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Chapter 134 Chapter 133

In addition to more than a dozen bolts of linen in Buzhuang, there are also more than a dozen bolts of sackcloth.

The burlap is too rough, and it is usually used to make filial piety clothes or sacks. The owner of the cloth shop is probably in a hurry to get rid of the cloth in his hand. When Qi Kangan buys the burlap, the boss even sells the burlap half-giveaway, it is too pure No matter how pure the real price is, I also gave away a lot of needles and threads for nothing.

Qi Kang thought to himself, it just so happens that they don't have anything at this time, and the sacks are in short supply. With needles and threads, the clothes can be made halfway.

It would be foolish not to take advantage of advantages.

There is another use of burlap: the burlap is rough but durable and strong. Without a rope, the burlap can be loaded into strips, folded in half to hide the thread ends, and then rub two or three together to form a very durable hemp rope up.

Qi Kang'an also bought a lot of earthen pots, big and small, to prevent water shortage. When they left the village, they ignored the importance of water, and this time they have a long memory.

Crocks are easy to break, so put a layer of hemp rope on the outside. There is no hemp rope, and reeds on the roadside can be twisted into straw ropes, which can greatly reduce the collision between crocks or fall on the ground. caused losses.

Women can't stop sewing, old people and men who don't use carts, and even children can't stop kneading.

Almost all the people in the team are busy, and the younger children don't worry about eating and drinking.

San Lang, who knows how to share and loves to share, is holding a lotus leaf bag to share with his friends.

Pursing his lips nervously, he opened the lotus leaf bag little by little, and the few children who were influenced by him also stared carefully at the lotus leaf in his hand with all their eyes.

When I saw it suddenly, I felt a little like San Lang was breaking a mine.

I saw that after the lotus leaf was opened, there were six snow-white square cakes stacked inside, and each piece was as big as San Lang's palm.

"Wow~" All the children suddenly felt salivating, and several of them couldn't help but muttered several times.

Even San Lang himself swallowed silently.

"It was given to my sister by the grandpa who sold our food, and my sister gave it to me. I specially used it for you to try. It is a good thing we have never eaten in our life. My sister said it is called Snowflake Cake. I heard that money can’t buy it, and high officials eat it.”

I couldn't resist taking a sip first, it was very fragrant, and there was a sweet aroma.

The children didn't pay attention to what he said, and there were only patches of snow in their eyes and hearts. One child asked, "Uncle Man, does it smell good?"

"Fragrant, fragrant. There are one, two, three,,,, exactly six of us, and we each have one piece."

"Okay, thank you Uncle Man."

"Thank you, Grandpa Man."

The snow cake is soft and somewhat elastic, like snow-white panna cotta, but it is quite firm when held in the hand, and I don't know what it is made of.

The children waited with their hands open one by one, three pieces were distributed among everyone's hands, and one piece was kept for themselves.

I have never seen such food before, it is rare, just looking at it feels like it must be delicious.

San Lang picked it up cherishingly and took a bite of Xiao Xiao, and the children also took a bite of Xiao Xiao one after another.

Immediately all eyes lit up,
too delicious.

They all pursed their lips and chewed carefully, until they melted before swallowing, and looked at each other with joy in their eyes.

The fun among children is so simple.

Granny Tian heard the children's laughter and looked back. When she saw the group of children not far behind their house, she unconsciously smiled.

Yan's mother has been walking with Mrs. Tian ever since she walked with her, and she also looked back and smiled.

It's really fate, the two of them have opposite tempers, not that they have similar temperaments, but that they have similar outlooks.

There seemed to be endless words, and after only walking for half a day, both of them felt like sisters who had been separated for many years reunited.

Yan's mother, Mrs. Chaotian, gave a thumbs up: "I looked at the pastries that Sanlang asked Bao'er, and at first I thought it was Sanlang who was hungry. Old sister, you taught me well."

She recognized the pastry, which was unique to Pang Yuan's family, and it was the exclusive snack of Mrs. Pang's family, and Gui'an would occasionally bring some back to satisfy Xiaoxiao's cravings.

"San Lang's fingers are so big, he's been taught a lot, and his father even beat him, but he can't change it." Mrs. Tian was also very helpless.

Yan's mother smiled and said: "Old sister, I didn't say it, I think it's nothing, my little one is like this sometimes, as long as there is something to eat, she will take it out.

I was also angry at first, life is hard for anyone’s family, isn’t it?

But one time, Xiaoxiao fell outside. I was working at Pang Yuanwai’s house, and Xiaoxiao’s father worked in the Yamen. Got to the hospital.

Afterwards, I never cared about Xiaoxiao.

Here's what I think, eat something, use something, it's not a big deal.As long as there is a child in it who is sincere to my Xiaoxiao, and can give such a hand at critical times, it will be worth it.

Wanting those who look hard is also a lesson for the children. "

When Mrs. Tian thought about it, it really made sense.

Besides, San Lang is not a person who really doesn't know what to do. When the big guy's things were blown away by the wind, among the few who could only eat grass, there were children who played well with San Lang, and San Lang didn't take out the steamed buns at home. Divided.

He knows when to share and when not to share.

"Old girl, you are right. I won't scold him, as long as he doesn't lose his sense of proportion."

Yan's mother kept working, she smiled and gave her a blank look, "Are you trying to envy me, your children are smart, but you can't lose them."

It's not like her small family, who just hit a stick in a daze.

Yan's mother didn't need to sew these, but she took the initiative to ask Mrs. Tian for needles, thread and cloth to help Lao Qi's family sew, and she was only able to help Lao Qi's family.

Her son told her last night that among this group of people, the most worthy of deep friendship is the old Qi's family. Whether they are rich or not is secondary, what is important is that they are kind and affectionate.

Who can say for the future of people, today is a beggar, maybe tomorrow people will be named marquis or general, and we have to go together like changing lives, and we have to look at those outsiders, who is this person? Sample.

It was almost noon, and the scorching sun shone down on the earth, but it wasn't too hot, but the breeze that blew in was still cool.

Qi Kang'an shouted back, "Rest where you are."

Now that they have already practiced, as soon as Qi Kang'an's voice fell, another man immediately followed up the conversation after a few households and shouted back: "Let's rest in place."

Then, after a few households, another man continued to send a message, and the whole team received the signal to rest in place within a few breaths.

There are ready-made dry food, no need to cook.

It took another half a day to walk on legs, and the men who pushed the carts were still so tired that they sat and lay down on the spot as soon as they stopped.

However, the women basically didn't stop their hands. They just sat down and rested, still threading needles.

Qi Kang'an walked up to the old man Qi who was dismounting from his horse and was going to hug Qi Bao'er, "Father, why do I feel that the weather is not right, doesn't it mean that Tongcheng is drought?"

(End of this chapter)