Chapter 48 Washing Clothes (1)

Qinghe Town, to which Lijia Village belongs, can be regarded as a relatively affluent town. There is a laundry workshop in the town, and the business is extremely hot in winter.

Because washing clothes in winter, the water is icy cold, not to mention people suffer, and they still don’t dry in the sun after washing, they have to be dried with fire, which is too troublesome.

Therefore, all the people in the town who can live a good life don't like to wash their clothes in winter, and send them to the laundry workshop, which is cheap and trouble-free.

There were too many clothes to be washed, and the workshop was short of manpower, so the collected clothes were transferred to nearby peasant women for washing.

Mrs. Li tried her best to get this job.

Although you only get one penny for washing one piece of clothing, you can wash thirty or forty pieces a day, which is thirty or forty pennies.

Thinking of earning tens of pennies a day, Mrs. Li felt very happy. After dinner that day, Mrs. Li excitedly gathered her daughters-in-law and grandchildren, and sat cross-legged condescendingly in the warm room. Kang began to preach.

"It's said to raise children to guard against old age, and raise children to guard against old age, but now, I can't rely on any of the things you don't worry about, and all of you are lazy ghosts!
Know how to eat all day long!The rice vat is almost bottoming out, if it depends on you, all of us will drink the northwest wind!
Hey...you have to count on me, an old woman, to worry about it. It's freezing cold. My old legs are about to break after I run all these times...I found this job for you all because of my old face. ..."

What Mrs. Li said was agitated, and she sprayed spittle on people's faces, and her daughters-in-law, grandchildren and granddaughters all buried their heads low, not daring to distinguish a word.

Li Mingyue rolled her eyes silently in her heart, talking about talking nonsense with her eyes open, and still speaking so confidently, this old lady is afraid that no one would dare to recognize the number one if she takes the second place.

The fact is that the autumn harvest is just over, the rice and noodle tanks are full, and there is no work in the field, but Li Shou and Li Mingzhi also get up to the mountain to collect firewood before dawn every day, and Li Minglan has to hunt pigweed every day. She also has to take care of her younger siblings. Li Mingyue goes to work at Luo's house every day, while Mrs. Liu tends the vegetable garden, does housework, and does needlework in her free time...

Seeing Mrs. Li saying that she was tired and taking a rest, Li Mingyu hurried over to take off her shoes and get on the kang.

"Grandma, you are tired, Yu'er will beat your legs for you, and then boil a basin of hot water to soak your feet at night.

You are the backbone of our family, so I can't tire you out. "

"Okay, okay, my darling, I don't blame grandma for loving you so much. Among so many granddaughters, Yu'er is the most caring. Tomorrow, I will ask your second aunt to make Yu'er's favorite braised eggplant."

As he spoke, the knives flew towards Li Minglan, Li Mingyan, Li Mingli, Li Mingyue and others.

Li Mingyue curled her lips, thinking that if they were the ones who had just climbed onto the kang, they might be kicked off the kang immediately, there would be no such good fruit to eat.

Besides, the girl is not rare to serve.

After taking another sip of water, Mrs. Li narrowed her eyes and began to divide the work among the people.

"Erlang goes up the mountain with your father all day long, he has good feet, so you get up earlier and go to the town to get clothes.

Dalang Saburo went to the mountains in the morning to gather more firewood and came back, as for washing clothes..."

At this point, Mrs. Li paused, the meal had to be cooked, the pigs had to be fed, and those trivial housework... her eyes flicked around the three daughters-in-law.

"Cough" Mrs. Song coughed lightly.

Li Mingyu pulled the corner of old lady Li's clothes and acted like a baby, "Grandma, my mother's cooking is light, which suits your taste best. The stewed eggplant is delicious and soft. You praised it last time. Besides, my mother is in good shape. Weak, in this weather, go to the water to wash clothes, why don't you kill her..."

(End of this chapter)

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