Speaking of which, using a clay kang as a drying bed is really difficult to understand. Such a method, I'm afraid only Mu Xiang can think of it.

While making dinner, Mu Xiang lamented her foresight, and in the first few days, on a whim, she invited Wang Xi to come over and trim her own earthen kang. Otherwise, how can you still use it so easily, the soil kang is in disrepair for a long time, and when it burns up, it can choke you to death.

The three of them had a quick dinner, Mu Xiang was responsible for washing the dishes, cleaning up the kitchen, boiling a pot of hot water by the way, and the three of them took a bath. After that, they all gathered around the back room.

The kang was too hot, and they didn't want to sit on the kang, so they moved a small stool, lit an oil lamp on the small table in Lihuai, and the three of them surrounded the oil lamp and waited quietly.

Drying was originally a very long job, and Mu Xiang knew that it would not be completed for a while, so she thought about dehydrating the chrysanthemums first, and when they were almost dry, she would continue to dry them tomorrow.

Idle and bored, Mu Xiang sat aside to cut and cut, and she only used a little bit of the cloth she bought, making clothes is not an easy task, she has to do it while pondering. Nowadays, the style of clothes that is popular among the girls in the countryside, the upper body has a long-sleeved oblique skirt, and a short skirt is worn underneath. However, a girl like Su Xiu, who doesn't work, doesn't like to wear it like this, she wears standard long sleeves, the ankle-length kind.

The short coat was too complicated, and Mu Xiang couldn't do it well for the time being, so she had to pick an easy one to practice first. The fabric with floral on a blue background is cut by her three times and divided by two, and the waist is made into a pleated style, and the skirt is also made of small floral edges, which are sewn from the inside.

Because it was the first time I did it, I cut and sew, and I made it for several days, and today I finally finished it.

Caiyun flipped through the chrysanthemums, turned back and sat beside her, staring at the flower cloth in her hand, and looked at it, "Is this a skirt?" It's a strange style! In her opinion, yes. The short skirt on her has been worn for several years, and Mu Xiang changed it with her own skirt. They were all worn out, and they were washed white. But she was reluctant to throw it away, and if she threw it, she would have nothing to wear.

Mu Xiang bit off the cotton thread and showed her the skirt, "Why is it strange, this side is a small flower, with the material of the flower, so it looks better, Caiyun, you wear it and try it, if it doesn't fit, I'll change it immediately." ”

"This is for me?" Caiyun pointed at herself in disbelief. In fact, she knows that the eldest sister has no clothes to wear, and the summer clothes, just two, are also very old, and there are several patches! She has no clothes to wear, so she can pick up the leftovers of her eldest sister. But the eldest sister is different, she has no clothes to pick up. Seeing Mu Xiang making clothes, she only thought that her eldest sister made it for herself, and she was a little envious, but she was not jealous.

Mu Xiang couldn't help but laugh when she saw her in surprise, and stuffed the clothes into her hand, "Of course it's made for you, we have fabric now, I'm going to make a lot of clothes for you, this skirt is used to try it, if you don't try it, do you want me to try it?" ”

The corners of Caiyun's mouth twitched suspiciously, the eldest sister's craftsmanship in making clothes, she had never seen it. I can't imagine what she should look like in a floral dress, and whether she will be very naïve. It seems that she has to do this experiment.

Taking the skirt, Caiyun hid in a place where the oil lamp could not shine to change clothes. Seeing Caiyun's movements, Mu Xiang suddenly realized a very strict problem.

Mu Lang is eight years old, in the countryside, the eight-year-old boy is already half a big guy, although Mu Lang is not mentally complete, but the age is there. They...... Shouldn't I sleep in a separate room? Alas! There are only two rooms in total.

Caiyun quickly changed her skirt and walked over, she was thin, the skirt made of wood incense, the waist was a little big, but after the belt was tied, there was a short gown to cover it, but it was not very visible.

"It's very good-looking, I like this floral," Caiyun turned around in front of her, and as she turned, the hem of the pleated skirt was turned and fluttered, and the trim of the floral flowers made her whole person smart.

Mu Xiang twitched her chin and stared at her skirt, not knowing what she was thinking.

Caiyun turned more and more energetically, and his little face was smiling.

Mu Lang came over with a pouting and pulled down Mu Xiang's sleeve, "Eldest sister, I also want new clothes to wear." ”

Mu Xiang came back to his senses, raised his hand to rub his hair, and said with a doting smile: "Okay, wait for the eldest sister to help the second sister make another pair of pants, and then make clothes for Mu Lang, okay?" ”

When Caiyun heard that she was going to make pants for herself, she stopped turning and said hurriedly: "No need, I just have a skirt, it's good, let's make it for Mu Lang!" ”

Mu Xiang hugged Mu Lang in his arms, but his eyes were looking at Caiyun, and he said with a smile on his face: "That's not possible, this skirt doesn't match the pants on your body, I have to use the same fabric, and then make a pair of matching trousers, and I have to match a short coat of the same color, so that it can be considered complete, otherwise just wearing a skirt will look weird, this is called matching, understand?" ”

Caiyun shook her head violently, how did she know what a match was, if she wanted to put it aside, it would be good to have clothes to wear.

Knowing that she didn't understand, Mu Xiang didn't explain, it didn't make sense!

This night, the three sisters and brothers were really busy until midnight, and then sacrificed the old straw mats at home, spread them on the floor of the inner room, and spread out the chrysanthemums.

The next morning, it was drizzling again, and by noon, the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

The chrysanthemums can't be picked, and they can't go to the vegetable garden, so Mu Xiang nests at home, makes clothes for Caiyun and Mu Lang, and has to take the soles of shoes. Looking at the gloomy sky outside, it's the best time to sleep. It's a pity that a woman in the countryside, as long as she keeps her eyes open, can't be idle for a moment.

In the afternoon, Da Mei came to play with her, and taught her to paste the soles of her shoes and cut shoe patterns by the way. At the same time, she was also more curious about Tang Mo, and always asked Mu Xiang about this, Tang Mo this, Tang Mo that.

It rained for two more days, and on this day, the sky finally cleared, and it was still a cloudless day.

It's still the tail of summer, and as soon as it clears, the temperature rises. It only took half a day to be able to step on the dirt road with shoes.

Da Mei and Jin Ju were thinking about picking chrysanthemums, and as soon as the sky was clear, they couldn't wait to carry the basket and go with Caiyun.

Mu Xiang put the first batch of dried chrysanthemums in the yard to dry, and made a pot of tea to taste it.

It's fragrant! The chrysanthemums were freshly picked, washed, and dried, without any delay, so the fragrance of the flowers was fully preserved, and the fragrance was even stronger than the natural air-dried ones she had before.

Tang Mo, this guy, didn't know if he was really idle and had nothing to do, or if he was waiting for her chrysanthemum tea, but within two days of the sky being clear, he hurriedly drove the carriage over. This time it didn't rain in time, and all the people in the village saw him waving his horsewhip in high spirits and swaggering to Mu Xiang's house. The villagers who provoked it were hateful, jealous, and helpless.