The next day, Lu Ziling got up before the rooster crowed, San Lang was beaten by Mrs. Lin yesterday, although the injury was not a big deal, but bending over and being forced would pull the injury, and her back must be very painful, so she got up early in the morning and wanted to stop him, go to the field instead of him, and let him rest at home for a day today.

When I went out of the room, it was black and numb, and I couldn't see my fingers, but I could only see a rough outline.

Lu Ziling smelled the fresh air in the early morning, stretched her waist and went to fetch water to wash, just after washing the third aunt and Lin Cui's room, there was a low voice, it was the third aunt who was shouting Lin Cui to get up.

The third aunt cleaned up first, and saw that Lin Cui was already getting dressed, so she pushed open the door and went out, just about to get the basin, but she didn't walk a few steps but saw a vague figure, because the sky was not very bright, she squinted her eyes for a long time, and asked softly to the shadow: "Is it San Lang?" ”

Lu Ziling had just made water for the third aunt when she heard her voice and smiled slightly, "Third aunt, it's me, I'll go to the field with you today, San Lang has a back injury and it's inconvenient to move, I'll go instead of him." ”

It was the first time for the third aunt to see Lu Ziling get up so early, and when she heard that she got up early in the morning to go to the field with them, she said comfortingly: "Don't go, just let me and Cui'er go, you watch the children cook at home, San Lang will take a break today, your grandmother's crutches are not light, let San Lang have a good rest at home today." ”

"Then what's the matter, I'll go with you, Saburo cooks at home." Lu Ziling insisted.

"It doesn't matter if I have a wound on my back, I don't need to rest."

Saburo also got up at this time, and as soon as he pushed open the door, he heard their low-pitched conversation, and approached and said.

His sudden voice startled them, and their hearts went up.

"You just listen to the third aunt, take a rest at home, and I'll follow." Lu Ziling said to San Lang that he hoped he could take good care of his body.

Saburo could hear the concern in her words, and suddenly thought of what Shiro said last night, and couldn't help but feel a burst of joy and excitement in his heart, and he was even more reluctant to let her go to work in the field, thinking that her white and smooth hands would be scratched by corn leaves, his brows instantly wrinkled, "I'm really fine, I have been injured more seriously than this before, and I still went to the field, and now this injury is nothing." ”

couldn't resist San Lang, after breakfast, Lu Ziling saw him go to the field with the third aunt, and his eyebrows were full of sadness.

As soon as San Lang and the others left, Lu Ziling suddenly remembered something that she had forgotten, making gloves, she originally said yesterday that she would sew a pair of gloves for San Lang and each of them, but she forgot about it after a trip to the mountains.

Then, she rushed into her room like a gust of wind, and after rummaging through the cabinets for a while, she finally found the linen dress she didn't want, which she wore when she first came to Lin's house, and then Da Lang and they bought her new clothes, and the clothes were thrown in the corner, and now they finally came in handy.

The sky is slowly getting brighter.

Lu Ziling cut the clothes into palm-sized squares, and then put her hands on them and drew a model with clods of soil, the gloves of the third aunt and Lin Cui were made according to her size, and the gloves of San Lang and Nan Qingshu, she magnified her hands three times to draw the model, rather big than small, and then cut all the models with scissors, and then she threaded the needle and sewed it up.

She has been with medicinal herbs since she was a child, how can she needlework, the stitches are wide and large, the needle almost poked her finger several times, but after sewing one she slowly became proficient, and then several stitches became more and more western, and the workmanship became more and more neat, and after an hour, she sewed four pairs of gloves, except for the first pair of wrinkled and ugly, the others were still visible.

Putting away the needle and thread, she moved her stiff and sore neck, and looked at the fruits of her labor with a satisfied smile, although it was not very pretty, but it should be very practical.

Putting away the finished gloves, Lu Ziling raised her eyes and looked outside, and saw that it was already bright, so she stood up and walked to Shiro's room, knocked on the door, and Shiro's clear voice came from inside, "Is it the second sister-in-law?" ”

"It's me, I'll go out and send something to San Lang and them, and you can take care of it first when Xiaoyingzi wakes up in a while." Lu Ziling didn't go in, only lifted the door curtain, and saw Shiro practicing calligraphy on the table with a brush in his hand.

He raised his head to look at her, and saw that she looked calm, and did not carry the basket, thinking that it should not be to go to the mountains, but he asked uneasily: "Either I will send it, always stay at home, I haven't been out for about half a year." ”

Lu Ziling didn't expect Shiro to say this, she glanced at him in slight surprise, and then nodded after a while and said, "It's okay." With that, she was a little embarrassed to bring the finished gloves to him.

Shiro looked at the palm-like cloth in front of him, looked at it suspiciously, and asked, "What is this?" ”

Lu Ziling picked up one of the pairs and put them on her hands, demonstrated them for a while before explaining: "These are gloves, and if you wear them on your hands, you won't be afraid of corn leaves brushing your hands." ”

"It's a lot of fun." Shiro quickly stood up and took the gloves, looked at them over and over in amazement, and then asked her, "Can I try it?" ”

Lu Ziling nodded, "There are sizes of gloves, small ones are for women, you can try wearing large ones." In winter, you can also put cotton into it and sew it up, so that you can wear warm hand guards. ”

Shiro put on one of the large gloves, looked at his hands in amazement, and then picked up the hair test and wrote, but his brows furrowed, it was very uncomfortable to write with this thing, "It's uncomfortable to write with it." ”

Lu Ziling smiled and said: "This was originally used for work, and it can protect your hands after wearing it, and San Lang is not afraid of corn leaves to brush his hands when he wears this." ”

Shiro's eyes darkened slightly when he heard this, and then slowly took off his gloves, she did it all for the third brother.

Seeing that he was silent, Lu Ziling asked a little uncertainly, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Why did he suddenly fall silent, his expression was still a little gloomy, could it be...... Think she's favoring one over the other?

Thinking of this, she followed and said: "I will make you another pair later, and I will never favor one over the other." ”

"Then it's hard second sister-in-law!" Shiro quickly recovered, and when he heard that she was going to do it for him too, the gloom in his heart gradually dissipated.

"It's nothing, then you go and deliver the gloves, I'll get busy first." With that, she turned and walked out.

Shiro watched her figure go out, and only then did a faint smile appear on his face, and then picked up his gloves and walked out.

……

After Shiro went out, Lu Ziling picked up the broom and began to sweep the yard, and Xiaoyingzi woke up when she just finished sweeping the front yard and called her in the room.

Lu Ziling smiled faintly, put down the broom and came to the little girl's room, only to see that the little girl had already dressed herself and was lying next to Xiao Sheng staring carefully.

"Second aunt, Brother Xiaosheng's hand moved just now, is he going to wake up?" Xiaoyingzi asked happily when she saw her come in.

Without Xiaosheng, she felt so bored and lonely.

After listening to the little girl's words, Lu Ziling stepped forward in surprise and hurriedly checked Xiaosheng's pulse, and found that his pulse was actually stable, almost like ordinary people, and his body should be fine, but why did he not wake up?