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

“Didn't you tell me not to pick?” Gu Chunzhu glanced at Su Wangqin strangely and said what was in his heart. “Are you worried that I called the government to arrest him? ”

“It wasn't dark then.” Su Wangqin frowned.

Gu Chunzhu thought that Qiu did not say he did it, which must have been done by his sister-in-law, Fu, who had passed out earlier to take care of herself. He went out to do it at night.

After thinking about Su Wangqin's words, he found out something wrong. If he really wanted it, he would have picked out the ankles of the cow. He was waiting to be caught by the government. How silly!

Gu Chunzhu severely strangled Su Wangqin. "Wang, are you saying I'm stupid? ”

“No.” Su Wangqin waved his hand hastily. He dragged Gu Chunzhu into the door of the stove room with great desire to survive.

“Mother ran away from Auntie!” Ann had been waiting in the stove for a long time, waving her little fist and shouting to Gu Chunzhu.

Ever since Gu Chunzhu taught her to run away as soon as she made a scene with someone else, the little girl was well kept in mind and very agile.

“Daddy, my mother's porridge is cooked.” Xiaocheng protruded from the front of the stove, and his winter coat was stained with pine bark when the wood was fired, and he was throwing it away with one grasp.

Su Wangqin let go of Gu Chunzhu's hand for dinner. See how he also cooked two pots of porridge, one pot of brown rice and one pot of refined rice.

“Brother Wang, how can you cook two pots, too much firewood.” Gu Chunzhu saw Su Wangqin hand over a bowl of precision rice porridge to his own hand.

Each of the two children got a bowl of brown rice porridge, and Ann took a peek at her own precision rice porridge, but her head quickly went down to drink her own porridge.

Su Wangqin cut out the hot porridge for her with chopsticks and blew it. "You happen to have to take care of yourself. ”

Looking at the thick, snow-white porridge in his bowl, the two children's bowls are still yellow brown rice, and the palate is also hard, although according to modern descriptions brown rice is of higher nutritional value.

But here, precision rice porridge is a better thing than brown rice porridge. Let the two children eat poorly on their own. Gu Chunzhu is like a fishthorn on her throat. She can't swallow the porridge scooped over Su Wangqin's mouth.

“Chun Bamboo...”

“Brother Wang, serve the child a bowl, I drink brown rice porridge.” Gu Chunzhu pushed away the precision rice porridge and looked like she wouldn't eat it. She knew that Su Wangqin was doing it for her own good. It was all a family. She broke off and didn't eat alone.

Xiaocheng's narrow and long phoenix blinked and deliberately drank a large amount of brown rice congee, "Mother, you see, I like to drink brown rice congee. ”

“Me too.” Ann turned her little mouth directly into a suction cup and poured a large bite on the porridge surface. She raised her face and smeared a circle of porridge on her mouth.

“You're both good kids, Mother knows.” Gu Chunzhu looked at the two children with pity.

She took out her handkerchief and gently wiped it on Ann's lips, then stood up smoothly and took two more pottery bowls and pushed the unmoved porridge into two parts for the two children.

“Eat it, it's not enough to eat brown rice congee.” Gu Chunzhu said, adding a bowl of brown rice congee to himself.

The two children had not moved yet, and their little eyes looked at Su Wangqin.

When Gu Chunzhu saw that she had eaten it, he knew that she was obstinate and let her two children eat it quickly.

“This porridge doesn't taste like much. I'll go buy some duck eggs for you later.” Scorched with a pale, tasteless brown rice porridge, Gu Chunzhu muttered.

She couldn't help complaining that she was better off this day and started picking four choices when she was hungry.

Ann's little ears have risen, her big eyes like black grapes shine, and her mouth is covered with tin liquid, holding Gu Chunzhu's arm and asking: "Mother, are salted duck eggs good? ”

“Delicious, wait for Mama to make it and drink it in the morning with porridge.” Gu Chunzhu touched Ann's little head.

Remember that the salt is more expensive than duck eggs. She took a sip of cool air and promised the child to do it again.

“Spring bamboo! Chunzhu!” A low cry came from the doorway of the woodshed room.

“Brother Wang, did you hear who was calling me?” Gu Chunzhu stood up and looked out of the chai gate. The call continued. People were blocked by the chai gate and did not see it.

“I'm going to open the door for you... leg pain, I'm going to open the door.” Su Wangqin's warm palm rested on Gu Chunzhu's shoulder. He pressed her back by chance, and he crippled and opened the door.

Gu Chunzhu's lip angle pulled up an arc. Everyone except Su Wangqin, whose legs were broken, was good.

She was feeling that if ancient medicine could be as developed as modern medicine, Su Wangqin's leg could not be cured.

“Chun-chu, it's me. Are you feeling better?” Ro Xinlan walked in and removed the face towel. One face was much more bloody than the pale of the day. Her soft eyes filled with concern for Gu Chunzhu.

“Of course I am. Sister-in-law doesn't have to rush to me every day. I'm not afraid to catch the old pious woman again.” Gu Chunzhu deliberately frightened her, so she could wake up.

“It was my fault. I wrongly believed her words at first, and then I got you involved...”

After drinking a bowl of porridge, Gu Chunzhu stood up and blocked Luo Xinlan's mouth.

“We all know each other so well, you're in trouble and I can still watch you suffer.” Gu Chunzhu grabbed her hand and took her into the inner house to talk. There were charcoal pots in the inner house. Luo Xinlan rushed from town early in the morning. Her fingertips were cold and cold.

Luo Xinlan followed Gu Chunzhu on the stool in the inner room and said that it was not bad to live at Grandpa Zheng's house.

Uncle Zheng and his wife treated her very well. The new daughter-in-law was unhappy, and the relationship was much better after embroidering her unborn child with a small belly pocket.

“I'm here today to ask you, what was that moon towel you were talking about?” Speaking of this woman's privacy, Rosneland's skinny face drowned in shame.

“You use grass ash, grass ash absorbs water, but at least it's dirty. In order for the grass ash not to leak out, you have to use a thick cloth. It's not good for your body to get bored. ”

“Yes, it's this Lil!” Ro Xinlan's chicken nodded like a pecker.

Gu Chunzhu went out and borrowed a small piece of wood, then took a charcoal pen and started drawing.

“You see, the cloth is shaped like this, and the other two are so tied to the leggings that running and jumping won't leak.” Gu Chunzhu drew a simple diagram for Luo Xinlan to show him. Luo Xinlan seemed to understand nothing. Gu Chunzhu patted his forehead before saying: “I made these underpants myself. In the middle, I could just pad a menstrual scarf. ”

“So these three leggings are comfortable to wear?” Rosenlamba asked in a blink.

“Comfortable, of course. ”

Gu Chunzhu also made his own leggings. When he went back to buy the ingredients, he chose a nice, lightly breathable ingredient and sewed a pure cotton cloth in the middle.

She only made three of them, but she wears them every day!

“Can you sell silver?” There is a light in Rosneland's eyes.