The Farmer Girl Gets Rich

Gu Xiaoyi couldn't see what hairstyle he had combed, but he could see the surprise of his two brothers. He couldn't help but feel a little confused. He tilted his head and asked in doubt, "What's wrong, brother?"

Isn't it the same as usual?

Gu Xiaowan was also taken aback for a while, then glanced at Gu Xiaoyi again, and muttered in her heart, did she do something wrong again?

Gu Ningping said with excitement: "Sister, you are awesome."

Yes, they have never seen the two buns on Gu Xiaoyi's head. No one in the whole village has seen it. The girls they have seen, the smaller one wears two croissants at the back, the larger one wears two braids at the back, and the rich people tie a few nice red silks, which are particularly beautiful.

However, today, they think their sister's hairstyle is the best.

Although there is no good-looking red silk to set it off, my sister’s hair combing technique is really full of red silk on top.

Gu Xiaoyi was also stunned, and then took the broken bronze mirror that Gu Xiaowan thought could be thrown out of the clouds, looked at it carefully, then smiled and said, "Sister, the hair you comb is really good?"

Gu Xiaowan is a little skeptical? Does it look good? Such craftsmanship can still be called good-looking?

In modern times, these are round buns that can be tied by those who can't comb their hair. In ancient times, hairstyles should be more complicated. Although there are no such conditions in the village, it should be better than her, right?

When Gu Xiaowan saw her three younger siblings looking at her with admiration, Gu Xiaowan felt like she was a little airy. Could it be that this craft was the first in the countryside thousands of years ago?

Gu Xiaowan couldn't help but feel complacent. Her own craft is still the first. It seems that even though poor is poor in this place, there is plenty of room for development!

Gu Ning'an drained the water in the tub, then carried the tub into the kitchenette. Gu Xiaowan asked Gu Ningping and Gu Xiaoyi to wait in the big room, and quickly took four bowls from the table in the big room into the small kitchen.

In front of the stove, Gu Ning'an blocked the mouth of the stove with two blackened bricks.

Gu Xiaowan carried the bowl and came to the pot.

Gu Xiaowan first picked up the loofah gourd. The hot water inside was also hot at this time. Gu Xiaowan poured a bowl of warm water and drank it in small sips.

This is the habit of her previous life, every morning she has to drink a large glass of warm water. Moisturizes the intestines and laxative.

Then three more bowls were poured, and one bowl was handed to Gu Ning'an, and said, "Ning'an, drink this bowl of water."

Gu Ning'an took the bowl with some doubts. Gu Xiaowan explained: “We have to drink a glass of warm water in the morning to wash away the dirty stuff in our stomachs.”

Seeing Gu Ning'an still puzzled, Gu Xiaowan made an analogy: "It's like washing your hands. Our hands are dirty and we wash them with water. Our clothes are dirty and we wash them with water. Our stomachs There will be a lot of dirty things in our stomachs every day. Drinking water every morning can wash our stomachs. Do you understand?"

Gu Ningan seemed to understand but nodded, indicating that he understood.

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Then, under Gu Xiaowan's instructions, she drank the whole bowl of water in small sips.

After drinking, Gu Ningan felt that the whole body was comfortable. Then he brought two bowls of warm water into the big house.

Gu Xiaowan filled two bowls of sorghum paste, just after filling, Gu Ning'an came in again with an empty bowl. Gu Xiaowan took the bowl and filled two more bowls. After the four bowls were filled, there were still only half of the bowls, and each bowl was not full.

Gu Xiaowan looked at the four bowls of sorghum and sighed inwardly.

Feeding the younger brothers and sisters has become the most important thing. Let's do this for this meal, and she will go to the mountain later to see if she can try her luck.

Gu Xiaowan and Gu Ning'an brought two bowls of sorghum paste and left the small kitchen and entered the big house.

It may be because there are two drops of sesame oil in it, and the children’s noses are particularly pointed. Gu Ningping and Gu Xiaoyi smelled the scent. They ran before the table and sniffed hard. Gu Xiaoyi kept using their hands. Fan to the tip of his nose.

"Sister, what did you make delicious? Why is it so delicious?"

"Yeah, sister, it smells good, it's delicious!"

With three pairs of eyes staring straight into the bowl, Gu Xiaowan could clearly hear the sound of Gu Xiaoyi swallowing, and she didn't know whose stomach also made a gurgling noise.

Gu Xiaowan felt sour, how long it has been since she had eaten enough.

Gu Xiaowan tried the temperature with her hands, and the winter rice was cool when she was out of the pot.

Gu Xiaowan issued an order: "Eat."

Gu Ning'an, Gu Ningping, and Gu Xiaoyi all smiled and watched Gu Xiaowan not speaking. But no one moved his chopsticks.

Gu Xiaoyi's heart jumped: "Why don't you eat?"

"Sister, have you forgotten? Mother said before that if the eldest person doesn't hold chopsticks, we can't hold chopsticks." Gu Ningping explained.

Gu Xiaowan turned her head to look at Gu Ning'an, pretending to be a little bit painful, and said, "I don't know what's going on. I think I have forgotten something after I got sick this time."

When Gu Ning'an heard this, he quickly pressed Gu Xiaowan's arm and said distressedly: "Sister, it doesn't matter if you forget. And me. I'll tell you."

Gu Ningping listened and nodded constantly. Then he looked at Gu Xiaowan with a worried look, for fear that Gu Xiaowan would disappear and be different.

This time Gu Xiaowan happened to be blessed by God to save her life.

Gu Xiaoyi is also a little distressed, with a sore nose: "Sister"