Chapter 387 Awakened by the sound of a man urinating
Hearing this, Huang Zhiqiu accepted the money.
"Mom and Dad, I'll lend you this money. I'll pay it back to you when the bamboo weaving factory starts working."
Yang Xinghua said angrily: "It doesn't matter whether I borrow it or not. If it hadn't been for Momo, I wouldn't have saved my leg. I might have lost my life."
Huang Zhiqiu was speechless.
If Huang Yao had done this, she could still say that it was right. After all, Huang Yao had been raised by the Huang family for 18 years.
The amiable daughter Momo has never had a bite of food from the Huang family since she was a child, nor has she enjoyed the care of her biological mother.
She can honestly say that she deserves her daughter's filial piety and care for her.
It felt like someone else had worked so hard to plant a sapling, took care of it until it grew up, and finally bore sweet fruit, only to be picked away by her, a person who had done nothing.
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Huang Jianguo quietly entered the house, and when he saw the lights on in the house, he felt strange and uneasy.
Normally at this time, Peng Fang would have turned off the lights and gone to sleep.
"Daughter-in-law, haven't you gone to bed yet?"
After entering the room, Huang Jianguo smiled particularly flatteringly at Peng Fang on the bed.
What surprised Huang Jianjun was that his wife did not lose her temper because he came home late, "I can't sleep."
"what is wrong?"
Peng Fang counted the tobacco and alcohol gifts that her nephew and son-in-law brought to her door one by one.
Huang Jianguo went out to play cards in the afternoon and has been playing until now, so he did not know about his niece and nephew's son-in-law returning to the village.
When he heard his wife talking about the good things to smoke and drink, his eyes lit up.
"Mom, be good, the people in this city are a little too generous with their gifts. This time they gave such a generous gift. Then wouldn't the wedding gifts and other gifts be given even more?"
you do not say.
Peng Fang's heart felt as if it had been soaked in an old pickled cabbage jar. It was extremely sour.
If she had known, she would have given birth to a daughter, found a son-in-law in the city, the marriage of her two sons, and tuition fees, there would be no need for her to worry!
"Daughter-in-law, there are so many good things, can't you get some back?"
Peng Fang rolled her eyes at her husband, "Don't you think I don't want it? Your parents are staring at me as if they are on guard against thieves, as if they want to eat people. But..."
Peng Fang's face showed a bit of pride, "Fortunately, my niece is a sensible master. She said she would come to visit with her things in a few days. I thought about it, don't say too much, I always have a bottle of wine and a cigarette.
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Huang Jianguo rubbed his hands together excitedly, "When the wine is brought, I must taste it. I have heard of Wuliangye wine for a long time. It is said that only the big bosses are willing to use this wine when they invite their leaders to dinner. I'm so expensive."
Already."
"Look at your future. When our Xiaowen gets admitted to college and has a big future, you are still worried that you won't be able to drink well."
"Hehe, it's still early, isn't it? Even if you pass the junior civilized exam successfully, it will take several years to graduate."
Peng Fang kicked her husband, "You don't play cards these days, go to your parents' house more when you have time, and build a good relationship with your nephew and son-in-law. Are you afraid that you don't have enough cigarettes or wine to drink?"
"It's up to you, I'll go after breakfast tomorrow!"
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In the morning, Yun Mo was awakened by the sound of rushing water.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Lingchuan standing in the corner, his tall and straight body facing away from her.
Yun Mo was still confused and asked casually, "What are you doing standing there?"
As soon as she finished asking, she saw Ling Chuan's figure stiffen, and she suddenly reacted, turned around immediately, and covered her face with the quilt.
What evil had she done? She was woken up by the sound of a man peeing early in the morning.
There was a sound of footsteps, followed by the rustling of clothes.
Yun Mo pulled the quilt up to her chin and stared at the man with a pair of watery almond eyes.
Lingchuan's ears were a little red, but his face was relatively calm, "It's still early. You can sleep a little longer. I'll come up and call you when breakfast is ready."
Yun Mo tried her best to ignore the heat on her face and pretended to be natural and said: "Take the urinal and empty it when you go down."
"Um."
Yun Mo actually woke up, but the quilt was too warm, and she really didn't want to get up, and couldn't fall asleep, so she simply took out a book from the space to pass the time.
About ten minutes later, Huang Qingning's voice came from outside the door.
"Cousin? Are you awake?"
"Well, I'm awake."
Huang Qingning opened the door and saw her lying on the bed, and immediately stuck out her tongue.
"Cousin, you haven't gotten up yet. I'll come back later."
Seeing Huang Qingning holding a math textbook in his hand, Yun Mo waved to him, "It's okay, come in."
"I don't understand something, and I want to ask you for help."
Yun Mo took the textbook and explained in detail the knowledge points that Huang Qingning had not understood.
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"Mom, auntie."
Seeing Lingchuan come into the kitchen, Huang Zhiqiu greeted him with a smile, "Xiao Ling, you got up so early, why don't you get more sleep?"
"I'm used to it, I can't sleep."
Seeing Huang Zhiqiu kneading the dough, Lingchuan subconsciously said: "Mom, let me help you."
"No need." Huang Zhiqiu smiled, "Don't make your clothes dirty, this side is almost done."
Lingchuan nodded.
Liu Zhi was sitting behind the stove lighting the fire. Seeing that Lingchuan was silent, he took the initiative to start a conversation.
"I don't know if you are used to steamed corn buns this morning."
"Get used to it."
Seeing that he was a little reserved, Huang Zhiqiu said with a smile: "In rural areas, cooking is done by burning firewood, and the ash is relatively large. You can go out and walk in the yard."
"good."
After Lingchuan stood in the yard for a while, the door was opened, and Huang Kailin and Huang Jianjun each carried a heavy bamboo still stained with dew and entered.
"Xiao Ling, why did you get up so early?"
This question made Lingchuan feel ashamed. He caught the bamboo on Huang Kailin's shoulder and replied, "It's late, grandpa."
Knowing that there were still bamboos to be carried back from the back mountain, Lingchuan insisted on going with him no matter what.
Huang Kailin couldn't persuade him, so he had to ask his boss to find an old coat for him to put on, so as not to damage his good clothes by branches.
After all the chopped bamboo was brought back, Huang Kailin and Huang Jianjun got busy with machetes and saws respectively.
Lingchuan couldn't do this, so he had to stand aside and watch.
Huang Kailin is indeed an experienced craftsman. He split the round moso bamboo into thin bamboo strips in a short time.
After splitting the bamboo strips, Huang Kailin put on the coarse cloth apron he used to make bamboo weaving, sat on a stool, put a wooden board on his knees, took a triangular knife, and pressed a bamboo strip on the wooden board with the triangular knife.
, use the edge of the knife to scrape the bamboo strips hard.
Scratching the front side repeatedly, every time, a layer of bamboo chips thinner than a piece of paper will be scraped off the surface of the bamboo strips.
Once, twice, three times.
After dozens of scrapings, the originally tough and thick bamboo strips became as soft and thin as paper.
Huang Kailin stopped with satisfaction and handed the shaved bamboo strips to Huang Jianjun.
"Boss, see if this is thin enough?"
Huang Jianjun took the bamboo strip and looked at it, "It's thin enough, but it's too soft. You have to be very careful when weaving it. If you break it accidentally, it will be useless."
"Let's make the sample first and then think of other things later."