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Chapter 48 Not tall

Chapter 48 Not growing taller

"Sister, let me hold my brother while you rest." Fu An felt that his sister was no longer so annoying, and he wanted to share some of the burden for her.

"Well, thank you An An." Fu Manman handed the little egg to Fu An.

She just had her hands free to knit straw sandals.

During the day, she wanted to knit straw sandals, but she didn't because she was afraid of getting into trouble and was in a hurry to escape.

After walking all afternoon, the shoes on her feet were completely broken and she could no longer wear them.

At this moment, my feet hurt from the cold, and the bleeding areas were scabbed. If I didn't get straw sandals, the scabs would soon break again.

He handed over a handful of cut grass, placed a pile in front of him, and then began to knit hemp rope and weave straw shoes.

When I was young, I learned from my grandfather. Although in those days, people were not so poor that they had no shoes to wear, but every summer, my grandfather would knit some straw sandals and wear them for fun.

Grandpa also makes woolen nests in winter, made of straw and reeds, which are furry and warm.

In the winter, she wore a reed woolen blanket to do her homework, and she wasn't afraid of the cold at all.

It's a pity that we didn't see any reeds on the road today. Those reeds were all picked bare. In such a cold day, everyone needs reeds to keep warm.

Fu Manman was knitting and comparing it with his feet.

While Fu Manman was knitting straw sandals, Fu An sat aside and watched, and Fu Qiang glanced at him from time to time.

Fu An always had doubts in his heart. He knew best what his sister was like. In the past, in her hometown, she could do nothing but eat and sleep in. Of course, she was very strong. When doing farm work, she was quite good at carrying rice bags.

But she had never done such work as knitting straw sandals.

"Sister, can you knit straw sandals?" Fu An couldn't help but question. After he finished asking, he felt a little regretful. Sister wouldn't hit him!

"Just wait and see. When my shoes are finished, I will knit another one for you." Fu Manman immersed himself in the work.

She wants to knit a straw sandal to cover her feet.

In this cold weather, it will be very cold if you don't wrap your feet.

"Oh!" Fu An breathed a sigh of relief. His sister didn't hit him and promised to knit shoes for him.

But he didn't believe her words!

Fu Qiang sneered. If she could weave straw sandals, he would eat them.

After the Chang family's three children had eaten, they nestled under the quilt together to keep each other warm.

Aunt Luhua asked Fu An to put her little brother under the quilt.

She walked up to Fu Manman and saw Fu Manman knitting straw sandals. She felt that the knitting method was a bit strange, "These shoes are not easy to wear if they are knitted like this!"

"It's easy to wear, and it's not cold when it's wrapped around the feet." Fu Manman responded, moving his hands constantly.

After braiding for a while, I put my hands to my mouth and breathed out. It was so cold that my hands were frozen.

It's not even the twelfth lunar month of winter yet, and my hands already have frostbite.

When winter comes, what will you do with your hands?

I was thinking a lot, but I didn't hear Aunt Luhua's words.

"Girl Manman, I wonder how old you are?"

"Yeah?" Fu Manman raised his head and glanced at Aunt Luhua, "How old am I, you ask?"

"Yes, I see you are young. Are you ten years old?"

Ten years old? This is too young!

Fu Manman looked at his small hands. His feet were also small and he was not tall. He might not even be ten years old!

"My sister is already thirteen." Fu An answered quickly, and he continued: "I am ten years old, and I have a younger sister who is eight years old."

Just like this, he is already thirteen!

Fu Manman can’t believe it!

"You're already thirteen!" Aunt Luhua was also surprised, and then she sighed, "These days, everyone doesn't have enough to eat, and they don't grow up."

These days, we don’t even have enough to eat, so we still hope to grow taller.

While chatting with Aunt Luhua, Fu Manman unconsciously felt that she had knitted two pairs of straw sandals.

(End of chapter)


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