After another day or two, after embroidering the magpie Dengmei pattern, the lily looked left and right, and felt very beautiful, and was very proud.

She does not pursue the kind of craftsmanship of the embroiderer, the farmer lives, but it is affordable, sturdy, her embroidery work is not top, but the layout is flexible, the color is comfortable, people can't put it down.

Because it is a draft made with a charcoal pen, the hands will sweat during daily embroidery, whether the white cloth or the embroidery thread are stained, the lily water to clean the white cloth with the pattern twice, and soak it in alum water for a while to fix the color of the embroidery thread, wash it to snow white, and hang it under the sun to dry.

The sticky insoles of the previous few days were almost dry under the bed, flat and flattened out in two. When the embroidery is dry, cut it along the edge, leaving a side half an inch wide, and compare it to the left and right insoles according to the appearance.

Add another spoonful of paste, apply evenly to the back of the pattern, press it on the insole to stretch and flatten, and then turn the extra edge over to the back of the insole and stick it. In this way, the insole has two sides, the front is a good snow-white fabric, embroidered with a magpie Dengmei pattern, and the reverse side is a base made of rags.

At this stage, the insoles are roughly formed, and it is only necessary to sew the grain pattern with white thread (Note 1), which is like sprinkling sesame seeds evenly on the front, so that the layers of the insoles become one, strong and easy to wear, and finally the insoles need to be sewn with black or cyan edges.

Sewing grain and sewing is a time-consuming task, and at this time, Lily puts down the insoles so that the paste that has just been smeared can dry, and still presses under the straw mat.

After going to the house, sprinkle a handful of chaff on the hens, hoping that they will lay more eggs. When I went back to the front, I saw two people coming from afar, and their figures were a little familiar.

Lily is not the 200-degree myopia she was when she was a teacher, her eyes are bright and clear, so she loves her eyes very much and refuses to waste her eyes in dim light.

Looking at the two people from a distance, who looked like Li Mingjiang and Li Qingsong, Lily hurriedly greeted them, and when she got closer, she saw that they were. "Dad, Qingsong, why are you here?"

Li Mingjiang smiled with a wrinkled face, and Qingsong preemptively said: "Dad has made the basket, and I want to send it to you!"

"You're pestering you, aren't you?" Qingsong is not too old at this age, and he is not too small to say that he can't do too much farm work, but he can also help the family do something.

Poor children in the countryside don't have to go to school, the first two years he ran to the town every day, and he also eavesdropped on his husband's lectures outside the private school.

When he was in his early tens, he couldn't sit still at home, no, when he heard his father say that he was going to send a basket to his eldest sister, he was so stubborn that he wanted to come. Li Mingjiang and his wife both regarded Qingsong as eyeballs, Li Mingjiang couldn't resist any child, and Zhu was even more soft-hearted as soon as Qingsong was coquettish, so he asked him to follow.

Lily nodded the forehead of the green pine and led the way: "Come in!"

Turning her head, she saw her father and younger brother looking at the three thatched huts and were a little dumbfounded, "Sister, our houses are better than this, right......?"

"It's hard for my big girl......"

Qingsong is still a child, and he doesn't tell him all the big things in the family, such as his eldest sister's marriage, in fact, he sold the big girl for him to save money, and he only married the big girl to the town to enjoy happiness, and it can always be better than his own family in the mountains.

Now when he saw the three broken thatched houses of the Song family, Qingsong's tears were about to fall.

And Li Mingjiang has been in tears, he has no ability, and he has not been able to earn a passable family business for his daughter in his life, so he has to follow Zhu's wishes and use the big girl to exchange the family business for Qingsong.

Zhu's plan is good, after the eldest girl, there are two girls and three girls, in her mind, as long as she doesn't sell her daughter back to her mother's poor place like the mountain and bad water, it is very good to her daughter.

But Li Mingjiang felt that he was sorry for several daughters, their family's Caifeng married to the town a few years ago, ate white bread, lived in a green tile house, and wore muslin. But his big girl has nothing......

The father and son almost hugged Lily and cried, Lily was a little emotional, no wonder the big girl was sold, and she was terrified under Song Haonian's hands, and later she never resented her family when she jumped into the river at a dead end. Even though the Zhu family is ruthless, her father and younger brother always have a conscience.

"Dad, don't be sad, Danian is very good to me, go back and build a big house, you can come and see, it must not be like this. Aren't you still sad to give birth to a big grandson next year?"

Li Mingjiang wiped his tears with his cuffs, "Hey, good boy, good boy...... "Hey, good boy" and followed Lily into the house.

The little boy Qingsong was easily distracted, and he was already jumping three feet high: "Sister, are you going to give birth to a doll?" He looked left and right at Lily's waist, very curious.

Lily couldn't cry or laugh, and gave Qingsong a chestnut storm: "What nonsense! Your sister can't give birth to a doll yet!"

Although she swore to Li Mingjiang that she would give birth to a grandson for him to play with, in fact, she and Song Haonian had never had a round house, where to give birth to a child? Besides, she was only eighteen years old now, and her body was weak, and she couldn't keep up with the nutrition of giving birth, so she had to recuperate for a year or two before she could give birth.

Lily always boils a pot of boiling water, and then warms it on the stove, no matter how thirsty it is, she does not dare to drink cold water, lest she get dysentery, there is no medicine in this place, and money cannot buy a life.

Let my father and my brother come into the house and sit down, Lily went into the kitchen and poured them two bowls of warm water, boiled a pot of water to prepare more food, and came back and said, "Dad, I'll make more at noon, and you and Qingsong will go back after eating." ”

Li Mingjiang couldn't bear to eat the food of the eldest daughter's house, and was afraid that she would be sad, so he had to nod, thinking that he would go back and send some food to the eldest daughter, otherwise the son-in-law would come back and see that the food was less, and he didn't know how to toss his eldest girl.

Lamei Qingsong them, Lily believes everything they say, thinking that Song Haonian is a good person, and Li Xian, an old man who has accumulated years, will not believe that a prodigal son who does not farm can be a good person so easily.

Li Mingjiang memorized a big basket, and put it on the table, Li Qingsong pulled the lily to look at the things inside: "There are baskets on the back, there are thirty or forty of them, all of which are made up by my father day and night!"

"Dad, I'm not in a hurry, you take care of your body. Lily told Li Mingjiang to count the baskets with Qingsong.

In the whole family, Qingsong is alone if he can count more than a hundred, and everyone else is in a daze.

For example, the wages that Zhu took home in the Spring Festival were dozens of them, and then dozens of them, this is already a rare shrewd woman, after Yingchun arrived at the Liu family, she learned to count the money, and the big girl and Lamei didn't know anything.

At this time, seeing that the number of lilies is faster than that of Qingsong, both father and son should have been newly learned after Lily married to the town, and eighty percent was taught by Song Haonian. Li Mingjiang felt that the girl said that Song had a good year, probably one thing was true.