Old Mrs. Jiang saw all this little action, but what she disliked the most was her doing this.
He glanced at her and cursed: "What are you looking at? Why don't you take the bowl out quickly?"
Zhu Yanling shrank her neck in fright and quickly took out the bowl.
Mrs. Jiang fried the last dish and said in a nice tone to her fourth daughter-in-law, who was still lighting the fire: "Fourth daughter-in-law, add firewood and boil water for a bath."
Liu Yulan nodded and responded: "Mom, I understand."
Mrs. Jiang took the dishes out, then came back to clean the pot and add water.
Looking at the fourth daughter-in-law who was still lighting the fire, he said, "You can go out to eat now."
Liu Yulan nodded in response: "Okay, mother, you go out first, I will be back in a moment."
Mrs. Jiang nodded and walked out.
Liu Yulan put the last piece of wood into the stove, stood up, washed her hands, and went out.
Zhao Leyan was held in Zhang Wanyu's arms and watched quietly.
She was only three or four months old, and she occasionally turned over and could not do anything.
In addition to drinking some malted milk every day, that is, rice soup.
There was nothing she could do about it, her mother didn't have any milk. She drank it in the morning, but she didn't have it all day.
Now he was even more tightly wrapped, with only one head exposed looking at the things on the table.
Pickled vegetable dumplings, brown rice and wild vegetable paste, cornmeal steamed buns, and the best ones are fried vegetables.
Zhao Leyan looked at these dishes and sighed in her heart, this family is really poor.
There is some food in her space, but she is too young to take it out now.
After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Leyan gave up. Forget it, let's wait until she grows up.
In her previous life, she accidentally opened a small space where she could only store some dead things, so she put some rice and meat in it. The quantity was not very large, and it should be enough to feed a family.
But right now, I am just a three- to four-month-old baby and can't do anything.
I really want to grow up quickly...
A few days passed in a flash.
Zhao Jing spent an early morning together and saw that it was getting bright outside. She glanced outside and saw that Zhao Xiaoya's door was still closed, so she probably hadn't woken up yet.
As soon as Zhao Jing entered the space, she poured medicinal spring water on the things planted on the black soil.
I remembered that the original owner’s cotton-padded clothes were not warm anymore, so I quickly asked the system: “System, is there any cotton I can exchange for?”
System: Yes.
After answering, place the interface panel in front of Zhao Jingyi.
They are all cotton, and the quantities vary.
Zhao Jing was dazzled by the sight and chose an eighty-pound piece of cotton and spent a thousand trading points.
Zhao Jingyi felt a little pained: "The system is getting darker and darker."
System:...the host and the products produced by the system are all high quality.
Zhao Jing covered her ears: "I won't listen, I won't listen..."
System: ...Host, the system communicates with you through your mind. It is useless for you to cover your ears.
Zhao Jingyi:......
Shao Lai said: "I don't care, you just cheated me, I want to compensate you."
System: ...Host, it’s not good for you to do this.
Zhao Jing burst into tears and said nothing
The system is helpless: Is it feasible to create a complete clothing encyclopedia for the compensation system?
Zhao Jing quickly put away her tears and pretended to be reluctantly satisfied and said, "Since you are so sincere, I will reluctantly accept it."
System: ...The host will not allow this next time, and the clothing collection will be distributed.
As soon as he finished speaking, a thick clothing encyclopedia appeared on the big soft bed that Zhao Jing had brought.
Zhao Jing smiled without saying anything, turned around and dived into the clothing collection.
The original owner knew some needlework and could also make clothes, but Zhao Jingyi couldn’t do it anymore and had never done it before.
Even if she had the memory of the original owner, Zhao Jingyi didn't have the confidence to do it well.
So I still have to learn.
After looking at it for a while, I found a piece of black cloth from the fabric area on the side and used a tool to cut out a piece of cloth.
After threading the needle and thread, I took a stool and placed it next to the bed. I followed the instructions above and sewed a simple black cloth pocket.
Zhao Jing sewed very seriously and almost pricked her finger several times, but luckily she was not in danger.
The stitching is a little crooked and not very pretty.
But overall it's pretty good.
Zhao Jing looked at her results and smiled.
This is the first time she has sewed something by herself.
It should gradually get better after a few more visits, but not right now.
Zhao Jing put her things away, turned around and left the space, took out her original thick clothes and put them on.
When she opened the door, she was greeted by a gust of cold wind, which made Zhao Jing shiver.
It's colder today than yesterday, and it looks like it's going to snow early this year.
As soon as Zhao Jing walked to the kitchen door, Zhao Xiaoya opened the door and walked out.
Zhao Xiaoya had just woken up, and her voice was a bit soft: "Auntie, you're awake."
Zhao Jing nodded, opened the kitchen door, and walked in, followed by Zhao Xiaoya.
Sitting in front of the stove with her, Zhao Xiaoya lit up the fire. The two of them sat in front of the stove and warmed themselves up for a while, which warmed their bodies a lot.
Zhao Jing noticed that the cotton-padded clothes on Zhao Xiaoya were a little stiff.
He frowned, stood up, walked back to the room, and took out a cotton coat that was almost the same as what he was wearing from the big box.
He took it to the kitchen, handed it to Zhao Xiaoya, and said, "Put this on."
Zhao Xiaoya shook her head: "I can't wear it. I'm wearing my grandma's milk. What are you wearing?"
Without saying a word, Zhao Jing stuffed the clothes into her hands and said, "You can wear them if I give them to you. If I get sick from the cold, how will you take care of me then?"
Zhao Xiaoya also knew that she said this on purpose, and felt warm in her heart.
Take off your clothes and put on Zhao Jingyi's clothes.
It soon felt much warmer.
"Grandma, I won't let myself get sick."
Zhao Jing nodded, put water in the pot, and sat in front of the stove with her.
Suddenly I had an idea and asked: "Can you make clothes?"
Zhao Xiaoya nodded: "I know a lot. Does my great-aunt want to make clothes?"
Zhao Jing nodded her head: "Well, I went to town some time ago to buy some cotton and wanted to make some cotton clothes."
Zhao Xiaoya had no doubts and was quite happy. When Zhao Jing asked her to make cotton-padded clothes, she said, "I can do it. I'll help you do it after dinner."
Zhao Jing smiled and said, "Okay, go to my room later and you can teach me."
Zhao Xiaoya nodded heavily: "Okay."
As soon as Zhao Jing got up and walked out of the kitchen door, she saw snowflakes falling from the sky.
The soft, light snowflakes were densely packed and flying one after another, as if millions of jade scales were falling from the sky, or like velvet butterfly wings flying all over the sky.
Zhao Jingyi was a little stunned: "It's snowing."
When Zhao Xiaoya heard this, she ran out quickly and looked at the falling snowflakes in the sky: "It's snowing, what should we do? We can't collect firewood today."
Zhao Jingyi didn't expect that this would be the first thing she paid attention to.
"It's okay. The firewood they sent last night was enough."
The woodshed was quickly filled up with the firewood they delivered last night.
Many of them are large logs that are resistant to burning and should probably be enough to last through the winter.