Chapter 54: Cotton Shoes

Yao Jingjing returned home with a truckload of wood, and she did not hurry to unload the goods, but walked back to the house.

"Jingjing, did you wholesale wood?" In the bedroom, Sergei was lying on the bed, and he had heard the rumble of the car from just now, and he expected Jingjing to come back, and through the window he saw that the car was full of wood.

"Yes, a whole car was wholesaled, which is enough for this winter." Yao Jingjing came to the edge of the bed and sat down, opened her backpack, and took out a pair of men's shoes.

"Sergey, look, I bought you a pair of cotton shoes, you can try it."

"Okay." Sergei got up, Yao Jingjing squatted on the ground at the right time, lifted Sergei's left foot to put shoes on him, Sergei had a plaster cast on his right foot, and he could only try his left foot.

"How do you feel about the size? Squeeze your feet? ”

Sergei stepped on the ground with his left foot and said, "Just right, don't squeeze your foot." ”

"That's good, I fell in love with these shoes at a glance in the window, and you didn't bring cotton shoes with you when you came back from Moscow, so I thought I would have to buy you a pair."

"Jingjing, what about you? Did you buy it for yourself? ”

"I have cotton shoes, so I don't have to buy them."

Sergei couldn't help but feel distressed and said, "Jingjing, don't be bitter about yourself. ”

Yao Jingjing looked at Sergei and said with a smile: "How could I be miserable with myself, but don't spend money that shouldn't be spent." ”

"By the way, Jingjing, you moved that cart of wood yourself?"

"No, I moved some of it, most of it was Artyom who helped me move."

"Artyom?"

"Yes, Artyom is very enthusiastic, he considered that you hurt your foot and couldn't help me, so he said that he would help me move wood together, and today is also thanks to him, without him, I wouldn't have come back so early."

As a husband, he can't help his wife, he can only let an outsider help, this feeling makes Sergei very uncomfortable, and a feeling of guilt and humiliation arises spontaneously, but he can't say anything, after all, the work at home is now on Jingjing, Jingjing is also very tired, and someone helps Jingjing, which also reduces the burden on Jingjing.

Yao Jingjing glanced at the clock on the wall, it was already noon, and said, "Sergey, you lie down for a while, I'll cook." ”

"Jingjing, just make it simple, don't get tired."

"Okay."

After lunch, Yao Jingjing came to the courtyard and began to unload wood from the tricycle. The wood has been sawn into several sections in the lumber mill and is easy to move.

Because he was worried about Yao Jingjing, Sergei in the house walked out of the house on crutches.

"Jingjing, you don't have to rush to split these woods. I'm afraid you're tired. ”

"I know, I'm not in a hurry, the wood is now chopped and burned. By the way, Sergey, I won't go to the market tomorrow, the dumplings at home are all sold out, and there is no stock. ”

"Okay, then you can rest at home for a day."

"Tomorrow I have to go to the town to buy meat, vegetables, and milk powder, and stock up on food for the winter! I have also thought about it in the past two days, and we Northeast people are still very experienced in hoarding winter vegetables. I'm going to buy some radish, eggplant, beans and the like, and then cut them into strips and hang them on the roof, which is called dried vegetables, and when they are dry, they can be stored for a few years, and then they will be cooked and eaten in winter. ”

"That sounds good."

"Also, the cabbage in the field will be eaten in a few days, and I will pickle it into sauerkraut when the time comes."