Chapter 13: Lao Yan Buys an Ox Cart!
The return trip is faster than when you go.
Yan Lao Er didn't dare to interject all the way, only listened to his eldest nephew being asked various questions by Yan Yan, and it seemed that it was very difficult, and the eldest nephew was sweaty, and his answers were not smooth.
As a scumbag, I am very calm at this time.
I don't understand, I love it.
After arriving home, Yan Lao Er unloaded his things and looked for where his daughter-in-law was.
I have to go to Cui Langzhong's house to feel the pulse, he can think about it.
What is Li Xuemei doing?
She is drying with the big girl, especially the quilts, cotton clothes, mattresses, etc. used in winter, which cannot be washed without water, and it is still okay to dry and pat.
Then see if there are any insect and rat bites, and mend the seams.
She can see it, the eldest girl can't let her be idle, this child wants to think about the west when she is free, and she is sad.
Instead, he told her to do some work, and it was good to be busy with her hands and feet.
The wheat harvest at home is very fast, and they have to stop and say hello from time to time, pour a few bowls to quench their thirst, and then spread the bundled wheat to the full.
The two of them were sweating red in the sun.
When Yan Lao Er found her, he saw Li Xuemei, who looked like she had just been fished out of a steamer.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!"
He was distressed again, and he finally had a young face, and he couldn't take care of it, how could he be so stunned.
snatched the wooden stick, knocked it on the pong, and the quilt spit out circles of ash.
Li Xuemei dodged her face and punched him.
"Look at me!" Almost blinded.
"Do you have lunch at noon?" Yan Lao Er asked quietly.
He's hungry! The eldest brother didn't buy some mats to eat.
"It's done, in the pot." Li Xuemei was funny, looking at that hungry look.
"What did you do?" He didn't want to look forward to it, and he couldn't help but look forward to it, in case it wasn't a multigrain cake.
"It's amazing today, let's drink gruel."
As soon as Li Xuemei finished speaking, Yan Lao Er turned around and ran away, "I'll take a look." ”
He is really not greedy, just look at what this ancient gruel looks like.
When he entered the kitchen and saw the pot of water, Yan Lao Er was shocked!
What's this?
Gruel?
No wonder his daughter-in-law wants to emphasize that it is gruel, it is thin enough.
Enema, do you want it?
"Daddy!" Behind him, there was a weak voice from the girl, "Do you want to give way?" ”
Yan Yu could understand her father's mood because she was the same.
In the morning, when she sent her father and uncle away, she began to dig a pit to look for insects, and found one to feed the other, which provoked the hen of the family to coo when she saw her passing, and her little head shook in all directions, and she did not know which eye to use to locate her.
As she wished, the two hens she was targeting laid eggs, and while the eldest sister was called away by her mother for all kinds of work, she touched the two eggs that were hot and smelly.
She trotted all the way back to the room and hid one, and she put the rest in the basket of eggs in the kitchen.
After successfully completing the plan, Yan Yu continued the work that he had not done yesterday.
"Wash" the clothes for my parents.
The ashes of the grass and trees rolled three times, and the little hands pulled out, trembling and shaking.
The puff of ashes dissipated.
Alas? It's really not that tasteful!
Yan Yu got busy and concocted all the clothes that their family had changed into, although there were not a few, they were piled together with a full sense of achievement.
This is the farmer's natural laundry method!
Just when she wanted to go out and continue to communicate with her friends in the village, an ominous feeling suddenly hit her little belly.
Yan Yu's calves turned upside down and ran to the toilet.
It's been days, and this is the first time I've felt it.
If she didn't come again, she would think she was sick.
Squatting in the pit, Yan Yu worked very, very hard.
But......
It's too dry!
In the end, Yan Erya really took a lot of effort to get up from the pit.
The calves trembled.
Multigrain cakes, I am inseparable from you!
What embarrassed her even more was the follow-up cleaning problem.
Choose one of two bamboo hay chips.
It's you, how do you choose?
My mother is right, we have to seize the opportunity to solve the most urgent needs.
Yan Yu was extremely sure at this moment that the paper was what they needed the most, and there was no one.
whispered to her mother about solving the difficulty, and the eldest sister was over, poured a big pot of water, and boiled gruel.
Yan Yu gurgled a bowl, although the rice taste was light, but in this weather, drinking porridge, especially gruel, is quite beautiful.
But after a while, Yan Yu didn't think so.
Drinking porridge is so unsatisfying!
After a while, he was hungry and kept running to the toilet.
You know, every trip to the latrine is a battle for her.
Inferior in skills, never won!
So, when she came to the kitchen again, Yan Yu came to find her old enemy, multigrain cakes.
Hearing his daughter's experience, Yan Lao Er treated the two meals of yesterday and today solemnly.
Multigrain cake and gruel......
I allow you to be equal!
Yan Lao Er also realized the importance of cleanliness and hygiene at this time, and said that he put the hay and leaves in it.
Li Xuemei was not worried about her daughter, so she came over to take a look.
I asked how my body felt first, Yan Yu said that it was okay, it seemed that she had been a little dry recently, she sighed slightly, her diet was unreasonable, not to mention her daughter's small body now, as an adult, she was also a little unbearable, she didn't have to patronize the thatched house, and she didn't know whether to be sad or happy.
"By the way, you guys can help me see what these are, don't make a mistake when the time comes." Yan Lao Er took out the pickup list that Yan threw at him.
"Brown rice, coarse salt, cotton, tung oil, hemp rope, iron pot, candles, ox carts, ......" Li Xuemei took it and read it one by one, traditional Chinese characters or anything else.
At the thought of the ox cart, the family's eyes widened and they repeated, "Ox cart? ”
"The ox is four years strong, four feet seven high, five feet three long, with a frame, and twenty-eight taels of silver." Yan Yu stood on his toes and quickly read out the words on the paper.
"Shhh A cow costs twenty-eight taels? "Yan Laoer's tone is wrong.
Thinking that he was overwhelmed by the gambling debt of twenty taels of silver, he was rich and wealthy with a cow.
"It's not just the cow, but also the car, it's all twenty-eight taels together." Yan Yu explained: "The frame is not easy to make, you have to use good wood, otherwise the force is not enough, the wheels have to be polished by hand a little bit, time-consuming and laborious, and the size is not done casually, it must be customized according to the body shape of the cow, and the completion time of a pair of frames is not short, and this cow is only four years old, just an adult, and it can be used for a long time." ”
Yan Lao Er looked at his daughter and asked her, "How do you know?" ”
"Huh!" Yan Yu glanced at her mother secretly, how could she know that reading books actually added some strange knowledge.
"Fifty taels, twenty-eight and twenty-two, no wonder I bought some bargains." Yan Lao Er muttered.
The rice is rough and the salt is coarse......
Alas!
Life is not easy, you can only sigh!