MTL - Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life-Chapter 8 Then call Aunt Qiao?

  Chapter 8 Then call Aunt Qiao?

   "She is good at embroidery. Our embroidery shop can't always do these ordinary jobs. It won't make much money."

   "Are you trying to make friends with her?"

   "That's right, I spent nearly ten taels of silver just to buy those things today, and this is not counting the house that my mother rented to her."

   "Mother, be careful that she is a white-eyed wolf."

   "No, mother is very accurate in judging people. If she is a bad person, she will not ask mother to help her in this way."

   "Will you go later?"

   "I won't go, I'll go tomorrow, please pack up quickly, let's close the shop and go home for dinner."

  Lu Ruxin said, "Mom, why don't we let our daughter cook for her tomorrow, since my daughter likes to be quiet, so why not draw flowers and do some embroidery?"

   "Okay, then you come over for lunch at noon, and I will pick you up with your sister when the shop is closed in the afternoon?"

   "Okay, mother!"

  Taohua Village, Lao Tian’s house, during dinner, the people at the two tables in the house were unusually quiet.

   In fact, leaving alone has no effect on his family. Qiao Mai stayed in the woodshed for three days, and his family is still living in the same way? I didn't see any exhausted people, it was just that some people did more work.

   It's just that I got too angry with Qiao Mai today, and I really can't vent the fire in my heart.

  Old Tian Boss frowned, picked up the bowl and took a sip of porridge before others dared to use chopsticks to eat.

   "Whose natal family in our village is in Lihua Village?"

   "Zhou Laoguai's eldest daughter-in-law," Tian Li said.

   "That gossip?"

"Um"

"When you are free, go and tell her that when she goes back to her mother's house, the branch will call Qiao's house. Although we don't communicate, but Qiao's family is poor. Knowing that the girl is divorced, she will definitely find a way for her. Dare to talk to San Zhuang. Heli, then let her natal family sell her again, even if they can't sell her, they have to add some obstacles to her."

  Tian Lishi knew that her husband couldn't swallow this breath, and wanted to punish Qiao Shi, so she curled her mouth.

   "That's it, I don't know if I can survive outside."

   "If you are told to go, go."

"knew!"

  Qiao Mai doesn't look like she sleeps soundly in the space, but she always keeps two points of vigilance. This is the habit of being an agent for many years. She wakes up when the child cries, feeds the child before going to sleep, and hasn't eaten anything all night.

  As soon as it was dawn, I came out of the space, put on a thick jacket, thick cotton trousers, and cotton shoes, and then got off the ground, and went to the kitchen with an egg bowl and a sugar water bowl.

  Seeing the neat pots and pans in the kitchen, she took a deep breath, and she will definitely repay this kindness.

  In movies and on TV, I saw people in Guojia village burning stoves, and I would also light fires when I survived in the wild.

  Opening the lid of the pot, she saw the millet porridge inside. She added a handful of straws to the stove, hit them with flint, and added a handful of firewood inside.

   Then go to the stove outside the bedroom, and use the same method to burn the kang.

  Just returned to the kitchen and was about to eat when the courtyard door rang. Qiao Mai looked out with his head scratched. It was a little girl older than Italy.

"Who are you?"

   "I am the eldest daughter of shopkeeper Lu, Lu Ruxin, my mother is busy on the bunk, and sent me to take care of you."

   "Look, I can move, I don't need to take care of it, you can go back."

   "No, my mother said, no matter what, I have to guard you for ten days. Also, you can't catch a cold."

   "That's so embarrassing, I can do it myself."

   "It's okay, I'm used to doing these things at home."

   While talking, Miss Ruxin entered the kitchen, "Go back to the room, I'll warm up porridge for you."

   "I'll just eat here, and it's the same when I go back after eating."

   "Okay, you sit down, I'll come."

  Ru Xin put down the floor table for her, and went to the yard to move a bench for her. She peeled the eggs, put them into the pot, and took a few teaspoons of brown sugar into it.

  Qiao Maiyuan also wanted to eat like this. She sat there obediently, waiting for the pot to boil, and the eggs were too hot to touch, so she filled a big bowl for her and put it on the table.

   "Eat it while it's hot."

   "Have you eaten early?"

   "I came here after eating. I will go to the shop to eat with my mother and sister at noon."

  Qiao Mai took a spoon and blew in his mouth, looking at her like a core.

   "You are so skinny"

   "At my in-law's house, I eat rice soup twice a day, how can I not lose weight?"

  Ru Xin glanced at her chest, it was flat, without even a protrusion, then looked down at her chest, and suddenly blushed.

  Seeing her expression, Qiao Mai laughed inwardly.

"How old are you?"

   "I'll be fourteen soon, I'll be born in September, my younger sister is twelve, and it's just us two sisters and my mother at home."

   "What about your father?"

   "It's gone when I went to business. My mother took our sisters and didn't remarry. Fortunately, my grandparents were very kind to my mother and supported my mother, so no one in the town dared to bully us."

   "Well, you have a good wife."

   "Grandmother is also good, but it is far away, more than two hundred miles away from here. My mother wants to be closer to my mother's house. It happens that there is no embroidery village in this town, so she opened such a shop here."

  The little girl is very talkative, her eyes are clear and bright, and her appearance is beautiful. Her fingers are long and slender, and she looks dexterous and cunning.

  After breakfast, she went back to the house and lay down, the kang was hot under her body, Ruxin moved the kang table to the kang, and put the things she brought with her on the table.

   "I don't know what to call you. You are not very old, but you call my mother and sister."

  Seeing her tangled look, Qiao Mai burst out laughing.

   "Calling by name is fine,"

   "No, my mother calls you sister."

   "Then call me Aunt Qiao?"

   "I'm afraid I'll call you old."

   "I don't dislike it, so just call it like this?"

   "Well, Aunt Qiao, I'm here to take care of you, not to monitor you. I'm drawing pictures on the table, so I won't disturb your sleep. You should have a good rest."

   "I slept all night, how can I sleep so much, you can describe it, I will sleep when I can, and lie down for a while if I can't sleep."

"OK."

  Seeing her bowing her head and seriously tracing the drawing, Qiao Mai stretched out her hand to look, and it was indeed much cleaner. I don't know, I thought she had taken a bath.

  It's a pity that the hands, feet, face and neck are often exposed, and the mud is too thick, so it can't be cleaned for a while, but it's not bad.

  She was afraid of getting the quilt dirty, and for a while the mild cleanliness problem came up again.

   Quickly looked inside the quilt, but she didn't find any dirt, so she felt relieved.

   She said she had slept all night and felt that she had had enough sleep, but as soon as she got into the warm bed, she felt drowsy after a while.

   In the end, the body was too weak, and soon fell asleep again.

   At noon, Ruxin made her a bowl of pimple soup, which contained several eggs.

  After bringing it to the table, I called softly: "Aunt Qiao, wake up, it's time to eat."

  Qiao Mai opened his eyes, quite embarrassed, "Thank you for your hard work!"

"Eat it while it's hot. Although it's spring, the weather is still cold. I'll change the taste for you at noon. Before I leave at night, I will make a mouthful of porridge and boiled eggs for you. You just need to heat it up." Eat, after a while you finish eating and put the bowl away, I'll come back and wash it."

  Ru Xin picked up the drawn drawing and rolled it up, waved at her and left.

  Qiao Mai sat up, watched the kang table and quickly finished a bowl of hot pimple soup, then walked into the space in a flash.

   It's time for the child to be fed, he has already hummed.

   Waiting on the good boy, she got up and searched in front of the shelves outside.

  Her body is too weak, she can't just eat enough, she remembers collecting several ginsengs, those ginsengs are not bought, they are smooth when doing tasks.

  I found it on the last shelf. Six ginseng boxes were neatly arranged. She took out the top box, opened it and looked at it.

  She is not good at this, she only knows that she is not small, and she heard that only a few hairs of aged ginseng can do a lot, so she pulled a few with her hands and stuffed them in her cuffs.

  Going back to look at the child, seeing that she fell asleep again, she flashed out of the space.

  Come to the kitchen, Ruxin has already cleaned the pot.

  So I boiled half a pot of water, put brown sugar in it, put ginseng silk in it and boiled it for a while, after drinking a bowl of red ginseng water, I was sweating all over.

  She knew that it was ginseng that worked.

  (end of this chapter)