Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

“By the way, this is from the penis. He apologized to me without a head and said to add food to the kids.” Su Wangqin rubbing his face was also a fog.

Gu Chunzhu laughed a few times. He asked in panic: "What happened to the other side of the house? ”

Gu Chunzhu told him everything Qiu did today, and it can be seen that what Qiu did was not offset by a bowl of salted vegetables without adding vinegar.

“What a bully!” Su Wangqin slammed the dough hard into the wooden pot and rubbed the powder on his hand, "I'm sending it back! ”

“Why send it back? I have asked Qiu Shi to apologize to Xiaocheng. Besides, we haven't had anything at home, and a bowl of salted vegetables is not excessive. ”

Looking at Chunzhu, Su Wangqin thought about it and continued to rub the noodles, as if this was his tool for exasperation, rubbing especially hard.

When his dough was rubbed, Gu Chunzhu's filling was also mixed. Just when the Su family sent the pickles, she made another small bowl of pickled pork butter filling.

The next dumpling bag dumplings are all busy in the afternoon, and the two kids are not hungry for snacks and pork tart until the dumplings come out of the pot and they wash their hands and eat.

“Delicious... Hot...” Ann sandwiched a dumpling. She ate it in her mouth with soup and it was burned out. Her little mouth was moist and tears flowered in her eyes.

“You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.” Gu Chunzhu entertained her, took a white porcelain spoon and scooped dumplings and blew them before feeding them into Ann's little mouth. The little mouth bars were too busy to talk.

“Tastes good.” Su Wangqin's face filled with a happy smile, one dumpling at a time.

Gu Chunzhu fed Ann two dumplings and tasted them. The dumplings filled with cabbage pork oil were bitten down. They were filled with juice like meat, and the salted vegetable pork oil filled was even more sour and refreshing.

She stopped after eating eight of them and moved the dumplings from the bowl into Shizuku's bowl.

Xiaocheng lifted her eyes and swept Chunzhu lightly. "Eat yourself, I'll be enough. ”

“To protect ourselves by eating well and growing up, you are the little beam pillar of the family.” Gu Chunzhu reached out gently to touch Xiaocheng's head. This time, he didn't hide.

“Ann also needs to grow stronger.” Ann raised her head to eat dumplings when she was stuffy, and the little milk voice said firmly.

Su Wangqin scratched her nose and laughed: “If the girl is too strong to marry out later, Ann can just eat and try to look good. ”

Is that a reflection of how fat you are? Gu Chunzhu stood up and “hummed”. She walked to the stove and used a bowl to load up ten raw dumplings that had not yet been laid and prepare them for Sister Fu's house.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Su Wangqin standing behind her. He lowered his head as if he had made a mistake. “Chunzhu, did I say something wrong? I didn't mean you badly, I was just kidding Ann. ”

“Brother Wang, I'm also joking with you. If you don't step aside, I'm sending dumplings to Sister Fu.” Gu Chunzhu smiled with the bowl in his hand and his lips covered.

Where is she? She lives in the heart of an elderly young woman.

Su Wangqin saw her normal appearance. She sat back to eat dumplings in a panic. She kept watching Gu Chunzhu walk out before realizing that both children were staring at themselves.

“Daddy, Mama's getting better.” An An swallowed a dumpling and greatly praised Gu Chunzhu.

“Ann will always be so good.” Su Wangqin looked deeply.

Xiaocheng buried her head and ate dumplings without interrupting. Heart said: She just became too much...

Gu Chunzhu stood outside the courtyard door of Sister-in-law Fu and shouted. She answered in the house, but came out quickly.

When she saw the dumplings in Gu Chunzhu's hand, she refused. “I was afraid you wouldn't accept my coarse flour. You really sent me dumplings. ”

“The raw hasn't been cooked yet, and I thought I'd be strong enough to drop out of school by the afternoon and not bring it here.” Gu Chunzhu knew that Sister-in-law Fu's home was good, but she was a homemaker and would leave good food for her only son. This was why she brought raw dumplings.

Sister-in-law Fu excused herself, “If Dazhuang wants to eat, my mother won't hurt him. ”

“I asked you to give it to me twice just because it's vegetable seedlings. There's one more thing I need you to do today. I'm embarrassed to ask you if you don't take it. It's important.” Gu Chunzhu said that, but Fu's wife barely accepted it.

She stared at Gu Chunzhu, as if she couldn't say anything important, and returned the dumplings to her.

“Here's the thing, I bought cotton cloth and cotton in town and was going to make two coats for Xiaocheng and Ann. But my needle work is not good, it looks cold this day, sister-in-law, you come up with an idea, who should I find to make clothes? ”

She frowned and said it correctly, sewing a hole and she was barely okay, making clothes was too difficult for her.

Sister-in-law Fu thought about it and really remembered someone.

She took the dumplings in the house first, and then she took Gu Chunzhu and went out. “Youngzi, do you remember, her husband died on the battlefield between the mother and daughter. Her mother was an embroiderer. She also learned a good handicraft, and I let her make a belly pocket. Embroidered flowers look good!” Sister-in-law Fu's cheeks were also burning.

“Just make clothes. How much silver do you want?” Gu Chunzhu asked.

“It's a village that doesn't charge money, just send some brown rice, two jackets may have to give a ten kilo of brown rice.” Sister-in-law Fu counted.

Sister-in-law Fu looked closely at Chunbamboo, and didn't know how much silver money their family now earned. She was relieved to see that Chunbamboo's face had not changed much.

Ten kilos of brown rice is only thirty cents, which is a lot cheaper than almost one or two cents of silver processing in a ready-to-wear shop.

Gu Chunzhu opened his lips and smiled. “Sister-in-law, I'll get the cloth and cotton first. Is the brown rice ready for you? ”

“Well, I'll give it to you when it's done, cover it up. Youngzi doesn't want anyone to know that she's doing her clothes. She's colder and doesn't like to be in contact with people.” Sister-in-law Fu ordered that she wait outside Gu Chunzhu's yard.

Gu Chunzhu took the cloth and cotton and put it in his back basket.

At first sister-in-law Fu's sight, so many eyeballs were about to fall off. She touched the cotton cloth and said: "So big, do you make two coats? It's two sets. ”

“Two sets, I said. ”

“It's estimated to be 16 kilos of brown rice, the jacket is a little more expensive, and the cotton pants are simple and cheap.” Sister-in-law Fu repeated the number again. Gu Chunzhu nodded and said no problem. She went on to say: "I don't know if I have time to do two sets of Youngzi, but I will help you. ”

“Thank you, sister-in-law.” Gu Chunzhu followed Sister Fu to Yingzi's house.