The old lady was expressionless, what was the matter? No, she saw the bad thing, "What is this? Look at the seepage, get rid of it! Blind my shiitake mushroom carrot, where did you find that pickled radish?"

"In the backyard firewood room. Lin Qing blinked, very innocent.

"Oh, you loser child!" the old lady patted her thigh in distress, "That's the milk specially asked someone to change it, when did you touch it and get it?

Xiao Zhuzi was a little worried: "Ah Qing, your grandmother won't be angry, right?"

"No, I'm all in trouble, my milk won't move a finger of mine, and I only took one piece, and I didn't take more. Come on, let's build one, I'll go to the house and turn over a scarf and come out, and wrap this one in a scarf......"

Xiao Zhuzi was startled, just after the scourge of the dishes began to plague the scarf again, will there be another piece of clothing later? Xiao Zhuzi was so anxious that he didn't have time to stop it, Lin Qing's calves ran quickly into the east room, and then climbed into the bed and lifted the cabinet.

It's a pity that she can't move her little strength, and after trying a few times, she gave up and shouted outward: "Brother Lang, come in and help." ”

Xiao Lang muttered in, "If you ask me to help carry the black pot, call Brother Lang, and usually call Ah Lang......" He dared to guarantee that if the old lady asked back, this girl would definitely be pushed on him again, this is not the first time.

Lin Qing didn't hear it, patted the small cabinet on the big cabinet at the head of the bed, and motioned for him to hurry up and help open it. Xiao Lang couldn't twist it, she stepped forward and lifted the lid with one hand, and Lin Qing went in to look for it for a while and pulled out two scarves. One is very rare yarn woven, dark red. But it looks like it's been a few years, and the other one is cloth, and I don't know what kind of cloth is soft and slippery and very comfortable on the face.

As soon as Xiao Lang saw these two scarves, he knew that they were not available in the countryside. Eighty percent was brought from the city by the old lady before, "Don't take these two, this one is a rarity, you really want to be bad, the milk will definitely be distressed to death when she turns back, let's turn it over again and change it to something else." ”

"Where's the mess? I'll get it back when I'm done. "Pick and choose. Lin Qing picked the cloth, she subconsciously felt that the wool was more expensive, and the fabric should be much cheaper.

Ignoring Xiao Lang's dissuasion. Lin Qing happily walked out of the house with a scarf, Xiao Lang followed behind her helplessly, he could already imagine the expression of the old lady waiting.

Xiao Zhuzi learned that Xiao Lang had already piled up half of it decently, and after Xiao Lang came out, he handed it over to him. She ran to Lin Qing's side, pulled the other end of the scarf, touched it, and said, "What kind of cloth is this made of?" Soft slippery ......"

Uncle Tai saw at a glance what kind of cloth it was, it was a sain that is difficult to find now, and beckoned Lin Qing to come over, Uncle Tai took the fabric and squinted at it carefully, and nodded: "This is satin, look at this craft or an old object from the past, why did you make a scarf?"

"Satin?" Lin Qing touched it in disbelief, this was different from the satin in her space. It's too much, she really didn't think about satin just now. I thought it was a better piece of fabric.

Uncle Tai glanced to the side with a smile, and was very happy: "Your milk is really distressed now." ”

Lin Qing looked for his uncle's gaze, and saw the old lady coming out of the backyard, and muttering: "The lid is not covered, fortunately I went to see it, otherwise I would have ...... the pickles in the jar" The old lady who approached was stuck, looking at the scarf in Lin Qing's arms, her eyes were about to pop out.

"Why are you tossing and turning, all the things you have hidden in your milk have made you toss out. You are too small to fit right now, and this thing will look good when you are older. The old lady took the scarf in Lin Qing's arms and folded it very carefully, for fear of scratching the silk.

Lin Qing stopped talking, seeing that the old lady was so careful, she didn't dare to tell the old lady that she was going to use it to make a scarf for the snowman.

"Are you still building snowmen?" Xiao Lang asked amusedly.

"Heap, why don't you pile up!" Lin Qing was not discouraged, if there was no scarf, there would be no scarf.

After the second snowman came out, most of the time had passed, and the old lady was worried that it would freeze after playing in the snow for so long, but the uncle said that it was okay, and several children were walking back and forth with constant heat on their bodies, and they would boil some ginger soup so that it would not freeze.

The old lady thought about it and said no more, turned around and went into the kitchen, turned out a casserole and began to boil ginger soup.

Lin Qing and the others were still tinkering with the snowman, saying that Xiao Lang's pile was too rough and not fine. Xiao Lang was so angry that he simply didn't help, and let them toss by themselves.

It didn't take long for the old lady's ginger soup to boil, and snow particles floated in the sky again, the old lady was immediately happy when she saw it, and hurriedly stepped forward to hug Lin Qing back, "It's snowing again, I can't play today!"

The snow particles became bigger and bigger, and soon turned into fluttering snow, and the little bamboo sisters were about to go home when they saw that they were older, and the old lady poured a small bowl of ginger soup for each of them, and let them drink it before Xiao Lang sent them back.

At the end of the day, there was a sudden sensation in the village, and Lin Qing heard people shouting and talking outside the courtyard in the house, and the voices were very chaotic, and they seemed to be running towards the end of the village. The old lady and the uncle were shocked, and thought that something was wrong.

Xiao Lang ran out to look, but came back after a while, "It's not a big deal, it's just that the house where those educated youths live was crushed by the snow." ”

Uncle Tai frowned: "Are you okay?"

"People are fine. Speaking of this, Xiao Lang said angrily: "Speaking of which, they still deserve it, such a big snow family has to clean up the snow on the roof every day, the second master has already instructed them, but no one is willing to do it, it is an old house that is old, it is strange if it does not collapse!"

There are few houses in the village with tiled roofs, and when it snows in winter, the snow on the roof must be cleaned every day, sometimes it is too big, and it has to be cleaned up once in the middle of the night. Although the Lin family is a brick house, it has also been cleaned up several times, and he is not afraid of 10,000.

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The house collapsed, and it couldn't be repaired for a while, and besides, this season was not the time to repair the house, and the old village chief couldn't do anything no matter how angry he was, so he could only arrange their residence first.

There are only a few families in the village that can be crowded, and the old village chief has done the work of doing those families, and two of them agree to Song Wenjie and Li Bing to live in, but Qian Shufen and Mao Yun are not willing to take them in.

Seeing the two of them crying aggrievedly, the old village chief couldn't help it, and he couldn't complain about others.

Song Wenjie and Li Bing have been obedient a lot after half a year of tempering, although they have a lot of careful thinking, they don't make big mistakes, the village sees it, and everyone is half recognized. But Qian Shufen and Mao Yun are still a dragger, and they still pick and choose to dislike this and that, not to mention the fact that the relationship with the people in the village is not very good, and now, no one wants to live at home and cause trouble.

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Thank you Yunyun 512, I love myself xx, Snow Elf 1989, Blue Bird's Happiness and other people's tips~ (To be continued.) )