Sleep is the best way to rejuvenate your spirits.

The next day, Yang Ruoqing woke up, refreshed, and all the strength in her body returned.

After dressing and combing her hair, tying her soft and shiny black hair into two twisted braids and throwing it behind her, Yang Ruoqing came to the stove room to scoop water and wash.

Sun was pouring boiling hot water into the clay teapot.

Hearing the footsteps coming in, Sun didn't raise his head and said: "Qing'er came just right, the hot water is boiled, you have to use hot water to wash your face in the morning and evening from now on, it's about to enter winter, and it's getting cold every day." ”

"Howler!"

Yang Ruoqing responded, scooped up the water, took out the willow branches, dipped a little green salt bought yesterday, and went to the outside door to squat and brush her teeth and rinse her mouth.

"Yo, the fat girl's mouthwash is really good, I heard your fourth uncle say that you didn't brush your teeth before, and the mouth full of yellow plate teeth is troublesome to brush, right?"

The sound of yin and yang strange laughter came.

Yang Ruoqing glanced up, and saw the fourth aunt Liu coming from the corner of the stove room with a big belly.

Liu has a habit of being early in the morning, and Yang Ruoqing met her at this point these mornings.

Spit out the last mouthful of water, Yang Ruoqing stood up.

"Yo, isn't this the fourth aunt? Morning, fourth aunt, are you going back to your parents' house? Yang Ruoqing greeted Liu with a smile.

Liu was stunned, "What mother's house?" Fat girl, what are you talking about? My mother's home is in Liujia Village, more than ten miles away from our Changping Village, and I don't go in this direction! ”

"Really? I saw that Aunt Si you run to the toilet with your pants at this hour every day, so rare in our thatched toilet, and I thought you were your mother's house when the thatched toilet! ”

"Dead girl, you're turning around and scolding me? Your mother's house is the latrine! Liu glared at Yang Ruoqing and scolded through gritted teeth.

Yang Ruoqing didn't care, and shrugged her shoulders, "I am the daughter of the old Yang family, my mother's family is the old Yang family, if my mother's family is a toilet, then what is my grandmother?" Fourth aunt, you have to weigh what you say carefully! ”

Liu's qi knot.

If Lao Yang's family is a thatched toilet, aren't the in-laws just stinky stones in the thatched pit? What is it if you marry into the old Yang family?

"Dead fat girl, sharp teeth and sharp mouth, I won't talk to you!"

Liu snorted, grabbed his pants and ran to the toilet.

Yang Ruoqing laughed and shouted at Liu's back: "Fourth aunt, slow down, I know that you are anxious to go back to your parents' house, and no one will rob you of ...... if you fall."

Liu's scolding voice faintly came from the latrine: "...... Uncultured dead girl......"

……

Sun came out of the stove with a clay teapot filled with hot water, and shook his head when he saw this.

"Qing'er, don't say a word!"

"Huh!"

Yang Ruoqing responded sweetly, walked over and grabbed the teapot in Sun's hand: "Mother, I'll serve it." ”

"Cheng, then I'll go to make porridge!" Sun turned around and went back to the stove room.

In Yang Huazhong's house, Yang Huazhong was woken up by the conversation between Yang Ruoqing and Liu, and was leaning against the head of the bed.

"Your fourth aunt is unforgiving, and she likes to chew a few times on things that have nothing to do with her. Your mother is a good old man, and she has been squeezed by your fourth aunt in the past! ”

Yang Huazhong said in a deep voice.

He listened to the matter very roughly, and it was the Liu family who came to provoke his daughter first.

"Dad, don't worry, no matter how sharp the fourth aunt is, I can't please it!"

Yang Ruoqing put the teapot and turned her head to smile sweetly at Yang Huazhong.

"Dad, do you want tea? Freshly boiled water. ”

"I'm not thirsty, I'll drink porridge directly." Yang Huazhong said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, turned around to the foot of the bed, and took off the coat on the rungs and put it on Yang Huazhong.

Glancing at the needle and thread dustpan at the foot of the bed, there was a black thing.

Yang Ruoqing picked it up and looked at it, this was a thick piece of black cotton cloth, which was the half of the horse she pulled back from the town's cloth village yesterday.

Sun cut off a piece the size of the washbasin, and then spread the rags she had grabbed and spread them evenly on the black cotton cloth.

On top of the rag head was something similar to animal skin, very thin, but a little hard.

The animal skin was smeared with rice cereal on both sides, and some rags were glued to it, spread several thick layers, and finally covered with a piece of black cotton cloth.

Finally, press under the futon so that it is flat and firm.

When the rice cereal has glued the cloth solidly, use scissors to cut out the shape of the sole plate, and use a needle to channel the twine to firmly tie the layers of pieces together, which is the 'mille-feuille bottom'.

"Dad, is this the sole of my mother's shoe?" Yang Ruoqing asked curiously.

This thing is pinched in your hand, and it is heavy, like pinching a small blackboard.

Worn on the feet, the iron is also warm and durable.

"Your mother stayed up all night last night and pressed these two soles out, saying that she could cut two pairs of shoes."

Yang Huazhong buttoned the placket of his coat and said to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "My mother is really skillful, the soles of these shoes are well pressed!" ”

"Hehe, your mother was a girl in her mother's house, and she did needlework, but she was famous for being good in ten miles and eight villages!"

When the man said these things, he lowered his eyebrows, and a hint of red flashed on his swarthy face.

The girl who embroidered the bars back then is now her own woman, hehe......

Yang Ruoqing didn't have the heart to pay attention to her father's thoughts, she bent down to take off her shoes and gestured her feet to the soles.

Depending on the size of your feet, you can make more than two pairs.

glanced at Yang Huazhong's feet again, well, this should be a pair of himself, a pair of father, just right.

"Dad, mother, this is for the two of us, right?" She asked.

Yang Huazhong glanced up, shook his head and said, "Your father and I are lying on the bed covered with a quilt, isn't it a waste to wear shoes." ”

"Who is that mother for?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Fifth uncle? Second cousin?

"Said it was for Tang Yanzi!" Yang Huazhong said.

"Huh?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

At this time, Sun's voice came from behind him.

"Tang Lingzi sent such a fat hare back to me, I have been reluctant to go, I always want to do something for that child. This is not Qing'er, you pulled the cloth family yesterday, I want to give Tang Lingzi a pair of cloth shoes. ”

Yang Huazhong nodded: "Blacksmith Luo pulls Datang alone, two old and young masters, and there is no woman in the family, this day is definitely annoying!" ”

Sun nodded, and continued: "Well, Luo Blacksmith is not bad, in the early years, the kitchen knives, hoes and other things in our family were all made by him." The ox cart that your father turned over by the river beach last time was also repaired by the blacksmith Luo, and he didn't ask us for money! ”

Yang Ruoqing looked at her father and mother singing and harmonizing, as if she was afraid that she, who was a girl, would not agree, and couldn't help laughing.

"Dad, mother, you said, I'm not that unreasonable. Others are good to us, and we will definitely double it back. Nabei, go back and accept it, I'll send it to someone! ”

"My Qing'er is so good!"

"Hee-hee, let's have dinner!" Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "Mother, what do you do during the day after eating?" ”

Some time ago, Yang Ruoqing accompanied the Sun family to dig out all the two pieces of dry land that were assigned to him.

With the help of Osmanthus and Aunt Dayun, the rape was planted.

There are also two paddy fields, which are intended to be used to grow oilseed rape. However, the paddy field was left after the autumn harvest of Lao Yang's house last time, and there were no ploughing in the field, and there were still clusters of straw stubble!

There were no oxen, no plows, and no strong laborers to plough the fields, so they ran aground.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing ask this, Sun's finger, who was helping Yang Huazhong wash his face, paused.

"Your fifth uncle came over last night and said, let us wait a few more days, these **** grandmothers are also busy plowing the fields and planting rape wheat. When they are all right, your fifth uncle will bring the oxen and the plough and help us plough the fields. Sun said.