The woodshed was piled with straw and dry firewood. The firewood ash accumulated on the ground was as thick as a finger. The two little local dogs licked their mouths full of ash and kept spitting it out. They looked very funny.
Yun Mo poured another half bowl of warm water. To prevent the bowl from being knocked over again, she could only hold the bowl with her own hands and feed the two little local dogs to drink the spiritual spring water.
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk~"
The two little guys drank very quickly. They drank all the water in the bowl in less than two minutes and even licked the rim of the bowl clean.
After drinking the water, the two little guys rushed out.
Yun Mo followed out curiously and found two little guys squatting in the corner of the bamboo fence, defecating.
Well, I didn’t expect the native dogs in the countryside to be so hygienic. They are much better than the two huskies at home who only know how to eat, drink and poop.
I don’t know what happened to Dabai and Erbai.
"Momo, what are you doing standing around? It's time to have breakfast."
Yun Mo was lost in thought when Huang Zhiqiu walked up to her and took the bowl from her hand.
Yun Mo didn't care, turned around and went to the main room to eat.
Breakfast was noodles, mixed with the roasted chicken soup from last night, but Huang Zhiqiu cut up another bowl of pickled beans because he was afraid it wouldn't be flavorful enough.
Yun Mo took two mouthfuls of the noodles and felt that the taste was a bit bland. She was about to put the pickled beans into the noodle bowl when she suddenly paused when she reached halfway with her chopsticks.
"Mom, did you take the bowl of pickled beans from my hand?"
"Yes what's the matter?"
"Didn't you wash it?"
Huang Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, "I think the bowl is quite clean. What did you pretend to be?"
Seeing that everyone had sour beans in their noodle bowls and they were all delicious, Yun Mo swallowed her words silently, "I just accepted the job notice and didn't wash my hands, for fear that the bowls would be stained with dirt."
Huang Jianjun smiled nonchalantly and said, "It's okay. It's not dirty. You won't get sick after eating it."
After finishing speaking, he picked up the pickled beans and poured a lot of them into his noodle bowl. After pouring, seeing Yun Mo staring at him, Huang Jianjun poured the remaining pickled beans into her noodle bowl.
It's too late to stop it.
"Come on, Momo, I'll give you the rest. This sour bean noodles is the best."
Looking at the sour beans in the bowl, Yun Mo couldn't hold down her chopsticks.
"Eat, Momo, it won't taste good if the noodles are lumpy." Seeing her daze, Yang Xinghua urged with a smile.
At this moment, Lingchuan beside him reached out and took her noodle bowl over, put all the sour beans inside into his own bowl, and then returned the noodle bowl to her.
Everyone was surprised when they saw Lingchuan's actions.
"Momo, don't you eat beans?"
Yun Mo hurriedly explained: "I don't want to eat anything too salty in the morning."
The sauerkraut in rural areas is soaked in sour water for many years and is very salty. Firstly, it prevents the sauerkraut from deteriorating, and secondly, it makes it easier to eat.
After hearing her explanation, no one thought much.
Just after breakfast, Chen Bin came on a motorcycle.
Huang Yu took the recruitment information and glue, got on Chen Bin's motorcycle and went out.
The weather was nice today, with a slight sun. Yun Mo took out the bamboo plaque that had been varnished yesterday.
After a night of drying, the varnish on the bamboo plaque has dried completely, forming a layer of translucent luster on the surface of the bamboo plaque.
Yunmo took out the paint and brushes she bought at the building materials market.
Instead of directly writing on the bamboo plaque with a brush dipped in paint, she first used a pencil to trace the outline of the characters on the bamboo plaque, and then used a brush dipped in paint to fill in the colors.
She was not a professional when it came to writing large-character signboards, so she could only use this stupid method.
However, although the method is a bit clumsy, it is very useful.
Half an hour later, the five-character signboard "Lu'an Bamboo Weaving Factory" was successfully completed.
"Not to mention, the use of bamboo plaques as signboards is quite special. It's much more interesting than the wooden boards hanging on the door."
"The key is to save money. Things are so expensive in the city. A piece of wood, a layer of white paint, and a few words will cost 150 yuan. I looked at the sign made by Momo and it didn't matter at all.
No worse than that.”
Yun Mo is also quite satisfied with her masterpiece.
After the paint characters on the bamboo plaques were dry, Yun Mo asked Lingchuan to take the varnish and apply another layer of varnish on the inside and outside of the five bamboo plaques to waterproof and prevent the paint from fading.
When the varnish was almost finished, there was a knock on the door.
Yun Mo, who was close to the door, turned around to open the door and found a strange young man and woman standing outside.
"You are?"
Seeing Yun Mo, Huang Qinghe was also stunned for a moment, but she quickly reacted.
"Are you Momo? I am Qingning's sister, and my name is Qinghe."
Hearing the other party's self-introduction, Yun Mo suddenly said, "It turns out to be cousin Qinghe, please come in."
"Qinghe, Jiayong, when did you come back!?"
Seeing Huang Qinghe and Yang Jiayong entering the door, the Huang family members were as happy as if they were celebrating the New Year and gathered around them.
Huang Qinghe said hello to the Huang family one by one with excitement on his face.
Yang Jiayong, on the other hand, stood beside him without saying a word and kept glancing at Yun Mo.
After working outside for several years, he had never seen beautiful girls in the city, but he had never seen anyone more beautiful than the cousin in front of him.
Her face is so tender that you can squeeze water out of it, her apricot-shell eyes are big and round, like glass beads, black and shiny, and your lips are as delicate as cherries, making people want to kiss her.
Yang Jiayong's scrutiny made Yun Mo feel uncomfortable.
With a pretty face, she naturally receives a lot of attention on weekdays, so that she can easily distinguish between curiosity and lust.
Obviously, Yang Jiayong belongs to the latter.
At this moment, Lingchuan suddenly walked up to Yang Jiayong and said, "Cousin-in-law, please sit inside."
Lingchuan's tall body blocked Yun Mo firmly, and also blocked Yang Jiayong's view of Yun Mo.
"You must be Lingchuan. I heard Qinghe talk about it before I came here."
Yang Jiayong reacted very quickly and took out a cigarette case from his body to give Lingchuan some cigarettes.
Lingchuan raised his hand to block the opponent's movement, "No, I don't smoke."
"Ah, you don't smoke?"
Yang Jiayong was a little surprised, but he didn't insist. He put the cigarette in his mouth, took out the lighter and lit it, then puffed away the smoke and chatted about home affairs with Lingchuan.
What are you doing for a living and how is your income?
Yang Jiayong asked and Lingchuan answered. On the surface, they seemed to be in harmony.
Lingchuan still used the same old saying, setting up a street stall to sell some small things, and the money he earned was not much, but it was enough to cover expenses.
Yang Jiayong is not as frivolous as Huang Zhao. He thinks highly of himself after making some money outside and looks down on Lingchuan's job of setting up a street vendor.
Yang Jiayong has worked in a garment factory for several years, and he could tell at a glance that the clothes on Lingchuan and Yunmo were not cheap.
When Liu Zhi usually called Huang Qinghe, he would often mention what good things Yun Mo had sent home. What's more, Yun Mo also helped the Huang family set up a bamboo weaving factory, so she must have money on hand.
Therefore, Yang Jiayong's attitude toward Lingchuan was quite enthusiastic, and he even invited Lingchuan to visit Yang's house when he had time.