Wang Xiaohua-Mei saw the familiar needlework basket, and couldn't help but move in her heart: In the future, there will definitely be a lot of sewing, and I have to find a way to get one. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Rummaged through the inside, found the needle and thread, recognized the needle, and sewed up the disadvantage in both sides.

Doing needlework, Wang Xiaohua - Mei is not scared. In her previous life, her mother dragged her and her younger siblings to get by, and she learned to make shoes and clothes early.

Because of her skill, before returning home from marriage, she made a pair of pants, a blouse and a hat for one day and one night, and won the good name of "Qiao Daughter-in-law". After she divorced because she did not have children, many people felt sorry for her in-laws.

But today Wang Xiaohua-Mei is not ready to show this talent: as a stupid girl, she has been exposed too much, even if she is covered by a white-haired grandmother, she has to pay attention to it. What's more, these shorts have been patched and patched, and no matter how well they are sewn, they can't be revealed. These are extraordinary times, as long as you don't get naked.

Three times five to two, a few stitches to finish. Wang Xiaohua-Mei went to the back of the person to change and returned the boxer shorts to Wang Zhang.

And the torn part of her suspender shorts is like a big fluffy caterpillar lying on her stomach, how ugly and ugly.

Wang Zhangshi almost laughed: "It's still stupid, I can't even tell the difference between the reverse and the front, and I still use a straight needle arch!"

Wang Xiaohua-Mei was very happy, jumped up and down in front of Wang Xiaoye, peeled off a candy, bit a small three-edged piece and put it in Wang Xiaoye's mouth.

Children can't eat whole pieces of candy without edges and corners, in case the throat is stuck in the throat and is in danger, this common sense Wang Xiaohua-Mei also understands.

"Lamei, do you still have candy?" Wang Guiyong said as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stared at her hand.

In fact, Wang Xiaohua-Mei put a candy in her pocket today, planning to treat herself after breaking the tender corn. I was so happy that I forgot to eat it.

As soon as he entered the door, he was about to feed Wang Xiaoye, but was disturbed by Wang Guisheng. When Wang Xiaohui flipped through her pocket, the candy was held in the palm of her hand, so she was not found.

"Give!" Wang Xiaohua-Mei bit half of the remaining candy and put it in Wang Guiyong's mouth, wrapped it in sugar paper in her hand, and coaxed Wang Xiaoye.

"Grandma, it's almost noon, and my mother is coming back, let's put on pants for my little sister, and my mother will pick up and leave." Wang Xiaohua-Mei said to Wang Zhang.

The "Niangniang" she said was her mother, Ma Huien. It is common for children here to call "Niang" as "Niangniang" when they first learn to speak. By the age of five or six, when the whole thing is said, it is usually corrected.

Wang Xiaohua-Mei did not want to call her mother "aunt" or "aunt", so she just used this instead.

Wang Zhang looked at the sun, and there was still a while, so he said impatiently: "Sit well, don't cry or make trouble, what are you doing when you get up?"

"I want to hug my little sister. Got up, I looked at her. Wang Xiaohua said pitifully.

Wang Xiaoye is already one year old and another seven or eight months, and he can walk with practice. Putting it in a homespun bag will inevitably affect development.

"Er Yong, go to the house and take out Xiao Ye'er's little pants and let her wear them!" Wang Zhang said angrily. It's better to have someone to help than no one to help, but she doesn't believe a fool would dress a child. It's hard for her, and if you can't wear it, you will be angry with her!

In Wang Zhang's view, Wang Xiaohua-Mei is purely here to add to the chaos. If it weren't for the second concubine here, she would have blown her away.

Wang Guiyong "quacked" and "quacked" and ran to the east wing to take out Wang Xiaoye's small wardrobe.

Wang Xiaohua-Mei untied the mouth of the homespun bag and picked up Wang Xiaoye to see that the sand in the homespun bag had become a big lump, and the little buttocks were red. Fortunately, it didn't pull, which saved a lot of work.

Wang Xiaohua-Mei gave Wang Xiaoye the time to put on his pants, and Wang Guiyong brought a broken mat piece from the side, and a small mattress was spread on it.

"Put her on here and tease her!" Wang Zhang pointed to the little mattress with his crutches, and said to Wang Xiaohua-Mei with great distrust: "Don't hold her, let her fall." ”

Wang Xiaohua-Mei couldn't hear the meaning of Wang Zhang's words, but she still obediently put Wang Xiaoye on the small mattress.

"Grandma, where do you dump the soil in the homespun bag?" asked Wang Xiaohua-Mei.

"Pour it into the small pile next to the pile of sand in the alley!"

"Wow!"

Wang Xiaohua-Mei poured the wet sand from the homespun bag on a small pile of sand in the alley, shook the homespun bag, and dried it on the windowsill of the east wing. After a while, the sun came and was just shining.

That's how it is in the countryside: as long as there is no on the homespun bag, it is not washed. I dry the wet area in the sun and wear it next time.

The sand should also be worn two or even three times, dried, and the hard lump on top should be removed with a gong, and the heat under the gong should be warmed for the child.

When Wang Xiaohua-Mei came back, Wang Xiaoye had already climbed two or three meters, and looked back at Wang Zhang's while climbing, which seemed to say, "Look at how fast I climbed?"

Wang Xiaohua-Mei hurriedly walked over, helped her up, held her two little hands with both hands, and let her learn to walk.

Wang Xiaoye walks very skillfully, like a child who can walk.

Wang Xiaohua-Mei withdrew her hand again and let her go by herself. Wang Xiaoye stood in place in a daze, holding his little arms, not daring to take a step.

"Come, Ye Ye, come and give you Tiantian. Wang Xiaohua-Mei showed her half of the candy in her hand.

Sure enough, it worked: Wang Xiaoye's eyes lit up as soon as he heard that "Tiantian", and he took two steps forward with his arm, and fell down.

Wang Xiaohua-Mei helped her up again and continued to let her walk on her own.

This time he took four steps and fell again. Hold again, walk again, fall ......

"Grandma, my little sister can walk, hurry up and chop her stumbling silk!"

When Wang Xiaoye walked five or six steps to stand still, Wang Xiaohua-Mei said to Wang Zhang.

"Do you still know how to chop stumbling silk?" said Wang Zhang and Wang Lian at the same time. And looked at Wang Xiaohua-Mei: Don't talk about a fool, even a normal child, it is impossible to know what "chopping stumbling silk" is? This kid is a god!

It turns out that there is a custom in the countryside: after a person dies, he must tie his feet with hemp rope to prevent the corpse from being defrauded, commonly known as "stumbling rope".

The ghost is to be reincarnated, and after it is reborn as a human and becomes a baby, when it can walk, it has to chop off this stumbling rope so that the child can learn to walk smoothly. Most people have to hold this ceremony for their children.

In fact, the ritual is very simple: a person teases the child to walk in front, and when he is stepping, a person uses a kitchen knife to symbolically chop the front and back of the child and between the legs to the ground, and the ceremony is over.

Such rituals are generally passed down among women who have given birth to children and the elderly. Because the ritual is simple and casual, it can be completed in a few clicks, and few children know about it.

Today, it was said by a "fool".