Space peasant girl: mother dressed as three oil bottles

Chapter 11 Storytelling

"come in!"

Gu Li nodded disapprovingly.

In the past, the three little ones were absolutely not allowed to come in, but now she likes to stay with them very much.

The original owner's husband, Shao Ting, is diligent and capable. He can not only hunt, but also build houses and tiles. Before that, life in Shaojiazhuang was pretty good.When I married Gu Li, not only did I give 15 taels of silver as a dowry gift, but the furniture in the new house was all made by others.

Right now, the quilt on the canopy bed was carried to Mrs. Shao's room, so Gu Li got some thatch in the yard and spread it thinly.

She plans to make a few bamboo stools for the three little ones to eat, and then cut more bamboo to make bamboo strips, which will be used to make bamboo mats, so that they will be useful in the dog days.

For now, put these things together and use them at will, and then ask the carpenter to set them up after earning money.

A finger-wide piece of bamboo moved nimbly through Gu Li's hands, and the three little ones watched intently around her without blinking their eyes.

"Auntie, is this bamboo stool strong? No one in our village knows how to do this?"

"It's very solid. Da Mao, if you want to learn, my aunt can teach you in the future."

"Auntie, I want to learn too."

"Okay, teach them all."

"Shao Zisheng, Shao Zirui, Shao Zixuan, why did you come to the aunt's house? Hurry up and go back to the house with grandma."

Mrs. Shao stood at the door rubbing her hands cautiously.

"Mother, it's okay. If they want to stay here, let them stay! Just in time, we also talk."

As soon as Gu Li heard it, he knew that the old lady was afraid that San Xiaozhi would make her unhappy, so he quickly smoothed things over, and then the old lady Shao's expression eased, and she kept looking at the tung oil lamp.

The tung oil lamp was bought by Shao Ting in the past for the convenience of going hunting at night, but usually they are reluctant to use it.Originally, there were not many families in this rural area who were willing to do so. Most of them had a good meal and went to bed early before dark.

"Mother, don't worry! When I went up the mountain today, I found several large tung trees that are about to bear fruit. When the tung trees come out later, I will pick some. I don't worry if there is no tung oil for use."

"Mother is not reluctant to use this tung oil lamp, but she is afraid of hurting your eyes. It's already night, what are you busy with?"

Seeing that Gu Lihui had misunderstood her intentions, Mrs. Shao quickly explained.

"Grandma, auntie is weaving a stool!"

The third child saw that Mrs. Shao's expression was not so serious, and she became more courageous.

In fact, they were not afraid that grandma would be angry, but they were afraid that her anger would ruin her body.

"Making a stool?"

Mrs. Shao was curious and looked inside with her feet.

"Mom, come in and talk too!"

Gu Li stood up, and San Xiaozhi rushed forward and pulled Mrs. Shao closer to the room.

Suddenly being stared at by several pairs of eyes, Gu Li felt very embarrassed.

"Ahem~" She cleared her throat and said, "How about, let me tell you a story!"

"OK"

Sanxiao just raised her hands in agreement, and Mrs. Shao looked at her with a smile on her face.

"Once upon a time there was a special soldier,"

"Auntie, what is a special soldier?" The curious little Sanmao immediately raised a question.

"Well, he is a very powerful soldier, just like your father and uncle."

Seeing the three little ones nodding, Gu Li continued,
"One day, she was sent by the court to carry out a very dangerous mission..."

While talking, the movements of his hands did not stop at all.San Xiaozhi listened with gusto, and Mrs. Shao listened very seriously.

The large tung oil lamps reflect the figures of a family, which is very harmonious.

Although the story is very exciting, they have become accustomed to the rhythm of life in the countryside where the sun rises and the sun sets.After telling a story, Da Mao was already yawning again and again, but he still insisted on asking: "Auntie, what will happen to this special soldier?"

Ermao and Sanmao's eyelids were also fighting, and when they heard Da Mao's question, they were forcibly startled.

"The special forces caught the bad guys and handed them over to the imperial court. The imperial court greatly appreciated this and rewarded him."

After finally hearing the ending, the three little ones closed their eyes contentedly, and fell asleep on Gu Li's bed one after another.

Mrs. Shao stood up abruptly, and was about to wake up the three little ones, but was stopped by Gu Li in time.

She lowered her voice and said to Mrs. Shao who was also tired, "Mother, don't wake them up, just let them sleep here, it won't take up much space. It's getting late, you should go to rest too!" "

"How can this work? They've taken up the bed, and you won't be able to sleep well."

When Mrs. Shao heard this, she hurriedly waved her hands, "That's impossible!"

"They can sleep with you, why can't they sleep with me? Besides, am I not their aunt? They are all from my own family, so I don't have to pay so much attention."

The bed in Mrs. Shao's room is even smaller than Gu Li's, and the three little ones have been sleeping for several years, so why can't they sleep here?
"Then I'll bring you the quilt!"

Mrs. Shao didn't want to take her mind off it, but suddenly remembered the quilt that Gu Li had carried over, and hurried out.

"Hey, mother, no need!"

Gu Li picked up the tung oil lamp and hurriedly followed.

It was only after talking about it that Mrs. Shao's thoughts were dispelled, and she was asked to go to bed to rest.Gu Li turned and went back into the house.

Taking a closer look at the tung oil lamp, the three little ones were sleeping soundly, with sweet smiles on their faces.The eyelashes of the three of them are very long, and they are closed tightly like a small fan at the moment, so cute that people can't help but want to step forward and kiss them.

Gu Li put down the lamp and found two clothes.Fortunately, the original owner did not treat him badly, and he made a lot of clothes.But it seems that San Xiaozhi and Mrs. Shao just changed their clothes, right?
Covering their bellies tightly, Gu Li turned around and sat down to continue weaving the bamboo stool.

After the three little ones woke up the next day, there were already two big and three small bamboo stools in the kitchen.

Just as Gu Li extinguished the fire, there was a burst of aroma from the stove.

"Auntie, what did you make? It smells so good?"

Sanmao sucked his mouth, looking like a little greedy cat.

“Chicken porridge!”

Slice the leftover chicken breast from last night into shreds, add japonica rice to make it sticky, sprinkle some chopped green onion, and drizzle a little sesame oil, not to mention how delicious it is.

"Hurry up and shave your teeth clean with willow branches, and wipe your face with a handkerchief. Anyone who doesn't do well will have nothing to eat!"

Seeing that the three little ones were obviously attracted by the chicken porridge, and could barely move their eyes, Gu Li deliberately gave serious instructions.

These three guys really couldn't walk when they saw food.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand. It was difficult for them to eat a full meal before, but now they can not only eat enough but also eat well. Who doesn't like this kind of life?

"Mother, go and have dinner with Da Mao and the others! I'll go up the mountain."

Gu Li picked up the basket and explained to Mrs. Shao who was sweeping the floor in the yard.

"Hey, Gu Li, you have breakfast first! Why are you rushing up the mountain again because you didn't rest last night?"

"Mom, I was already full when I first made it. I got a trick on this mountain yesterday, so I have to go and see it quickly. It's too late, and it's in vain to benefit others!"

After finishing speaking, she hurriedly walked in the direction of the back mountain.

(End of this chapter)