Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

  Han Yingxue didn't refuse either. He took it over and smiled sweetly: "Thank you, Brother Dalei!"

   "No thanks!" Wang Dalei was even more embarrassed, "Things grown in their own fields are worthless."

   "I don't know if it's worth anything. Anyway, I know that Brother Dalei, your family treats our family well. Respect is light and affectionate, that's the most important thing."

   "Hey, Cher, you really know how to talk."

   "Brother Dalei, wait for me for a while, I'll get you something delicious, and you can bring it back to my aunt and the others to eat."

   "No need, no need!" Wang Dalei waved his hand hurriedly.

   "Brother Dalei, I'm also worthless. I fished it out of the river myself. I took all your things. Could it be that you don't want mine?"

   "Then... well..."

  Han Yingxue entered the room, brought out a plate of shrimp, and handed it to Wang Dalei.

   "Brother Dalei, this is fried. You go back and peel the shells and eat them with vinegar."

   "Okay, Cher, thank you!"

   "Haha, Brother Dalei, why are you and I being polite?"

   "Xue'er, look, that kid Dalei is really good." Zhao complimented while eating.

  Is my mother still thinking about her marriage with Wang Dalei?

   "Well, it's pretty good." Han Yingxue pretended not to know what Zhao meant.

   "Auntie, you eat the vegetables!" Zhao Qishan graciously served the Zhao family with vegetables.

   "Haha, Qishan is a good kid too!" Zhao complimented.

  Han Yingxue glanced at Zhao Qishan and knew that this guy did it on purpose.

   "..." Han Yingxue lowered her head and ate the vegetables.

   After dinner, the sparks in the stove hadn't been burnt out, so Han Yingxue took two corn cobs and stuffed them into the stove, and buried the corn cobs with the unburned sparks.

  This corn cob is roasted like this, it is the most fragrant and delicious. The leftover corn cobs can be cooked and eaten in the morning.

   "Mother, I want to learn how to make cloth shoes with you!" Han Yingxue begged.

   "Yeah, Xue Er, why do you want to learn to make shoes?" Zhao was a little surprised. Isn't her daughter who doesn't touch needles and threads.

   "Make a pair of shoes for my cousin, his shoes are all torn!" Han Yingxue's face turned red as he explained.

   "Haha, well, my mother will teach you!"

   There are still some unused pieces of fabric for making clothes at home. The dark purple-blue cloth that Han Yingwen and Han Yingwu left behind from making clothes is just right for making a pair of cloth shoes.

  After grooming, Han Yingxue sat beside the bed with Mrs. Zhao, holding scissors, cloth, needle and thread, as well as paper and paste.

  Ancient cloth stickers, the soles are made of thick cloth, and then sewn together with needles and threads, which are particularly solid.

  Shoebon is to draw a model first, then cut it out with scissors, after wearing the cut, paste the paste onto the cloth, and then the cloth is also cut out along the paper model.

  After the shoe bond is done, the sole and the shoe bond will be sewn together.

  Han Yingxue followed Zhao's back earnestly, making a shoe by himself. Before you know it, the night is already dark.

   "Xue'er, let's do it tomorrow night! Go to bed now, you have to get up tomorrow morning." Zhao suggested.

   Seeing that Han Yingxue's eyes were a little red, she was very distressed.

  Han Yingxue put down her shoes reluctantly.

   She was looking forward to getting the shoes ready soon. After all, Zhao Qishan's shoes were really uncomfortable to wear.

   "Ah, I almost forgot, the corn hasn't come out yet!" Han Yingxue hurried to the kitchen and took out the corn cobs from the stove.