After the meal, Xia Lao, accompanied by Xiang Gang, went up the mountain to comfort the soldiers. Old man Xiao took Xiao Li to the back mountain to scoop the stream fish.

"Haven't you eaten it two days ago?" After the old man left, Jiang Xinrou asked in wonder. It's not that there are no vegetables at home, and there are seven or eight big fish in the water tank.

"You know what. The old man is scooping it for Xia Lao. Xia Lao likes fried crispy fish with wine. Xiao Sanye picked his teeth and smiled, "If it weren't so cold, the old man would still want to dig loaches in the field." Just because Xia Lao likes it. ”

"So, no matter how fierce the two of them quarrel in the future, I won't talk to each other. After Jiang Xinrou figured it out, she got up and cleaned up the dinner table with Sister-in-law Fu, "Are you obviously worried in vain?" ”

Xiao Sanye smiled. The revolutionary feelings of the older generation can be wiped out with a few words.

In fact, it's not called quarrelling, it's called bickering. The more you fight, the better.

Xia Lao became Xiang Gang's godfather, that is, Yingfang's godfather.

You need to prepare another copy for the New Year's gift. Because the mille-feuille cloth shoes that were originally going to be given for the New Year were given away at the kissing ceremony just now.

Yingfang couldn't help but wonder what was good for sending Xia Lao for the New Year.

Jiang Xinrou cleaned up the hall and stove room, and came in to see if the triplets woke up.

"The babies have slept a long night, and I'm afraid I'm going to go to bed late at night. Why don't you take a nap and sit in front of the window in a daze?"

Yingfang got up late in the morning, and she couldn't sleep at this time. simply pulled her mother to sit down on the edge of the bed, folded the sun-dried diapers and discussed what kind of New Year festival would be better for Xia Lao.

Jiang Xinrou thought for a while and said, "Why don't you make clothes for him?" Isn't the secretary going to invite a cotton maker to come to the commune to play cotton in a few days, our family doesn't have cotton, but you can get a ticket and exchange it with someone who has cotton." This year's cotton output is still quite high, and there should be more in every household, this one for a little, that one for a little, and a lot of them have been collected. Isn't it just that your cousin-in-law will send a few taels of wool back and knit woolen pants for Xia Lao?"

Yingfang's eyes lit up. Speaking of wool, she suddenly remembered the wild silkworms she saw in the beautiful valley, and asked her mother in a low voice: "Mom, isn't it troublesome to reel silk and hemp in silkworm cocoons?"

"Reeling your own silk? "Jiang Xinrou has a primary school classmate who used to raise silkworms at home, and I went to play with it a few times when I was a child, and I saw the process of reeling silk by my classmates' parents, which is not an ordinary trouble.

Not to mention that private buying and selling are not allowed now.

"Why did you suddenly think of silkworm cocoons? Even if it wasn't troublesome, we wouldn't be able to send so many cocoons. Besides, it's almost the end of the month, where did the silkworms come from? Don't think that one is the other. ”

Yingfang touched her nose. I forgot that it was already winter, and even if the temperature in the valley was warmer than outside, I couldn't wait for the wild silkworms to spin silk and make cocoons.

Then you have to give some decent gifts. Just like her mother proposed, make a cotton jacket or knit woolen pants to send to Xia Lao.

At the end of winter, the cotton workers from the outer communes came to Yanqi Commune to play cotton again.

At the same time, Yanqi Commune also organized a group of members who knew how to make money, led by their respective production captains, and went to other communes to earn extra money.

When this group of teams returned, the cotton handler had also completed the cotton playing.

As Jiang Xinrou expected, because of the good year this year and the high cotton yield, the cotton distributed by every household is enough to change the bed and quilt and cut new jackets for the old and young in the family. There are still some left, thrifty housewives, carefully packed up in woven bags, intending to wait for next year's new cotton to come down and mix it with new cotton jackets for themselves or their husbands.

Jiang Xinrou and Sister-in-law Fu came to the door at this time.

In fact, she has money and tickets in her hands, so she can buy grain and cotton directly at the county grain station and cotton station.

Raise the name of Old Man Xiao, the person in charge of the grain station and cotton station, it is too late to stammer, how can he not sell it to her.

But Jiang Xinrou thought that it was better to buy in the village when he came to the county seat to buy, and secondly, it was convenient for him to be convenient with others.

At first, Jiang Xinrou took the initiative to ask the door.

After Xu Shi's first or two families made a deal, he happily told his good neighbors, saying that he asked Gang's mother-in-law to ask them for cotton with a ticket. It was not a useless cotton ticket, but a meat ticket, a cloth ticket, and a briquette ticket...... There are many kinds of tickets, and they can choose them if they change early.

In this way, where did Jiang Xinrou come to the door, and the housewives in the neighborhood came by themselves with cotton bags.

Yingfang's family once again experienced what it means to be "like a market".

When the cotton was exchanged, Yingfang began to cut cloth to make cotton jackets.

While Xia Lao hadn't left yet, the size was accurate.

Xia Lao learned that Yingfang was going to make him a new padded jacket as a New Year's gift, and he was so happy that he couldn't see his eyebrows.

Old man Xiao was inexplicably a little jealous: "Good girl, grandpa's padded jacket is also old, do you want to make it for grandpa?"

Xiao Sanye said suspiciously: "Old man, didn't you make your padded jacket last winter? Last year, there were few cold days, and you didn't wear it for a few days." It's no different from taking it out to dry it and it's new. ”

Xiao Lao blows his beard: "......" stupid! What are you talking nonsense about!

Yingfang understood why the old man blew his beard and stared, and smiled into the old man's ear and said: "Grandpa, we won't make a padded jacket this year, the weather will be warm after a while, I will make you a spring shirt, the kind that is cool and breathable." ”

"That's pretty much it. The old man gave Xia Lao a provocative look, as if to say: See, my granddaughter is most concerned about me.

Old Man Xia was drinking tea, and he laughed in his heart: Old man Xiao, this naïve ghost!

Xia Lao stayed for five days and then returned to the provincial capital.

He wanted to stay here for a long time and quarrel with Old Man Xiao, but the Spring Festival was still a month away, and the unfilial sons and unfilial daughters in Kyoto had to take him back for the New Year, and if he didn't go back, he would be criticized by his neighbors and colleagues in the unit.

Okay, it's okay to go back and announce to them in person that you have recognized a capable and promising godgrandson. Those of them who are elders should also prepare some greeting gifts, otherwise they are embarrassed?

"I said Lao Xiao, you also have two sons in Kyoto, and you won't go back to see them during the New Year?"

"No, I don't go back. The old man's chin was raised, and he said proudly, "If they are filial, they will come here to visit me." ”

"Listen to my unfilial son, your boss's recent actions seem to be planning to retire early?" Xia Lao stayed in Kyoto for two months a while ago, and the news related to the army also listened to the children in the family.

The boss of the Xiao family has been transferred to the northwest by himself since his daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law were both reformed through labor, and his son was transferred to the northwest at his own request. It is better to marry a wife and a virtuous one, to marry an unvirtuous one, and to have two unfilial children, than to marry a hen that does not lay eggs. Let's see, what a good home has been tossed into.