"June, you're a dead girl, are you awake? When I woke up, I hurried to cook, and after a while, your father and the first day of junior high school, thirteen, and eighteen will come back, and I can't eat in the middle of the night when I'm tired, how can I go to work next?"

Jin June woke up from his sleep, his ears were like thunder scolding, this voice couldn't be more familiar, this month, Jin June has long been familiar with it, this is the voice of the old lady Li!

This kind of voice, this kind of emphasis, and this momentum, is also a voice that only this old lady in her own house has!

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It's been a month, and time is still a real knife, ruthlessly making people have to get familiar with every inch of the land here, and the people on this land.

June quickly turned over and got up, put aside the tattered quilt on the body, if this can still be called a quilt, three or eight or two got dressed, this ghost weather is so cold that people have no other superfluous movements except shivering.

Even if the clothes are jackets, there are two layers of thin coarse cloth, fortunately, there are many puddings on it, and this patch is also good for playing more, that is, it is thicker and cold-proof!

June gently put the quilt on the outside of the quilt for his three-year-old brother Nineteen, who was sleeping on the side, and Nineteen shrank in a daze and buried his head in the quilt.

June closed the door softly and walked into the stove, where Li was pouring the cooked powder from the pot into the wooden barrel.

Seeing June coming in, he didn't take a second look, so he commanded: "Hurry up, the stove is vacated, you make breakfast, save a little, there is not much food at home, let's drink thin food these days, give your father and your brother their thick fish, our mother doesn't do any work, just drink some thin food." Heat up two of the cornmeal steamed buns in the kitchen and send them to the papermaker.

After a few days, I sent my family's goods to the market and collected the money, and I was able to buy grain. ”

As he spoke, he moved the vat out.

June wanted to go up and help, but was pushed aside by Lee.

"You little body, let's go to the fire and cook, wait for another two years and it's almost the same, now it's your mother and I'll come!"

Li is hard-mouthed, but he really loves his children in his heart, Jin June has only been here for a month, but he has long seen that this mother is a knife-mouthed tofu-hearted person, although she is rough and loud, she is an authentic country woman, and this woman has a solid eye for her husband and children.

June gave up insisting, not to mention, what Li said was really right, June touched her arm under the patched clothes, it was as thin as a stick, and there was a fragile feeling that it would break if it was broken.

Looking at the wooden barrel that Li was moving, there were two waists thick of Li's waist, and June shook his head.

I began to remove the cauldron on the stove, put it up in the corner of the wall, and replaced it with the pot I usually cooked.

This cauldron is a must-have for every family, because the people called Qiyun Town basically rely on making paper for a living, and there are countless large and small paper mills, and it is a well-known place for paper mills.

The nearby villages and counties, including the market towns dozens of miles away, also rely on this craft to make a living.

And Qiyun Town can be regarded as a large town where paper mills are concentrated, and merchants who sell paper are also gathered here to purchase bulk paper, especially in the year when Emperor Yunjin went out to patrol here, and inscribed the words "paper expensive gold fan" here to describe the grand event of papermaking at that time.

Since then, every three years, Qiyun Town will hold a "Paper Saint" competition to select the best paper and the best paper masters, making this inconspicuous town the most eye-catching town in the entire Xuanqing Kingdom.

And June's house is one of the many paper mills.

They are all poor people who make a living by selling paper, and they are good to say that they are workshops and their own shopkeepers, but they are not good to say, that is, they are their own partners and make hard money.

Because June's dad only has a stupid strength, the real craft of paper-making Jin Dashan will not, will be people will be immersed in water, chopped, washing these shallow processes, those real steaming needs to be used in the paper medicine ratio, as well as the recipe is in the hands of the invited papermaker Zhang Decai, of course, the later pulp, steaming, pounding are also their family work, the final pulp into paper requires excellent craftsmanship of the work is also Zhang Decai with his apprentice to do.

This is Jin Dashan flower a year 200 catties of white flour, 15 taels of silver salary invited by the papersmith master, not to mention that they have to eat and live, eat the best food in their family, live in the south room of the sun, there is wine and food during the New Year's holidays, and there are two muslin clothes at the end of the year.

This salary is already the top among the papersmith masters, Jin Dashan is holding Zhang Decai like holding the stars and the moon, who makes the craftsmanship of the family support their paper mill!

In June, I brushed the pot clean, poured clean well water into it, stuffed two handfuls of firewood under the stove, neatly mixed the cornmeal paste, put two cornmeal dumplings on the pot on the other side, and fished out a piece of pickle gnocchi of white radish from the big vat in the yard, washed and cut it into fine strips, and there was no seasoning at home for a long time.

Breakfast was quickly prepared, and June used a large bowl of cornmeal batter in a large bowl, and put cornmeal dumplings and some pickles in another empty bowl, which was to be sent to the front yard for Zhang Decai's papermakers, and the food was better than their whole family, after all, the dry food was left to Zhang Decai.

Even Jin Dashan has no dry food to eat, not to mention that the three brothers in the family who are growing their bodies are all filled with a bowl of thin soup and little water cornmeal batter, for them men who do manual work, they are really hungry and dizzy.

June looked at his thin body like a stick, and his stomach couldn't help but scream like a drum, hungry!

Swallowing his saliva, June forced himself to put aside his hungry gaze staring at the cornmeal batter, there was not a real seven-year-old child in the core, this persistence was still there, after all, the labor force in this family needed this ration too much, and he couldn't let a few men go hungry to work.

When the meal was served, there was no time for a stick of incense, Jin Dashan and Jin Chuyi, Jin Thirteen, and Jin Eighteen, all rolled into the gate against the cold wind.

Here, June has already taken his five-year-old sister Jin Jiu and his three-year-old brother Jin Jiujiu out of the bed, packed them up, and placed them neatly in front of the table on the kang.

Li Shi also washed his face and walked in, and when he saw that June had been cleaned up, he nodded with satisfaction and began to serve food to the family.

Everyone had a bowl of rice in front of them.

June looked at the cornmeal batter that could show the shadows, this is already the daily meal of this month, basically the first twenty days of June here have not seen what dry food is, but the half-thick cornmeal batter at the beginning is approaching the end of the month, basically more water and less noodles.

Hungry!