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Yu Qinniang listened to Aunt Moth's words, and she was even more motivated.

The mother-in-law is coming back soon, and she wants her mother-in-law to show a relieved smile when she returns home.

Yu Qinniang called her man:
"Husband, are twenty basins and fifteen buckets enough?"

Xu's second time, he has already made it, but the later work needs to be dried.

It's raining every day, and the sun is intermittent.

Yu Qinniang was relieved, and said:
"Husband, the stone troughs for feeding the mules and cattle of the caravan need to be dug out. According to my fourth brother, at least six should be prepared horizontally."

Speaking of these stone troughs, for some time the neighbor Hao Yinhua’s family had ringing ears, saying they had hallucinations, poor memory, confusion, and ignorance of numbers. Xu's second son came over with a stone face, and the tiger's mouth was also shaken with pain.

"Husband, are you going up the mountain today, what? If you don't hurry up to the mountain to pick wood, can you still make the cabinet later? If you can't make it, what will you use to put the bowls and chopsticks in the new shop?"

Xu Lao Er thought to himself: My daughter-in-law is cruel.

At present, no matter whether it is on the mountain or at the intersection of the village, there is a lot of mud everywhere. There are only two trolleys in the house, one is used at the new house, and the other is lent to the village to carry sandbags. How can he go from the mountain to the village? Hit the cabinet with wood on your lower back and pull hard with your shoulders, right?
Xu Lao Er wanted to talk back, but swallowed it back.

He was afraid that his daughter-in-law would not be able to carry the trolley, yes, there are not many trolleys at home, husband, you should hurry up and build them when you find time.

He knew it in his heart, did he need someone else to remind him of this?But it doesn't work the same way.

Xu Laoer could only continue to do the work at hand with a little anger, pretending that he didn't hear Yu Qinniang calling him.

At this time, he was measuring the size of the wood with a charcoal pen attached to his ear, and the leftover wood from building the house could be used as a pillar.

Xu Lao Er wanted to build a corn warehouse in the front yard. The shape of the warehouse was a bit like a castle in the air.

It is best to find four waste jars with slippery surfaces and put them between the four pillars, so as to prevent mice from climbing up to eat food. If it is slippery, mice will not be able to climb up.As for the roof, he intended to use scraped birch bark to keep out the rain and snow.

To build it as soon as possible, all the corn stored in the warehouse can be dumped here for storage. The warehouse at home is too piled up.

When the weather is cold and the snow falls, let the cellar disperse moisture again, and gather all the potatoes, cabbage and radishes that can go to the cellar, so that the home can be much more convenient, and the house and warehouse only need to store pickles, rice and flour.

Otherwise, it's almost impossible to turn around, there are too many pots and pans in his house.

His mother said that he would grow vegetables in the house in winter, and his niece loved to play with flowers and plants in earthen pots. He didn't know how many things his mother and niece would bring back this trip.

Xu Youliang was thinking about all these trivial things in his life, and in fact, he had already put the cabinet opening on his agenda.

He thought about it this afternoon, peeling and dragging the birch bark to be used in the corn barn while the bark was wet, and then using bamboo tubes to stick it on when working, and preparing some birch sap for his niece by the way, presumably Tian Xin was coming home soon, so he let his niece drink it while it was fresh.

But it doesn't mean that Xu Youliang has no opinion on his wife.

On the contrary, the more Yu Qinniang urged him, the more opinionated he became, and he resisted without saying a word or answering.

Because he has been sulking for days.

And with regard to these matters, Xu Laoer thinks that he is reasonable to whomever he tells them.

First of all, following Yu Qinniang, I can't wait to go hungry for nine meals in three days.

He and his younger brother Youyin were almost exhausted from working every day, so they made something luscious.After all, as a person, from sunrise to sunset, I look forward to the meal table.

Besides, I already asked my mother to cook for a different meal when she was at home. The cold daughter-in-law took over the cooking, instead of giving the two brothers three wild vegetable pancakes with grass seed porridge, and mixing miso with chopsticks in the porridge. A salty and light taste, that is, boiled cabbage and sweet potato buns with pickled vegetables, not even a little chili oil.

To use the exact words Youyin whispered to him in private, my sister-in-law cooks cabbage like pig food. I always feel that she is pinching her nose and has to deal with us.I really don’t understand, it seems like I have to put doenjang in the porridge to eat, doesn’t she know how to make soybean paste?The food can obviously be made more delicious.

Xu Lao Er scolded his younger brother on the spot after listening to it. Wouldn't that be wasteful?Whoever cooks with oil will be unpalatable.Just tighten the belt of your trousers, why are you so greedy.

But I agree with my brother's words in my heart.

As for his daughter-in-law, who runs a food shop, he has to pay for death, just like cooking pig food.

And the second reason is the most unhappy reason in his heart.

As he mentioned the day before yesterday, he wanted to be naughty with his wife.

Unexpectedly, his daughter-in-law said the same thing again. She stared at her big eyes and said roughly, "mother and niece, one old and one young, may have to suffer a lot to earn money outside. You still have time to have fun, and you are your own son." Why is the heart so big?You have to be really filial, pull it down quickly, my thighs hurt so much that it will affect my work, if I do less work, my mother will come back and work more, don't touch me.

Well, after saying this, how can I be in a naughty mood.

No wonder the weather has been fine since the day before yesterday. It turned out that his wife stopped the rain for him.

But Xu Youliang really doesn't understand, what does filial piety have to do with that?Let's put mother in our hearts, so we should eat and drink, and the couple should sleep on the kang.

While Xu Laoer kept complaining about his wife, Yu Qinniang came out of the house after frying two pots of fish floss and pounding out more than a dozen fish noodle cakes.

Yu Qinniang changed out of her clean clothes, put on Mai Tai clothes and straw sandals, and went to the yard to start stacking straw rolls.

The so-called grass rolls are the collection of mule and cattle fodder collected from everywhere with copper plates these days.

There's ryegrass, there's sweet elephant grass, there's corngrass, there's cornstalk.

It didn't cost a lot of money in total, and some of them were half-grown children in the village and the elders who had good friends with Xu's family helped to cut grass.

Yu Qiniang sometimes cooks a large pot of pear soup for half-year-old children to make people look for her carefully, and helps the elderly people with poor eyesight in the village to sew clothes when they wake up early in the morning to repay the favor.

But it is a debt of favor for someone to pluck the grass, and they can't always be delivered to the door. In the end, all the grass was brought back by Qin Niang.

Her husband and brother-in-law had no time to take care of these trivial matters, and Yu Qinniang never expected anyone to bring her back. Every day, her back was bent and she carried the pine tree tower to collect firewood, or she carried hay.Men cannot be expected to do these easy tasks.

That’s right, just memorizing it is not enough, the house can’t be piled up in a mess, Yu Qinniang needs to use a wooden lift to loosen the grass first, then pile up the grass, and finally roll up all the grass before storing it.

At that time, sell the papers to the caravan for money.

If you want your mules and oxen to be strong, otherwise they won’t be fattened and will have no energy to work, then boil beans in salt water and mix them with a roll of grass to eat, that’s another price.In short, if you save more fodder, you will get a lot of copper coins.

Yu Qinniang was covered in ashes after heaped up the hay, wiped the sweat off her face with her arms, and looked at her second son Xu who ignored her: "Husband, do you hear? Not only the bowls, shelves and cabinets need to be taken care of, you'd better cut them down." Some miscellaneous branches came back. I heard my mother mentioned before that the last batch of celery roots will be planted and sold to guests in winter. Where do we have so many flowerpots at home, why not make wooden troughs and I will put some Soil, plant this crop of celery roots, it will be too late when mother comes back, so don't delay anything."

After finishing speaking, Yu Qinniang stopped talking to Xu's second child, and rushed to the new house to see her brother-in-law re-thatching the roof.

Don't mention it, it was windy and rainy a few days ago, and the new house caught up with the Shuiliandong, just like the Yuba that my niece mentioned, I can stand in the house and wash my hair.So the roof has to be re-roofed, and tiles have to be added.Wa was bought by Zhao Dashan yesterday and even sent to the door for help. This favor has not been paid yet.

And Yu Qinniang was worried that Xu Youyin would go up to the house to uncover the tiles alone, and she could at least pass things down.

By the way, Yu Qinniang tied the sledge rope to herself by the way, and dragged a basket of gravel to the new house.These are all the stones she accumulated on a daily basis, and she can directly use them to pave the road in the courtyard of the new house. Let's accumulate it slowly, it is better than forcing her husband and uncle to go to the mountain to dig stones and pave the road.

Her man's hand has been cracked a lot.

The second Xu looked at Yu Qinniang who left in a hurry, and suddenly he stopped being angry. His wife was also working hard.

Anyway, I will soon be widowed from the beginning to the end of the year, so I get used to it.