Chapter 102: The mud balls are not round
After eating, Xiangling put away the dining table, spread the four treasures of the study on the table, and beckoned to Xiao Xianglian: "Little Lianlian, let's make a word board today and start learning to read and write." ”
Xiao Xianglian looked at Xiangling suspiciously, and said with distrust: "Sister, do you know how to write?" Don't be blind to paper, I heard that it is precious! ”
Xiangling's face turned dark, and she straightened her waist and said: "My sister can write a lot of words, in order to teach you and my eldest brother, I secretly practiced on the ground with branches for several days!" ”
Xiao Xianglian sat curiously at the table and watched Xiangling fiddle.
Xiangling brushed the whole piece of rice paper with a layer of paste, pasted the rice paper on the firm silk that Jiang Shi beat with cloth, formed a cardboard, and after drying, cut the cardboard into a fist-sized square with scissors, poked a round hole in one corner, and tied the hemp rope together.
Immediately studied the ink, with a brush on the stroke by stroke of the word, although Xiangling has not systematically practiced brush words, but after all, he has written more than 20 years of words, because the words are good-looking by the teacher praised "show outside the wisdom".
Although such a word is not a climate, it is enough to deter Xiao Xianglian and Chu Xia, and they have already enshrined her as a celestial.
Xiao Xianglian clapped her hands happily and smiled happily: "Sister, tell me what words are you reading?" ”
Xiangling pointed to the first cardboard at a glance and said: "This reads the word 'explosion', the 'explosion' of 'explosion'." ”
Xiao Xianglian and Chu Xia nodded clearly, and Jiang also looked curiously at her daughter's teaching and literacy, and thought it was very interesting.
Xiangling flipped over the second piece of cardboard and said with a serious face: "This is the 'roast' of 'roasting', the 'roast' of 'roasting' fire." ”
Xiangling flipped through the third cardboard and said seriously: "This is the 'sheep' that reads 'sheep', 'goat'." ”
Xiangling had just flipped to the fourth piece of cardboard, and Xiao Xianglian had already replied: "I know this word, pronounce the word 'ridge', the word 'ridge' of 'back',"
Xiangling was stunned and said, "Little Xianglian actually knows how to read? ”
Chu Xia "fluttered" and said with a smile: "Sister, I can guess the next word, pronounce the word 'bone', the 'bone' of 'roasted lamb backbone'." ”
Seeing the two brothers and sisters laughing uncontrollably, Xiangling's face turned red, knowing that the two of them laughed at her for teaching the names of dishes.
Xiangling picked up the feather duster, hit the edge of the kang with a solemn face: "It's time to teach, serious and serious!" If I dare to laugh again, I'm going to have a fight! ”
The brother and sister stopped laughing, but Xiangling couldn't hold back her face and smiled.
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Early the next morning, Xiangling put the bean paste in ten small jars and waited at home for the donkey cart that she had agreed with yesterday.
With a "whoosh", Xiangling thought that her feet had reached the force, and when she opened the courtyard door, she found that it was not a donkey cart, but ten large carriages side by side.
When had Xiangling ever seen such a big battle, she was taken aback.
Soon, ten soldiers who beat horses got out of the car, and took down a lot of clothes one after another, and without saying a word, they were all piled up in Xiangling's yard, pushing them into a hill.
Jia Xiaoliu got out of the car with a set of clothes with a smile on his face, handed it to Xiangling and said, "This is the clothes that Yang has prepared, and there is a pair of slingshots and projectiles in it, which are compensated for the girl." ”
Chu Xiangling couldn't care about the question of whether to compensate for the slingshot, and looked at the piles of clothes like a mountain with a confused face: "This, what's going on?" ”
Jia Xiaoliu shrugged indifferently and said: "Liuhe Village has canceled the qualification of washing clothes in Liuhe Village because of Shi's bad intentions. ”
Xiangling's brain looked at the mountains of clothes like a knot, and she didn't know what to do.
Jiang was also shocked and his legs weakened, and he stammered: "Xiang, Xiangling, we, we only have two hands, and we can't finish washing." ”
Xiangling sighed and said: "Mother, if you take this job, you don't have to do the laundry yourself in the future, just divide the clothes and collect the clothes like Liu Lizheng, and earn a commission of silver, just ......"
Xiangling wanted to speak and stopped, seeing that the Jiang family didn't understand what she meant, so she had to get straight to the point: "It's just that I'm afraid that Aunt He will not be able to treat her uncle by bus, you go and discuss with her, whether to take this job or not, Aunt He said no, we will only leave the more than 30 pieces of silk clothes, and the rest will be returned." ”
After Xiangling's dialing, the Jiang family also reacted, this job is equivalent to snatching it from Liuhe Village, Liu Lizheng is still introducing the He family and his own laundry Bole, doing this, Liu Lizheng must feel uncomfortable.
The Jiang family hurriedly went to discuss with the He couple.
Xiangling opened Yang Qingyue's clothes and took out a slingshot from inside.
The slingshot is not a common bamboo structure for rural children, but made of brass, and the handshake below is carved with the same bat pattern as Yang Qingyue's neckline, and the tail is embedded with two red chalcedony, the yellow cow tendon skin is very tough, the elasticity is great, and the small brown belt leather is also very good.
A small slingshot can be made so high-end and atmospheric.
There is also a purse in the clothes, the purse is a green bamboo leaf style commonly used by Yang Qingyue, open it inside, and pour out a lot of mud projectiles, but this mud projectile is big and small, and some are not very round, and the technique of rubbing mud balls is far worse than Chu Wen.
Xiangling put back the mud balls, wrapped the purse, and returned it to Jia Xiaoliu: "This slingshot is too valuable, I can't accept it." ”
Jia Xiaoliu's face turned dark and said: "Miss Chu, this is to pay you for the slingshot that you broke yesterday, what do you mean by not accepting it?" Do you want outsiders to arrange for us to prepare a camp to bully the weak and oppress the people's daughters? ”
"......" Xiangling was speechless, the first time she saw someone who had lost something so arrogant.
Xiangling stared at her eyes and said softly: "Cut, what do I dare not want!" I hate that the mud balls you rub are not round!! ”
Jia Xiaoliu couldn't help but "pounce" for a while, I don't know if he turned this back to Yang Qingyue, the mud balls he spent half a night rubbing were disgusted by others, would his face be very exciting?
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After a while, the Jiang family came back, and Chu Lizheng and He also followed.
Looking at the mountains of clothes piled up in the courtyard, Chu Li walked up to Xiangling and said earnestly: "Xiangling, this job must be taken, this is not only related to your Chu He family, but also related to whether the women of the whole village can earn food." Liu Lizheng didn't have to worry there, He Kui and I immediately went to Liuhe Village and chatted about it. This job is not grabbed by us, it is the Shi family who made a big mistake first, if our village does not take this job, other villages will also take it. ”
He also persuaded him: "Xiangling, what Li Zheng said is right, my uncle and father-in-law are very sensible, and I can't help but be happy." As for my aunt and mother, if I don't like it, I won't be happy, anyway, she doesn't look down on me, so I don't have to worry about her. ”
Xiangling's main consideration was He's situation, afraid that she would be uncomfortable in the middle, she and He Kui agreed, what did she disagree with, how could she have the money to send it to the door and push it out.
Xiangling smiled and said to He: "Auntie, this job will have to fall on you and my mother in the future, don't be like Liu Lizheng, let the bad guys take advantage of the loopholes." ”
Xiangling said to Chu Lizheng again: "Uncle Lizheng, you and your aunt know the people in the village better, help my mother palm the eyes, and find some capable mother-in-law to help with the work." ”
Chu Lizheng nodded with a smile, although the work of washing clothes did not fall on Li Zheng like other villages, but on Chu Xiangling's house, but as Li Zheng, he still had a sense of honor.
As long as it is said to be a laundry village, everyone knows that this village has a relatively iron relationship with the military camp, who doesn't take a look? Chu Lizheng's face also has light.
The matter of the laundry village was settled, and Jia Xiaoliu left with his people.
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