After Guo Sizhu's wife had finished crying, she breathed a sigh of relief and wiped her eyes.
"I'm really sorry for making my sister-in-law laugh."
"No, just cry if you want to. If you are still depressed in your life, you will be wronging yourself more."
"Well, I'm not aggrieved at all. I have a son by my side and a sensible and obedient daughter. I'm not aggrieved at all."
As he spoke, he put the child on the kang, stood up and said again:
"Excuse me, sister-in-law. Please take care of me these days. When you are done, I will make clothes for the children. Sister-in-law, please don't refuse."
"Don't refuse. I'll give you the materials later and make them a pair of shoes on the way. I'm sure we won't be able to get any more shoes after the autumn harvest."
"Okay, no problem, I'll do it after the autumn harvest." Guo Sizhu's wife nodded hurriedly.
I was afraid that she would politely say no, but now she took the initiative to add more work, so she must do it well. The dough I baked last time seemed not enough, so I will bake some more when I get home in the evening to make a thick and warm mille-feuille. p>
After lunch, Li Hui took Li Heng and Yan Yixin to work in the fields. Cheng Xue coaxed Li Tian and Li Huai to sleep and left Li Liu beside them.
In the outer room, Lady Jade is washing dishes and dishes, while white peony root is boiling pulp.
On the kang in the west room, Li Yue and Bai Zhi were cutting paper. When they saw her coming, they rushed into the kang to make some room for her.
The hemp paper used to paste the window seams is cut into a width of about ten centimeters, and plain paper is used for the windows. It turns out that the windows cannot be pasted, which is equivalent to two layers of paste to keep warm.
After the pulp is boiled, Cheng Xue and Bai Zhi are responsible for applying it, while Li Yue and Bai Shao stand on the stools to paste it.
The little girl's fingers are slender and she can work carefully. She can apply them with a sweat towel and there is no bulge at all.
After finishing several rooms in the house, the four of them moved the "battlefield" to the west of the village.
Li Yue looked at it, turned around and said:
"Mom, let's cover up the windows of Uncle Zhong and my uncle's house today, and we'll cover the remaining row of houses tomorrow."
There is a big row, and I can’t stop hating the debt, so it’s better to spare one day to do it and be more relaxed. What’s more, the Yu Zhao family has a lot of land and few people. Judging from their current situation, it is estimated that there will be snow after the autumn harvest.
It was not easy to paper the windows back then.
"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll cover up the two families first and do the rest tomorrow. I'll cover up Mr. Wen's family too, so I brought enough paper."
With the three families standing here, they could finish the work in almost an hour. Except for the Yu Zhao family who locked the courtyard, the courtyard doors of Li Zhong and Wen Tian's family were all wide open.
There was nothing valuable in the house, and Wen Tian’s house was full of rats, and they left crying without even a ration of food.
Cheng Xue and Bai Zhi spread the paste together, while Li Yue and Bai Shao were responsible for the paste. When the paste arrived at Zhao's house, Wang came back to cook.
"Sister-in-law? Oh, you have helped me a lot. I was still thinking, so I have to take the time to tape up the windows."
As he talked, he wanted to go over to help, but Cheng Xue "driven" him away.
"Go, go, hurry up and cook. Hurry up while Yu Zhao is at home, otherwise you will be busy. Remember to boil water for me in the west room, and send Yingjie to me tomorrow. I will watch."
Mrs. Wang understood that she was sincerely helping her, and she no longer smiled politely and went into the house to make noodles. Last year, during the autumn harvest, her sister-in-law was at home to help look after the children. This year, they were living alone, so it was difficult to send the children back. The children were taken to take naps.
Wearing a quilt, tarpaulin or something, resting in the field.
I feel really sad when I think about the way my child wanders around in the fields, and still wanders when he doesn't walk.
His father cannot bear the hardship of studying, but his children must. The latter is better between working and tiring the brain. Yingjie must study hard.
She made up her mind and scooped out two bowls of white noodles. The autumn harvest consumes physical strength, and she must eat good food to make up for it. Not to mention that it is not affordable to make fresh food at home, so she has thought about it and will set aside some of the grain after the autumn harvest.
If you switch to refined grains, you can’t eat every meal. You can still afford it if you eat it once every five days.
After making peace with each other, she put them aside and woke up. When she came out, Cheng Xue and others were gone in the yard. The glue on the windows had not dried yet, but the weather was good, and it would be done in half an hour. When she came to the west room of the head, here
The windows of the house are completely dry, and they must have been stained at the beginning.
Thinking of this, my heart warmed, so I lit a fire, boiled water, and waited for the two men to come back.
After burning the incense, a sound came from the yard.
Mrs. Wang came out of the house and saw that her husband and son were all disgraced, so she said softly:
"The rice is ready, including pancakes and fried potato shreds. We have boiled water in the west room. You two go and wash up quickly."
Since moving here, Yu Zhao has had to take a shower almost every day when he comes back from work. The cabin is hot in winter and cold in summer, which is really uncomfortable. Today, when the land is collected, my body has not felt dry. As soon as the two men entered the west room, they felt a
A wave of heat hit his face. Yu Yingjie didn't want to go in, so he was picked up directly by his own father, without even a chance to resist.
A change of clothes is placed on the table, and everything is ready.
Mrs. Wang laid out the food and went out to look at the window again. This time she looked at everything and found that the paste was really thin and there was no bulge at all. Once it is done this way, it will be very strong and it will not suffer in the winter.
The wasteland she bought later was planted with radishes, sweet potatoes, and cabbage. The wasteland was strong but there were many weeds, and a lot of them would sprout up if you weren't careful. Fortunately, she was diligent, and she should have a bumper harvest this year. The three people would definitely not be able to eat them all.
Sell it to my sister-in-law at a cheap price. It’s impossible to pay for it. She can do it, but my sister-in-law doesn’t even agree.
"Mom, my father bullied me and made me choke."
Yu Yingjie entered the room as he spoke. Wang sat up upon hearing the sound, smiled and waved.
"Can I roll the fried pancakes made by my mother into shredded potatoes for you?"
"Okay." Yu Yingjie nodded hastily.
Children's attention is particularly easy to divert. Just mention food. It works every time.
After rolling the cake, Wang raised her eyebrows at her husband and said:
"Have you noticed anything different about our family?"
"What's different?" Yu Zhao looked around, "Have you cleaned up the house?"
"Window! My sister-in-law brought Tangtang, Bai Shao and others to help paste it, and the window cracks were also paste."
"Hey, that will save us a lot of trouble."
"Yes, otherwise we will have to suffer from the cold this winter." Wang said as she picked up vegetables for her husband.
Xiao Yingjie ate half of the burrito, then got down from the table and finished on the kang. After the couple finished eating, they looked at the children, who had already fallen asleep in the corner.
Mrs. Wang felt distressed and spread out the quilt and put the child into bed.
"Sister-in-law asked us to send Yingjie there, and I agreed."
Yu Zhao put away the dishes and chopsticks for a moment, then nodded and said:
"That's okay. With him to distract us, we can concentrate on our work without him. Then tomorrow morning you can steam the steamed buns, fry some egg sauce, and eat them in the field at noon."
"I know." After Mrs. Wang finished speaking, she lowered her head and kissed her son, her eyes full of heartache.
Laying out sorghum stalks is not much work, but for a two-week-old child, it is heavy work.
Yu Zhao also felt sorry for his son, so he took the dishes and chopsticks to the outhouse and wiped the table with a rag.
"Daughter-in-law, I'll wash the dishes. You go to the west room to wash up. Let's go to bed early today."
"Got it."
Mrs. Wang wiped her eyes, found a change of clothes, went to the ground to put on her shoes and went to the west room...