In the end, it is others who are tolerant.

And why are you so busy and confused?

Qin Mo thought about it, and glanced at the newly arranged chicken shed in front of him again, this space, this scale, it was as big as half of the house where Qin Mo lived.

So new, these chickens also have welfare, and they can be compared to human villas.

The chicken shed has this scale, Qin Mo sells a lot of chickens, although it is not easy to raise, but it is estimated that there are more than a dozen when they grow up, with such a chicken shed, you can firmly tie the chickens, and you are not afraid of the chickens flying.

The more he thought about it, the more joy Qin Mo felt in his heart.

After standing still for a moment, turn around and go back.

I forgot to give this money yesterday, so in the past few days, I will take the time to send it to Brother Chen.

Qin Mo retreated while thinking about this.

As soon as I passed through the door, the sound of the cold wind was exhaling ~ exhaling ~ cold wind, although the sound was one by one, it was cold, as if the sky was dark fast.

The few sycamore fruits that I picked up at the beginning have been burned.

Qin Mo couldn't think of any way to make a lamp without consuming sesame oil, but, after thinking about it, he still felt that he should buy a lamp and come back.

When it's cold, cook dinner early.

Xiangxiang ran out at noon and hasn't come back yet.

I don't know which one to go to roast the fire, when Qin Mo came back from picking wild vegetables on the side of the road at noon, he passed by all the way and saw many people burning firewood at home to keep warm.

It turned out that when the people in the village were cold, they kept warm in this way, and lit a fire on the steps outside the house, and those who were more economically prosperous put a big iron pot in their own hall, and put dry wood in it to burn the fire, and the others roasted it.

And it was cold in this room, and Qin Mo had also traveled through the first time that it was so cold, and he had no choice.

It's cold in this house, and there are a few big holes in the broken mud wall, and the cold wind is pouring into the house.

Therefore, even if Qin Mo went to bed, he felt cold.

This weather is like this, you say it's only late autumn, the temperature is not so cold, it just gives you such a sudden out.

Alas, let's make a fire.

In the cold wind, Qin Mo tightened the single clothes on his body, and as soon as he went out, the later it was, the colder the air became.

Qin Mo protected his upper body with both hands, catted his body, and opened the door to cook.

Who said that this dinner has not been eaten?

After cooking dinner and lighting firewood, Qin Mo finally felt that it was no longer so cold.

Go to the back and get two large pieces of firewood, and throw them into the stove where the rice is cooking, and the fire is very hot and loud by the wind.

Qin Mo got up and went to uncover the lid of the pot to look at the rice.

When it's cold, the cooked rice has to be dry.

Xiangxiang was happy when she saw this dry rice.

Qin Mo flicked the rice grains, lowered his head and smelled the aroma of the rice, before he said 'um' and closed the lid of the pot.

found tiles behind the eaves, and Qin Mo took them and spread them under the bed, outside the table.

He turned around again and returned to the stove to take a bowl of rice.

Fragrant. Fragrant.

Qin Xiangxiang. Little cub, where did you run?

Qin Mo went to the village to call Xiangxiang back for dinner.

Sister, I'm back.

When Xiangxiang came back, Qin Mo was already sitting at the table and eating.

Sister, let me tell you, Grandma Yang's little white dog is very good-looking.

Qin Mo was silent, but he was angry inside.

In the future, you are not allowed to run until you don't come back to eat, do you hear?

Oh -

Xiangxiang replied sullenly.

I looked down, and there was rice sticking to my little finger.

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The next day, the weather was clear, and it was not as cold as yesterday.

Qin Mo got up, got dressed, opened the fire, and the two dry buns took shape.

I took it on my body to go to the market.

Passing through the village of the man surnamed Chen along the way, Qin Mo deliberately made a trip, crossed a river, and walked two bends before arriving at the man's house.

The man's wife and children have just risen.

While washing, when I saw Qin Mo coming, the man and the two children were laughing, but his wife lifted the curtain shyly, and entered the house half looking at Qin Mo and half shyly.

Qin Mo also felt strange, she was a woman, not a man, and the daughter-in-law was so evasive.

Qin Mo didn't say much, he gave the salary, and the Chen family man kept it, Qin Mo declined, and then went on the road with a smile.

Since he came to get the quilt cover, naturally Qin Mo ran to the tailor shop first, and the old couple still had the usual smiling and kind faces, but they were very business-oriented.

The quilt cover was sewn according to Qin Mo's requirements, and after Qin Mo inspected the goods, he paid and took Xiangxiang's clothes, and only after checking the left and right did he pay.

Passing by the street, I bought a needle and thread.

In the bazaar, I bought a lampstand and went back, and this one was put in a pinch of cotton rope, and I put it in and dipped it in some lamp oil, and it was a lamp at night.

I bought some more things, packed up my basket, and got ready to go home.

After going back, he put the basket on his back, but Qin Mo was very happy, holding the five-foot-wide quilt cover in his hand, he was very happy in his heart, put it on the bed, turned it over left and looked right.

It's like a godsend.

Sister, what are you looking at?

Xiangxiang had been watching Qin Mo's expression, standing at the head of the bed for a long time, and her eyes were about to stand out in confusion.

But he still couldn't understand what Qin Mo was doing.

Ha ha...

Qin Mo laughed first, lowered his head, and grabbed the corner of the quilt in his hand.

Bend down and pinch the fragrant fleshy little cheeks.

Looking up, it was cold, but the mouth was red.

Xiangxiang, are you happy, we will have a quilt from tonight.

This pure cotton fabric, Qin Mo couldn't say it, in the end, this ancient pure cotton is really called pure cotton.

Although the process of printing and dyeing is not the best, the pigments are not as good as in modern times, and most of them are industrial products.

Sister, if we have a quilt, won't we be cold?

Half-ringing, Xiangxiang blinked for a moment, and the soft little milk sounded.

Fingers clasped a little sawdust on the side of the bed.

I don't seem to know how to ask.

Oh, yes. We're not going to be cold in bed tonight.

Qin Moxiao's joy, last night's night, if there wasn't a fire, then I don't know what kind of cold it would be.

Mmmm, my sister is amazing, we have a quilt, and we have a quilt.

Xiangxiang saw Qin Mo's happy appearance, and she cheered herself.

Qin Mo knew the meaning of the word 'again' in Xiangxiang, this Qin family, this house should be separated from that portal and newly built, when the male owner was at home, there was still everything in the house, and there should be cotton wool, and only the two sisters were left behind The cotton wool was taken away by the lame beggar at the head of the village.

Xiangxiang, we have a new quilt tonight.

My sister is so powerful, we couldn't beat the bad leper before, and my sister was afraid, but now the leper doesn't come to the door anymore, and we have a new quilt at home-

Qin Mo didn't care about the thirty-seven twenty-one, he brought a few dustpans of cotton and feathers that he had dried yesterday, and then put the cotton and feathers into the modern quilt cover that the tailor had made in the style he asked for, and stuffed the cotton and feathers into it from the opening of the quilt cover.

Like that modern down jacket, it has to be kept warm, Qin Mo feels excited when he thinks about it.

After stuffing it in, Qin Mo took out the needle and thread he bought from the bazaar, threaded the needle, and led the thread, although the sewing technique was not good, he still knew a little bit about it.

Finally, the thread passed through, and the entire quilt was sewn up one by one.

In this way, a modern duvet comes out.