Song Hongguo sprinkled all the fertilizer, and was already tired and didn't want to talk, but fortunately, imagining that the weak wheat seedlings could absorb the nutrients beautifully, she was in a good mood.

"It's three o'clock, you two can rest for a while, and you can pull it out again tomorrow."

Ling Zhi didn't stop, and said without raising his head, "I'm not tired yet." ”

It was much easier than when he was on the farm, no one was urging him, no one was stumbling up, and he was working on his own land, and he felt that he had endless energy.

And Ling Yuan, who had always listened to her, got up and patted the soil on his hands, trotted to her side, and said with a beautiful little face, "Brother just hates work, if you don't let him finish pulling it out today, he won't be able to sleep." ”

“…… Okay. Song Hongguo was helpless, so she had to instruct, "Then you pull it out slowly, and I'll take Xiaoyuan to make the quilt, while the sky is still bright." ”

"Hmm."

Before making the quilt, Song Hongguo cleaned up from head to toe, changed the clothes she wore for work and soaked them in the basin, washed the rain boots with water, she even washed her hair, wrapped it in a towel, and carefully smeared her face and hands with cream.

There are two bedrooms in the main house, and the earthen kang in the east room is connected to the stove, so she plans to sleep here in the future, so she asked Ling Yuan to go to the dining room and bring some chopped wood over, and light the fire, wanting to see if the stove is good or not.

Well, the result was naturally better than she imagined.

The stove fire is very strong, there is no smell of smoke and fire in the hall, she carried a pot of water and sat on the stove, the small iron door open on one side was open, and a thick wood was stuffed inside, no one needed to stare at it at all, it was very worry-free and effort-saving, and after a while, she felt that the room was warm, and even the earthen kang was warm.

Song Hongguo is very satisfied, and it will be right to cook and burn the kang for heating in the future.

At this time, the kang is covered with the mat that Zhao Baoqing brought to her, the mat is made of local reeds, the color is natural, the treatment is very particular, there is no hairy edge, the size is the same as the soil kang, two meters wide, more than four meters long, if you lie down in the north and south, this big kang can sleep seven or eight people will not feel crowded.

It's just that the soil kang is a little high, Song Hongguo saw that Ling Yuan was struggling to crawl, and smiled and helped him take off his shoes and hug him.

Ling Yuan cheered and rolled on the kang, only to help her spread the quilt in a decent way, at this time the quilt is divided into the table and the inside, the table is generally used flower cloth, the lining is striped cloth, and there are also large white cotton cloth, the idiom in the table is not the same, when doing it, first lay the table, and then layer by layer of wadding cotton, so that its thickness is even, and then spread the inside, the table is larger than the inside, easy to wrap the edge, before sewing, you need two people to pull the quilt to pull hard, so as not to have wrinkles.

Song Hongguo's needlework is quite okay, it is more than enough to make a quilt, she starts sewing from the four sides first, the stitches are not big or small, they are very symmetrical, Ling Yuan helped her thread the needle, with the cooperation of the mother and son, the speed is much faster, but it is like this, it took an hour to finish a quilt.

The quilt is one and a half meters, six catties of cotton, the cotton is new, she took it out from the system award, but the table is used in the old of the original owner, because the quilts in the system are all covered, the surface and the inside are plain small flowers, a set of quilts, it doesn't matter what it looks like inside, as long as it is warm and comfortable.

There are a lot of old cotton left, after all, there are four beds of quilts brought by the original owner, excluding those that are really bad, patchwork together, you can also make two large mattresses, two meters wide, nearly three meters long, thick and solid spread under the body, not panicked at all.

The mattress is similar to the quilt, because when you sleep, you have to spread another layer of sheets on it, which can cover the dirt and ugliness, so the stitches don't have to be so meticulous, so that the speed is faster, but before it is finished, the sky will darken, and Song Hongguo feels that her eyes are a little dry.

At this time, Ling Zhi finished his work and entered the house, and when he saw the finished quilt, his eyes flashed, "How much cotton does this have to use?" ”

"Six pounds." Song Hongguo stretched her waist and planned to finish her meal before continuing.

"It's all new cotton?"

"Well, the old ones are made into mattresses, and they are not wasted."

Ling Zhi asked hesitantly, "So much cotton...... Are you all from Province Y? ”

Song Hongguo's face did not change and asked rhetorically, "Otherwise?" ”

Ling Zhi was silent, yes, could there be any other explanation? Cotton is a strategic material, more precious than other things, and more difficult to buy, cotton tickets are limited, so many catties at once......

If it wasn't brought by my hometown, it would be a miracle.

It's not good for her son to be too smart, look, she was asked at this time, and this also reminded her that she can't just add things at will just by relying on space and systems in the future, especially the eldest son will live a good life, and there are a few things at home, if she can't explain the reasonable way, I'm afraid it will overturn.

"What do you two want to eat tonight?" Afraid that he would hold on to the cotton again, Song Hongguo changed the topic, "It's been hard today, do something good to treat yourself." ”

"Okay!" Ling Yuan responded enthusiastically, and did not forget to praise her, "I love to eat whatever my mother does." ”

But Ling Zhi said indescribably, "Isn't there a vegetable dumpling?" What else to cook? After speaking, he glared at Ling Yuan again, "Don't always make a fool of yourself." ”

Ling Yuan pursed his lips and snorted quietly.

Song Hongguo reminded helplessly, "Vegetable dumplings are the staple food, so there must be side dishes, right?" ”

"Oh, let's have a cold salad with artemisia, I've pulled out a basket full of it."

“…… The wheat artemisia has to be soaked for a few hours in advance before it can be eaten, otherwise it will be very bitter, so we will eat that tomorrow morning, tonight, how about we stew cabbage vermicelli and eat it? ”

"I agree!" Ling Yuan withstood his brother's glare, and shouted in a milky voice to echo Song Hongguo.

Song Hongguo happily slapped his palm, "Two to one, the minority obeys the majority." ”

Ling Zhi, "......"

He can't control her, then, in the future, he can only try his best to clean up his younger brother, and if he can't do it, he will suppress it by force to see if he is on his side.

……

There was still a fire in the stove in the hall, Song Hongguo stuffed some wood into it, boiled millet porridge first, and then went to prepare the ingredients, Chinese cabbage, vermicelli, she also cut a few slices of bacon, and easily cut the piece of tofu she bought in the morning, and put them in a round dustpan, and moved the seasonings needed for stir-frying to the hall house, and when the porridge was boiled, she replaced it with an iron pot.

The pork lard is the most fragrant for stewed cabbage vermicelli, there is a small jar in the box of the original owner, she dug a large piece, which shocked Ling Yuan, and subconsciously looked out of the window, and the entire backyard could be seen from the window of the hall.

(End of chapter)