In this way, a modern duvet comes out.

In the evening, after lighting the oil lamp, Qin Mo carried a needlework basket and sat at the table to sort out the rags and threads.

I bought a few color threads, all of them were cold colors, because the clothes made for myself and Xiangxiang were all cold colors and dirty.

Sister, we still have a lamp in our house.

After dinner, Qin Mo sat at the table, bowed his head, and sorted out the rags on his hands, which were left over from the last time he made clothes and this time he made bedding.

In the past, every night, the Qin family's night was dark, only today, on the small wooden table, the brown clay lamp, a pool of oil swaying oil, the stamen of the cotton core, the light of the small fire of the lit oil lamp, the fire is like a heart.

It's very cute to watch.

I don't know if it's the first time I can light up the lamp at night, and I have a sense of novelty in my heart for Qin Mo, who has touched many nights since he crossed.

I used to use the incandescent lamp at home, and there was a crystal chandelier in the living room, but I didn't want to, but now, I was looking at such a jumping candle by a clear oil lamp and my mood jumped.

Xiangxiang was obviously also infected by this light, her small body was lying on the table, and when Qin Mo lowered his head and held the strips of cloth in the sewing basket, his bright eyes flashed with a clear and clear bright color, with some longing little eyes.

I think this light is so warm.

Sister, our house has never had such a light before

Xiangxiang's little head, lying on the table, looked at the lamp seriously, the round puddle of oil on it, looking at it like this, it was so satisfying.

All right. It's cold today, go to bed early, by the way, take a carrot and press that chicken cage, beware of rats or weasels coming to steal chickens in the middle of the night!

Qin Mo didn't raise his head, ignoring Xiangxiang's excitement, he was really a child who had never seen the world, and he was surprised by a lamp, and said lukewarmly.

Oh -

Xiangxiang heard Qin Mo's tone, echoed sullenly, put down the hand that was supporting her face, and got off the table in a daze, her small body got down from the half-high wooden stool, and she wanted to listen to Qin Mo's words and do something.

Qin Mo heard Aunt Liu next door say in the middle of the afternoon that the piglets in her pigsty were gnawed by rats last night, and Aunt Yang's chickens were also spoiled by weasels.

It is true that this ancient is not as good as the modern one.

Xiangxiang went to do something, and what was Qin Mo doing, choosing these strips of cloth was to fold them in the shape of long strips.

Shoes have always been said at home, and adults and children need to wear them.

But these days, Qin Mo has been busy with everything, and his head is so busy that people have no time to spare.

Xiangxiang has been waiting for her to run barefoot every day, but of course, it is nothing to be barefoot in summer.

Winter is coming soon, and yesterday's weather, how can adults and children run from the ground without shoes.

As soon as Qin Mo thought of this, he was worried.

It just so happened that I got the futon back today, and I had some leftover scraps, so I folded and folded it, picked out the big one, and cut out the shape of a foot.

Qin Mo's great-grandmother, Qin Mo, who was only a few years old, has always had that picture in her head, the older generation of people make their own shoes, and my great-grandmother did this, folding the cloth, taking the soles of the shoes, finding a few bamboo shoot shells from the bamboo forest, cutting them into the shape of the soles of the feet, adding them to the bottom of these strips of cloth, waterproof, and the great-grandmother sat on the stones by the pond, stitch by needle, and the whole shoe pulled by the thread and rope swished.

The needle was blunt, and sometimes it was sharpened in the hair, and Qin Mo always remembered this picture.

But I never imagined that these things would one day be used to survive.

Xiangxiang really listened to Qin Mo's words and went to find a basket to press the chicken coop, and she went outside to get a wooden basin and scoop water to wash her face and feet.

Sister, I'm going to bed.

Thin sheets, grass underneath, but a thick quilt cover.

Sleeping on top of my body like this really makes me feel a lot warmer.

Xiangxiang felt that this was the warmest quilt since she was born.

Hee-hee. Hee-hee.

Xiangxiang, who was lying on the bed, did not sleep, but leaned out half of her head to look at Qin Mo.

I always feel that my sister looks so special under the lamp, and I think it is very beautiful, but before, I didn't realize that my sister was so good-looking.

Moreover, I also found that my sister has grown a lot taller and stronger this year.

Maybe Qin Mo didn't notice it himself.

Fool, you don't sleep, what are you looking at-!

Qin Mo, who was originally burying his head, suddenly noticed a strange light next to him, and looked up, but it was Xiangxiang, a stupid girl, holding her face, propping her hands on the bed and looking at her with a stupid smile, and she suddenly felt funny.

Hee-hee-hee. Xiangxiang listened to Qin Mo's question, and immediately smiled again, lowered her head and rubbed her bun face shyly.

My sister is good-looking!

Qin Mo felt happy and a little ashamed because of this childish words, after all, she was also a girl, and she must be happy when she heard that she was good-looking, but she still felt embarrassed to be told by her sister like this.

Turning his head, he had to pretend to be angry and reprimanded:

Children's homes, know what looks good and what doesn't, it's cold, and they don't go into the bed-!

Hee-hee-hee.

Xiangxiang could see that Qin Mo was not really moving her, and immediately let out another string of naughty laughter, looking at Qin Mo's eyes, and sure enough, the head was retracted into the quilt.

And Qin Mo, after finishing the things in his hand, he also felt that his hands and feet were frozen and stiff, so he immediately scooped up water to wash his face and feet, and also went into the bed.

Sure enough, with the quilt, it's still different, covering this body, the whole person is warm.