Qingheng 6 years in August.

The first acre of cotton on Xujiazhuang was harvested.

The reason why it grows so rapidly is because of Xu Erniang's magic potion. However, Xu Yue would like to call it fertilizer.

With the blessing of special nutrients, this year's cotton grew very well, and finally Xu Yue saw the hope of large-scale planting.

The yield of this mu of cotton is 500 catties, and compared with the output of later generations, it belongs to the middle and upper class.

Xu Yue was very happy, so she selected the best plants and kept them for good seeds, and carefully stored them in a stable temperature research room according to the experience of previous years.

In the coming year, more cotton may be planted, and it will continue to spread, and in another two or three years, it should be able to meet the needs of the whole county of Yuyang.

The cotton that was beaten down was sent to the textile factory by Xu Yue, where the female workers spun it into cotton thread, and some of it was made into clothes and quilts.

A larger part was made into gauze, cotton balls, cotton swabs, masks and other medical supplies.

Looking at the two extra boxes of cotton medical supplies in the pharmacy of the health center, Xu Yue instantly felt the importance of cotton.

There are so many things it can make, and compared with the traditional way of planting mulberry and silkworms to make fabric, it takes less manpower and material resources to grow cotton, and the clothes made are more and warmer, and it is more durable than silk linen.

In fact, the current clothes are not washable, and it is also because of the prolific woolen sweaters in Xujiazhuang that the villagers have a low-cost change of clothes, and the hygiene situation is maintained well.

But if it is placed in a village or town, the clothes are precious, and the poorer families generally do not wash the clothes often, in order to prolong the life of the clothes.

And the fabric woven from silk should be carefully cared for, not to mention the embroidery, dyed color of all kinds of clothes, there is no dye that does not fade, the more gorgeous the color, the more fierce the fading.

It is estimated that the color of such clothes will be very light after washing it two or three times a year.

Cotton cloth is different, in addition to pilling, regular pulp washing will not deteriorate as quickly as linen and silkworm cloth.

In short, cotton has many benefits.

Xu Yue deliberately let the last bit of cotton be spun into threading thread by the female workers in the textile factory, and the women in the village wanted to see it, and felt that this kind of thread was used to make clothes stronger and not easy to break, so they couldn't put it down.

However, the total amount was too small, Xu Yue didn't give anyone, only took one-third out for year-end benefits, and the remaining two-thirds were all given to the impatient Xu Erniang and asked her to use them to make clothes.

And just when the Xu Yue sisters finished the new cotton clothes for a family of five, Wang Pingping, who escorted Gongsun Zhan to settle in Bingzhou and spent a year in Bingzhou, finally returned.

At this time, the weather is getting cooler, and it is the end of September.

I haven't seen each other for more than a year, but there is no strangeness between the family.

Seeing that Wang Pingping, who was dressed in military uniform and her skin had successfully darkened by two degrees, led the guards to ride a horse from afar, and the three brothers and sisters of Xu Yue, who had already received the news, immediately ran out of the big iron gate and greeted them.

"Auntie!"

Xu Yue's loud shouts spread far away in the open field, for fear that the people on the other side would not hear it, and her face was so excited that she blushed.

Wang Pingping raised her eyes and saw the three children running towards her with a smile, and she couldn't help but be a little stunned for a while.

Time passed so quickly in her hands that it was as if she had just left home yesterday, and nothing had changed.

But the thoughts that were involved day and night were like a flood that opened the floodgates at this moment, rushing out!

"Auntie!"

Suddenly, the little daughter had rushed to the front, Wang Pingping grabbed the reins, stretched out her hand in front of her, and pulled the little daughter onto the horse.

Xu Yue was excited, her eyes were shining, and she hugged A-Niang's cold armor, tightly, and let go after a while, raised her head and asked with a smile:

"Is A-Niang still leaving? Is the battle over? Can we celebrate the New Year together at home this year? ”

Wang Pingping nodded at Xu Dalang and Xu Erniang, who came later, and then looked helplessly at the little daughter in front of her and smiled:

"You ask so many questions at once, which one should I answer first?"

Xu Da reminded behind him: "Let's go home first, your aunt has been running all the way, and she has just come home after leaving the county office, and she hasn't rested yet." ”

Wang Pingping seemed to have seen something strange, and glanced back at Xu Da, "You have learned to be considerate." ”

Xu Da suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth, with an expression of what do you like to think. Hit the horse forward, and mentioned Xu Erniang to his horse, and left first.

Xu Dalang glared at Xu Da who didn't care about him angrily, but soon smiled at Wang Pingping again, and chased after Xu Da like the wind.

Wang Pingping lowered her head and touched Xu Yue's forehead with a smile, turned her around, let her sit in front of her, and beckoned Lu Meng and other guards who followed behind her to enter the village together.

When Wang Pingping washed up and returned home, the children had already prepared a sumptuous meal, sat in front of the desk obediently, and looked at her baba.

Xu Yue said: "Auntie, I made your favorite braised chicken thighs." ”

Xu Erniang said: "A-Niang, I also made watermelon juice for you, chilled." ”

Even Xu Dalang stumbled and added, "I, the dishes and chopsticks I held." ”

After saying that, the tips of his ears turned red, and he was rarely uncomfortable.

But it is not difficult to see that even Xu Dalang, who has a relatively thin relationship with his parents, is very happy about Wang Pingping's return.

Xu Da sighed, his heart was sour, and when he saw that no one greeted him, he picked up his chopsticks and sandwiched two big chicken legs for himself, and gnawed them up, making a "uh-huh" sound from time to time, extremely free.

Wang Pingping was indeed hungry, and she hadn't eaten any exquisite food for a long time, so she couldn't stand Xu Da's beautiful expression, so she praised the children one by one and started to eat.

Wang Youliang's farm is already very large-scale, and there is no shortage of meat and eggs in Zhuangzi now, although you can't eat it all at once, but it's no problem to eat it every three or five times.

Therefore, Xu Yue's pot of braised chicken thighs is also very solid, thirty big chicken thighs, enough to manage.

Eat the chicken thighs, then pour the marinade on the fine flour wheat cakes, two or three cakes under the stomach, and finally take a big sip of chilled watermelon juice, a satisfied burp, and there is no regret in dying.

"Is A-Niang tired, sleepy? The bed in the room has been made, or A-Niang should go to sleep first. Xu Yue said with concern.

As soon as she got home, Wang Pingping felt relaxed and not sleepy.

And she knew that her family had a lot to say to her, and she also had a lot to say to her family, so she shook her head.

"It's okay, I'm too full to eat, digest and digest first."

Taking off her armor, Wang Pingping, who was dressed in casual clothes, leaned lazily on the pillow, drinking watermelon juice, and asked about the situation at home in the past year, wondering if everything was going well in the more than a year that she had been away.

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