people who gain muscle should not eat more.
It’s a pity that beef is not easy to buy, and now we can only rely on hard-boiled eggs and chicken breasts to supplement protein.
Li Jin brought rice paste and sugar-sweetened eggs into the house for the boy.
Children have a small appetite, and more rice cereal is reserved for teenagers to eat.
Li Jin himself went back to the kitchen to eat potatoes and a boiled egg.
Li Zhuzi drove the ox cart home just now. He heard from his daughter-in-law that Li Jin went to the field to mow the grass today. Without thinking about it, he went straight to Li Jin's house.
It was only now that he felt that his unfamiliar afterlife really lived like a person.
Li Zhuzi shouted a few times at the door, and Li Jin went to open the door for him.
Li Zhuzi also knew the situation of Li Jin's house. There was only one main house, and it must be the husband of Li Jin who was resting. It's not easy for him to enter as a foreigner.
So he didn't dislike it, and followed Li Jin to the kitchen.
As soon as he entered, Li Zhuzi was stunned, looking at the half-eaten potato, he stuttered.
"You, are you going to eat this?"
In the past, when taxes were high and the production in the fields was low, every household ate potatoes to get by.
But now that His Majesty is merciful and reduces the land tax, the villagers have not used potatoes as their staple food for a long time.
Li Jin's expression was calm, and there was no sense of desperation or embarrassment being discovered.
"That's all I can eat for now," he said.
When the next wave of medicinal herbs sells for money, he can order some beef and mutton. Seventy percent of fitness depends on training and three percent by eating. Of course, he has to catch both ends.
But when Li Zhuzi heard this, it became 'the family is poor, I can only afford this'.
Li Zhuzi pointed to the pork and trotters on one side and said, "Isn't this meat? Go to my house to get the rice and noodles."
Li Jin gave half of the pork belly to Li Zhuzi and said, "Brother Zhuzi has always taken good care of me, so this is my thank you gift to you.
As for the rice noodles, I can't take it for nothing. I've made money selling medicinal herbs today, and I can no longer accept the aid from Brother Zhuzi. "
Li Zhuzi hurriedly waved his hand and said no. He is considered to be in relatively good economic conditions in the village. He owns an ox cart and can earn more than 30 cents a day for chopping firewood.
Not to mention that the daughter-in-law often does some needlework to make money, and the family lives fairly well.
Li Jin said: "I used to be a fool and did a lot of wrong things. I would like to thank Brother Zhuzi for your help. You must accept this gift.
Although it is very thin, there will always be generous gifts in the future. "
Li Zhuzi could only accept it. As for the generous gift that Li Jin said, he really didn't care about it at all.
Isn't that how neighbors help each other? He received Li Jin's pork, and he will cut the grass for Li Jin tomorrow.
In the next few days, Li Zhuzi saw that Li Jin never left potatoes for breakfast. If Li Jin ate two boiled eggs, Li Zhuzi would really drag Li Jin to his house for dinner.
It's not that the poor can't afford rice noodles, how could anyone abuse themselves like this
But even though Li Jin's recipe contained eggs, Li Zhuzi couldn't help feeling emotional.
"Li Jin can be regarded as hurting people now. All the good things at home are given to the child and husband, and he eats potatoes every day!"
Li Jin: "???"