Dress up as a hot farm wife, take care of her cubs and raise her husband to farm

Chapter 194

After crying enough, Guo Sizhu's daughter-in-law took a long breath and wiped her eyes.

"I'm really sorry, I let my sister-in-law see a joke."

"No, you can cry if you want to. If you are still aggrieved in your life, how aggrieved you are."

"Well, I'm not wronged. I have a son by my side, and my daughter is sensible and obedient. I'm not wronged at all."

While talking, he put the child on the kang, stood up and said:

"Please, sister-in-law, take care of it for me these days, and I will make clothes for the children after the autumn harvest. Don't refuse, sister-in-law."

"Don't refuse, I'll give you the material later, and I'll make a pair of shoes for them along the way. After the autumn harvest, I will definitely not be able to ask for shoes."

"Okay, no problem, I'll do it after the autumn harvest." Guo Sizhu's daughter-in-law nodded hurriedly.

I'm afraid that she will politely say no, and now she offers to add work, then she must do it well.The last time I pasted the 袼褙 seems to be not enough, I will paste some more when I get home at night to make a thick and warm layered bottom.

After lunch, Li Hui took Li Heng and Yan Yixin to work in the field, Cheng Xue put Li Tian and Li Huai to sleep, and kept them by their side.

Yuniang in the outhouse was washing the dishes and dishes, and Bai Shao was boiling the pulp.

On the kang in the west room, Li Yue and Bai Zhi were cutting paper, and when they saw her coming, they scurried into the kang to make room for her.

The hemp paper pasted on the window seams is cut into a width of about ten centimeters, and the window is made of bright paper. It turns out that the pasting on the window does not move, which is equivalent to pasting two layers to keep warm.

After the pulp was boiled, Cheng Xue and Bai Zhi were in charge of applying it, while Li Yue and Bai Shao stood on stools to make paste.

The little girl has slender fingers and fine workmanship, and she wipes them with a sweat towel without any swelling.

After the house was finished, the four of them moved the "battlefield" to the west of the village.

Li Yue took a look, turned her head and stroked the snow and said:

"Mother, let's paste the windows of Uncle Zhong and my uncle's house today, and paste the rest of the row of houses tomorrow."

There is a big row, and I can't hate debts, so it's better to set aside a day to do it, and be more relaxed.What's more, Yu Zhao's family has a lot of land and few people. Judging from their current situation, it is estimated that the snow will fall after the autumn harvest, and it will be difficult to paste the windows at that time.

"Sure, I'll listen to you, first paste the two houses, and do the rest tomorrow. Master Wen's house is also pasted, and I have enough paper."

The three families suffer here, and it can be done almost in an hour.Except for the locked courtyard of Yu Zhao's family, the gates of Li Zhong's and Wen Tian's families were all wide open.

There is nothing of value in the house, and Wen Tian's house is full of rats entering and leaving crying, without even a ration.

Cheng Xue and Bai Zhi apply the paste together, while Li Yue and Bai Shao are in charge of the paste.When they arrived at Yu Zhao's house, Mrs. Wang came back to cook.

"Sister-in-law? Oh, it's been a great help to me. I'm still thinking about it. I have to find time to paste the window."

While talking, she wanted to go to help, but was "driven" away by Cheng Xue.

"Go, go, cook quickly. Pack it up while Yu Zhao is at home, or you will be busy. Remember to boil water for Xijian, and send Yingjie to mine tomorrow. I will watch."

Knowing that she was really helping her, Wang smiled impolitely and went into the room to meet.Last year's autumn harvest, my sister-in-law was at home to help look after the children. This year, they went out to live alone, so it would be difficult to send the children back.Children take naps with quilts, thatch, etc., and rest on the ground.

Thinking of the way the child swayed and swayed in the field, it really hurts.

His father can't bear the hardship of studying, but the child must.It's better to work and tire your mind, Yingjie must study hard.

After making up his mind, he scooped up two bowls of white noodles.Harvesting in autumn consumes physical strength, and you must eat something good to make up for it.What's more, it is not unaffordable to make it at home. She has already thought about it. After the autumn harvest, set aside a part of the grain to exchange for fine grain. It can't be eaten all at once, but once every five days, it is still affordable.

After reconciling with each other, she put it aside and woke up. When she came out, Cheng Xue and the others were no longer in the yard.The starch on the windows is not completely dry, but the weather is fine, and it will be done in another half an hour.When I came to the west room of the head, the windows of the house here were completely dry, and they should have been glued at the beginning.

Thinking of this, I felt warm in my heart, lit a fire, boiled water, and waited for the father and son to come back.

After a stick of incense, there was a sound from the yard.

When Mrs. Wang came out of the house, she saw her husband and son were all disheveled, and said softly:
"The rice is ready, pancakes, and fried shredded potatoes. Water is boiled in the West Room, you two go wash it up."

Since living here, Yu Zhao has 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, the land is harvested, and I haven't been dry.As soon as the father and son entered the west room, a wave of heat hit our faces.Yu Yingjie didn't want to enter, and was picked up by his own father directly, without even a chance to resist.

A change of clothes is placed on the table, everything is ready.

After Wang set up the food, she went out to look at the window.I read it all this time, and it was so finely blurred that there was no bulge at all.After doing this, it is very firm, and it will not suffer in winter.

The wasteland I bought later was planted with radishes, sweet potatoes and cabbage.The wasteland is vigorous but there are many weeds, and a lot of them will emerge if you don't pay attention.Fortunately, she is diligent and should have a bumper harvest this year.The three people will definitely not be able to finish it, and then sell it cheaply to the sister-in-law.It's impossible not to ask for money, but she can, and the sister-in-law doesn't even agree.

"Mom, my father bullied me and choked on me."

Yu Yingjie entered the room while talking, Wang sat up and waved with a smile.

"Mother baked pancakes, can I roll potato shreds for you?"

"Okay." Yu Yingjie nodded hastily.

Children's attention is particularly easy to divert, just mention food, and it has been tried and tested.

After the pancake was rolled, Wang raised her eyebrows lightly at her husband and said:

"Did you find anything different in our house?"

"What's different?" Yu Zhao looked around, "Have you cleaned up the house?"

"The window! My sister-in-law brought Tangtang and Bai Shao to help paste it, and the window seam is also glued."

"Yo, that will save us a lot of trouble."

"That's right, otherwise I'll have to suffer from the cold this winter." Mrs. Wang said while picking up vegetables for her husband.

Little Yingjie ate one and a half burritos, then got off the table and went to the kang to finish.After the couple finished eating, they looked at the child, who was already nestled in the corner and fell asleep.

Wang spread out the quilt with distress, and put the child into the bed.

"Sister-in-law asked us to send Yingjie there, and I agreed."

Yu Zhao paused to clean up the dishes, then nodded and said:
"It's okay, we can be distracted with him, and we can concentrate on our work without him. Then you can steam the steamed buns tomorrow morning, and then fry egg sauce, and eat them in the field at noon."

"Understood." After Wang finished speaking, she bowed her head and kissed her son, her eyes filled with distress.

Laying sorghum stalks is not much work, but it is heavy work for a two-week-old child.

Yu Zhao also felt sorry for his son, took the bowls and chopsticks to the outhouse, and wiped the table with a rag.

"Daughter-in-law, I'll do the dishes. You go to the west room to wash. Let's go to bed early today."

"understood."

Mrs. Wang wiped her eyes, found a change of clothes, went to the west room to put on her shoes...

(End of this chapter)