It wasn't until noon that Song Fuling came back from the cake shop.

Her grandmother recently took on a birthday cake job.

This kind of work is not something that Sister Er Ya can do, she must come in person.

But then again, Sister Er Ya is actually quite talented in making cakes. I will teach it a few times, and I have a knack for bringing apprentices than others.

It's just that when the flowers are being laid, Erya's hands will tremble.

It can also be said that there is one in the oven room, and the hands are more or less shaky.

Song Fuling once suspected that it was because these people did rough work and heavy work when they were young, and they could see by looking at the protruding knuckles that the length of their hands was very inappropriate for their age.

Perhaps the strength of the work back then also exceeded the limit of the body.

So now when I do very detailed work, my hands will tremble. Hand tremors are a sequelae.

There's no way around this.

Not only to make birthday cake decoration, but also to make clothes and purse embroidery, no matter how you practice the craftsmanship of a peasant girl, it will not be better than the craftsmanship of the lady.

Vision aesthetics is one thing, on the other hand, people practice holding needles when they are young, and they will protect their hands, how can a peasant girl do it.

Song Fuling is quite sorry for Erya.

Of course, I'm sorry for myself.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have to work.

Qian Peiying was wearing an apron on her body, her hands were wet, and she was kneeling on the kang, laying out her freshly washed clothes.

Dry on a kang.

There are Mi Shou's coat and pants, small pants, Song Poria, and Song Fusheng's robe and changed socks when he fell from skiing.

In the morning, Qian Peiying didn't do anything, so she washed these clothes.

It is too inconvenient to boil water and pour water here, there is no washing machine, and it is too difficult to wash clothes.

Then tidy up the house. In the past few days, there have been many people living in the house, wiping the kang mats, window sills, shaking the quilts covered by those people, and it has passed in the morning.

Hearing the movement of her daughter's return, Qian Peiying knelt on the kang, and then spread the wet clothes in her hand.

When the clothes are dried on the kang, they will be steaming hot.

Qian Peiying didn't reply: "Are you done?" The dim sum sold tomorrow has been arranged? ”

"Yes. My dad, why didn't he look at him. ”

"Your father went to Xinli Zheng's house to pay the bill.

Will be yesterday, as well as today, tomorrow, look at this, who knows if they can go in the future?

Write an account of what dishes to cook for one meal in the past few days, how many dishes to cook, and how much rice, flour, grain and oil to use.

Don't make people think that our group of people is taking advantage of the villagers by cooking. If there is anything left, tell them that we don't have it.

At most, it means that those who are soldiers can eat it, make more amounts, and we people can scoop a spoonful of soup, hehe, and by the way, a piece of meat can also satisfy hunger. ”

"Who's in the pepper room?"

"Cow shopkeeper."

Song Lingling hurriedly asked, "Did you feed Xiaohong?" ”

"Hey, those soldiers, when they get up in the morning, they don't wash their faces, so they go to feed the horses.

The share for Xiaohong was also brought out.

The cow shopkeeper said, the food is strange, after eating was led out by the soldier and slipped away, saying that those people are rare it, take it as a treasure, let's take it as a treasure. ”

Song Fuling's smiling eyes were crooked, and she glanced at the backyard: "What about Mi Shou, it won't be that they and grandpa are going to pick up stones again." ”

Qian Peiying snorted:

"Pick up stones, he is thinking about playing now.

You go to the cake room on your front foot, no one is watching him practice calligraphy, he only traces four pages, like grass grows on his buttocks, throws the pen, and when I don't pay attention to it, there is no shadow, and he goes out to play again.

You say, "This child is afraid of you and your father, so why is he not afraid of me?"

I'm still at home, so he can't study well.

This time, it's not just our little babies on the ice, but the children in the village are also like discovering a new continent, and I heard that early in the morning, there is a chatter on the ice. He's wild. ”

Hearing the sound of slippers, Qian Peiying turned her head to look at her daughter: "Why don't you go and play along?" ”

That's right, Qian Peiying found out the clothes for her daughter to go out to play and put them on the side of the kang.

When you go out to play, how cold it is, you can't wear an ordinary padded jacket, you have to wear thicker.

In addition, Qian Peiying also prepared all the butt pads.

She knew that her daughter liked to sit in the ice basin and let Jinbao and Mishou push them to play a slip. She thought that it would not be possible to sit directly on the ice, so she would put on a butt pad.

If someone asks Qian Peiying, why she supports her daughter so much to go out into the wild, you can see whose ancient eldest girl let her go out to play when she has nothing to do and not work.

She'll be sure to say:

We are not ancient, don't tell me about ancient things, I don't have that memory.

She knew that she and Lao Song didn't mind, her daughter's body was only thirteen, why don't you play? I'm not in a hurry to find a partner, and I don't go to school now.

And Lao Song, who has ancient memories, also clearly said:

What kind of bullshit reputation, and you don't steal anything and don't mess around with the lads all day long, you have a bad reputation just playing ice hockey? Pull it down.

The girl's reputation in the future depends entirely on being a father.

If you are a father, your daughter will not worry about her reputation.

If you are a father, you can't talk about anything, your daughter can go to the field, you can embroider flowers, no matter how virtuous you are, no matter how much you don't go out of the door, it's useless. Your family is poor, people still don't know how to count you, and you will still marry a broken family in the future.

Therefore, Lao Song specially instructed that burdens such as this kind of reputation should not be pressed on his daughter Song Fuling, but on him.

Qian Peiying felt that what Lao Song said was simply too right.

Unlike in modern times, when her daughter was twenty-five years old, there was still some pressure, and she had to rush to find a partner.

I'm only thirteen years old now, why don't you play?

Besides, there is no TV or computer here, and the traffic is not developed, so she can't drive out for a walk like before, she is afraid that the child will catch fire.

Really, she is very happy with her daughter at the moment.

I also know how to help my family earn money.

I was tired of making money before, and I wanted her daughter to do something.

"The cotton jacket and cotton pants have been found for you, put on this thick one, go to the river to find Mi Shou, what are you doing on the kang, do you want to take a nap?" Then I'll lay you a quilt. ”

"Don't sleep, mother, don't go yet, stay at home, I'll go into the space to flip through the book and write a story."

After Song Lingling finished speaking mysteriously, she rolled her eyes and went in.

Half an hour later, exactly half an hour, Qian Peiying was guarding her daughter who rolled her eyes, and was lying on the kang with her waist straight, when she heard a violent "bang" from the mountain, which frightened her, and she sat up at once, and immediately looked at her daughter.

Just looking at Song Fuling, she suddenly sat up.

Song Fuling's reaction was even more terrifying than the sound of cannons coming from the mountains.

Qian Peiying hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, can you hear it in the space?" Are you being out? ”

Song Fuling climbed on the kang, climbed to the window paper and took a look, before turning around and sitting down and saying to Qian Peiying:

"Mother, I found out that we have a rule for the use of space. Do not let you be in it for more than an hour. Almost an hour, right? When I went in, I looked at my watch, what do you think? ”

Qian Peiying sighed: "Alas, that's over." Your father is still counting on it, and when the room is built, Mi Shou will also have his own room, and we will go into the space to sleep and sleep in our big bed. It was always warm there, and it wasn't hot in the summer, and it seemed that he was worried about it in vain. ”

This is the second article that has been discovered recently.

The first rule of space use is: time.

It was discovered a while ago.

I found that when I took out my phone, the time was taken away, and it could be used as a watch.

Of course, watch clocks can also be used.

However, Song Fuling, Song Fusheng, and Qian Peiying found that the date displayed on their mobile phones was always the day when the three of them crossed.

I put my phone outside and made a special observation.

Even after two days, the date on your phone is still the same day.

You say it's not easy to get outside, but it does.

But if you say it's good, why don't you move forward?

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