"Cousin, do you know the postcard?" Tang Xiaonan inquired.

"What postcard?"

Chai Yuxiang asked perfunctorily, she didn't put her mind on chatting with her little cousin at all, she didn't have time to work.

After washing clothes, I have to sweep the floor and wipe the furniture, decoct the medicine for my grandfather, and go to the vegetable field to pick up some vegetable leaves to feed the chickens, Tang Laifeng raised a few chickens in the yard, and he can save a lot of egg money every month, and most of the chicken food is picked up by Chai Yuxiang in the vegetable field.

Her father Chai Bailiang is doing market management, and the vegetable farm is under the jurisdiction of Chai Boliang, so Chai Yuxiang can pick up a lot of vegetable leaves every time, which is enough for the chickens at home.

Chai Yuxiang, who is only eight years old, is already a good helper of Tang Laifeng, she is busy every day, where does she have the heart to care about petty bourgeois things like postcards, she has never even heard of it.

Tang Xiaonan asked again, and Chai Yuxiang reacted and shook her head, "I haven't heard of it, what's the use?" Can you eat it? ”

While asking, Chai Yuxiang didn't stop with her hands, scrubbing her clothes hard, the white foam rubbed more and more, and some splashed on her, her little hands were red from the cold, and they were covered with chilblains, Chai Yuxiang seemed to not know the pain, soaked in cold water without feeling, and rubbed quickly.

Tang Xiaonan was attracted by her red and swollen hands, and couldn't help asking, "Cousin, why don't you boil hot water to wash clothes?" How cold it is. ”

Chai Yuxiang widened her eyes as if she had heard a tale of the Arabian Nights, "Boiling hot water?" What do you know, how can you use hot water to wash clothes, and it is not enough to wash your face and feet. ”

"I'll burn it when it's gone."

Tang Xiaonan didn't understand it even more, why didn't she burn it if it wasn't enough?

"You said it lightly, boil water and don't want briquettes? A briquette burns five bottles of water, and you can also fry a bowl of medicine, five bottles of water are just enough for our family for a day, and one briquette for a day is just right. ”

Chai Yuxiang struck the account with a small mouth, but fortunately Tang Xiaonan was an adult, otherwise she would definitely be dizzy, she didn't expect Tang Laifeng's family to burn a briquette.

"What about cooking?"

"Burn firewood, there is a mountain nearby, my brother and I went to collect firewood after school."

Chai Yuxiang scrubbed her clothes and lifted the wooden basin larger than her with great difficulty, Tang Xiaonan hurriedly helped, but was blocked by Chai Yuxiang, "You don't need to do it." ”

My cousin is delicate, she is my uncle's sweetheart, how can I let my cousin work, and my cousin doesn't understand anything, she will only help.

Tang Xiaonan looked at her eight-year-old cousin in shock, picked up a large basin of clothes, staggered a few steps, got under the faucet, and began to wash her clothes.

It's only two years older than her.

But she can do more than the twenty-six-year-old in her previous life.

Tang Xiaonan was a little ashamed.

couldn't inquire about anything from Chai Yuxiang, so Tang Xiaonan went to pester her cousin Chai Wenhao again.

Chai Wenhao is ten years old, he doesn't look like Tang Laifeng, Chai Yuxiang and Tang Laifeng can't help but look alike, their personalities are similar, they talk and do things in a hurry, but Chai Wenhao is a little wooden, and he smiles shyly when he sees people.

"Cousin, what are you going to do?"

Chai Wenhao carried a basket and was about to go out, he smiled honestly, "Go pick up some firewood." ”

The firewood at home is cost-effective, and when a guest comes today, my mother will definitely cook more dishes, and he has to pick up some more.

"I'll go too."

Tang Xiaonan wanted to follow, Chai Wenhao hesitated, Huo Jinzhi came over and asked, "Is there still a basket?" ”