In the past few days, the women in the family have kept up with the clockwork, and they have all washed everything that can be washed in their own houses, and in the yard and under the trees, they have dried clothes and sheets, blocking out the sunlight. The iron pillar has a good place to go, drilling around underneath, causing Wen to scold angrily. This kid didn't wash his hands at all, and the freshly washed sheets were instantly stained black.

Yang Liu pays attention to himself, even if the sun is big, he strives to touch less water. Besides, she only washed and folded the sheets a few days ago, and there were few things to wash except for the daily change of clothes. When she had nothing to do, she turned over her dowry, and before she found a few beautiful pieces of flower cloth, she tied a few bows when her hands were itchy.

But there is no headband, not even a simple hairpin, Yang Liu is a little deflated, and he can't hold it with his hands all the time. Suddenly remembering the sound of collision under the porch outside, she hurriedly got up and opened the door to look.

"Third brother, what are you going to do here?" Yang Liu was a little curious. Yesterday, Li Qiangyang and Li Cong cut a few bamboos and came back and put them in the yard, and they didn't say that it was useless. She admires those skillful ones, what grasshoppers, crickets, a few straws can be weaved, and they are still vivid, does Li Qiang still have this skill? Yang Liu was interested, moved a small bench and sat in an unobstructed position, and asked, "The third brother wants to weave a basket?" ”

Weaving crickets, grasshoppers or something sounds a little unprofessional, it is to coax children, and Yang Liu changed an item.

"How can I have that skill, I have nothing to do to make a few bamboo rakes." Li Qiang said with a smile.

Yang Liu sighed, and then opened his eyes wide and watched Li Qiang break the bamboo with a firewood knife, slapped the palm on the back of the knife, and held the handle of the knife and the back of the knife with both hands and pressed down. The knee clamped the bamboo pole, and the bamboo broke along with the knife. Cut open about a half-and-a-half bamboo knots and put away the knife. Then he returned to the position where he started the knife, changed a piece of bamboo and continued to break the bamboo. Back and forth several times. One end of the bamboo pole spread out like a wide powder pierced on the head. Then remove the raised knot in the bamboo, which corresponds to the bamboo joint, Li Qiang put down the knife, twisted the tail of the bamboo piece with his hand, and broke the piece by piece into a flat row, like the palm of his hand, all the bamboo pieces are all green and contemptuous upward, and at a glance, the whole bamboo rake is a color.

Tie the tail of the bamboo piece tightly with a strip of cloth. Li Qiang drew some small bamboo strips and circled them into a small circle like a wreath. Yang Liu didn't know what this circle was for, but it was easy to do, and he also took a handle. Seeing that Li Qiang was about to stand up, Yang Liu thought that he was going to take something, so he hurriedly offered to help, after all, Li Qiang is now unable to move.

"That's not going to work, I'm going to make a fire."

Well, if you don't know how to do it, just stand aside and watch it.

There are many aged bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest. The fire was soon lit. Iron Pillar ran over sweaty and threw a few potatoes into the fire. Willow black line, young man, this fire is not specially made to bake potatoes for you. All right?

Li Qiang sat on a small bench, holding a half-finished bamboo rake, and gestured the length with his fingers. Only then did I find a suitable position and slowly break down. When breaking the bamboo slices, it is easy to break them, so they have to be roasted on the fire. Break while baking. When the bent Cheng dù is almost done, the small bamboo ring just made will come in handy. A set towards the bend plays a fixed role.

Yang Liu squatted there and watched for a long time, and he had to be responsible for watching the fire, because the bamboo leaves were easy to burn. When the bamboo rake was done and her feet were numb, Yang Li Qiang helped her bend a few bamboo strips before going to the vegetable garden.

As soon as he was discharged from the hospital, Yang Liu heard a small cry, and suddenly poked his head out with some curiosity.

"Cousin-in-law?" Yang Liu shouted with some surprise: "Why are you here?" ”

Roche stood up and wiped his tears embarrassedly, "Let you see you smile." ”

"Cousin bullied you?" Yang Liu helped pat the grass clippings on Roche's body.

"Nope." Roche smiled reluctantly: "Are you going to pick vegetables?" ”

"Well, I'm on duty today." Yang Liu changed the basket to one hand, "Go and sit at home." ”

It's so hateful, I don't dare to speak up after bullying people, and this woman deserves to be too wronged.

Luo was originally going to He's house, so he nodded, "Is the eldest aunt at home?" ”

"I'm coming back." Yang Liu replied.

Roche said as he walked, "Don't be busy, come to my house to eat at noon today." ”

"Let's go inside and sit down." Yang Liu didn't agree, after all, He didn't speak, and the family was still waiting for her to cook. In case people just talk about it, we can't take politeness seriously.

As soon as the two arrived, He came back on his front and back. When the main owner returns, Yang Liu should naturally leave. One person brought a bowl of water, and she went out.

"Auntie, you have to help me persuade my husband." As soon as Yang Liu left, Luo's tears could no longer be hidden, and he took He's hand and said, "He said he still has to go to the dart." ”

He Shi understood that Li Gen's dart trip was only a few months, and sometimes he couldn't even come back for the New Year, so Luo didn't say anything, but he still had some complaints in his heart. The man is not at home all the year round, the children, the elderly, the home, the field, everything has to be taken care of by Roche, can she have no complaints in her heart? But there is a give-and-take, isn't Li Gen working so hard for their future? Li Gen is still there, his family is still there, in fact, there is nothing to complain about.

Roche had too many grievances in his heart, and there was no one to sue. Now it's like I've found an outlet all at once, and I've said a lot.

"Look at the third cousin, someone can farm to support a family, why does he have to beg for a living?" Roche wiped his tears with the back of his hand, "I also know that he works so hard just to make more money for his family and make our lives better." He would punch and kick him a few times, and every time something happened to him, every time he went out to dart, my heart hung in my heart, for fear that he would be injured somewhere, or that he would be sick, and he would be the pillar of our family. ”

He sighed, and Roche said it was not. Li Dahe is such a lone seedling as Li Gen, and he is also distressed on weekdays. But the father expressed his concern for his son and the mother is different, he will not cry and chatter, but talk to each other as peers, I am afraid that Li Dahe will also nod and agree, and Luo will be so panicked that the six gods have no master.

At home, the most worrying thing is always the woman.

can let a person who is accustomed to running around suddenly settle down and plough the field, Roche is satisfied, and Li Gen will feel uncomfortable. He didn't dare to rush into a big package, after all, Li Gen was just her nephew.

Looking at Luo Shi Baba looking at her, thinking that there were two children in the family who also needed their father's company, He still nodded and promised to try his best. (To be continued......)