Core tags: ** Jiangnan Water Village | Beautiful Healing | Solar Terms Farming | High IQ Counterattack | Rough Craftsman | Slow Water
The original owner was a scumbag who jumped into the river. When Sang Luo came through, he was choking on his mouth full of mud.
Facing the hypocritical educated youth ex-boyfriend and the gloating green tea best friend on the shore, she did not cry, make trouble, or hang herself. Instead, she picked up a prickly lotus leaf pole, slapped the scumbag hard on the face, and turned back to the leaky green brick courtyard left by her grandfather.
In the 1970s when supplies were scarce, while others were fighting for half a tael of food stamps, Sang Luo kept her "Notes on the Twenty-Four Solar Terms" and lived a fairy life in the water town.
Pick dewy Mingqian tea in spring, boil a pot of crystal clear lotus leaf mung bean paste in summer, beat sweet-scented osmanthus to make candied lotus root in autumn, and simmer old duck soup on a small red clay stove in winter.
The best relatives want to rob the old house? She understood the village rules, took advantage of the general situation, and made them spit out a mouthful of blood without spending a single soldier.
As the days passed, Ji Linchuan, the most taciturn carpenter in the village who was good at making machines, held up a large black umbrella for her on a thunderstorm night.
