Su Ruyi just put the basket into her room when she heard her mother-in-law calling her fiercely outside.
But she also heard that this fierceness was different from before, and there was a concealed feeling of discomfort.
She left the room, sat down at the table, and looked at her old mother.
Mrs. Zhang sat upright, her face even more fierce than usual, and she didn't look at her.
When Su Ruyi looked her over, the old mother glared at her angrily.
"Are you going to Tongzhou yet?"
"go."
"It's not an easy place to go. Men have to be wary when they go there. You have to think about it!"
"Mom, I know what's going on."
Mrs. Zhang moved her butt uncomfortably again: "I think you can go early in the morning and come back in the evening to take a look."
"Mom, I know what I know, so don't worry." Mrs. Zhang glared at her angrily: "Who is worried about you? I wish you--"
She swallowed her words again at this point. It was difficult to say this at this time, because it was unlucky.
Suddenly he raised his hand and slapped it on the table, with a bang, it was a small black cloth bag.
"I don't care about you. You can do whatever you want. Don't tell people that I, my mother-in-law, can't help you when you go out!"
After giving it to Mrs. Zhang, she stood up in a hurry. This kind of gesture of goodwill was very awkward for her, and she felt something was wrong all over.
Turning around, I saw Da Lang wandering around in the yard stupidly, shouting: "Da Lang, what are you doing? Go down and pull weeds when you have nothing to do!"
Dalang said: "Grandma, I'm thinking about what skills I can learn in the future..."
The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, so I started running in circles in the yard.
"What nonsense are you talking about! Let's go down to the ground and pull weeds!"
Mrs. Zhang has never thought about this. She can’t even plant all the land at home, so she still needs to learn how to do it...
The key is that it costs money to learn a skill. It takes several years to learn. How much food can you buy with a year's apprenticeship fee?
Learning skills is something only wealthy people can do.
"oh……"
Dalang's enthusiasm was dampened. Hearing grandma's tone, he knew that grandma would not let him learn his skills.
Su Ruyi said: "Mom, let Da Lang stay at home. My brother's body is not well and he still needs Da Lang's help in action. When he gets better in a few days, let Da Lang go to the ground."
Zhang said: "Tada can move himself, how can he be so squeamish!"
Su Ruyi: "It takes a hundred days to break the muscles and bones. If you don't take good care of the front part, it will be too late to take care of the back part."
"Okay, okay, let's see what you can do as a leader!"
After Mrs. Zhang said this, she quickly walked out of the yard.
Dalang stood in the yard: "Then can't I go down to the ground?"
"No, go and see your dad. Don't make your dad tired."
"oh!"
Su Ruyi couldn't help but put a smile on her face. Although this mother-in-law was so fierce, she had actually given in. No, she had recognized her status as the head of the family.
She grabbed the small cloth bag on the table and squeezed it. Inside was a copper plate.
I opened it and counted it. It was not much, only 200 Wen.
But for Zhang, this is a lot of money, 200 Wen, which can buy a lot of food, enough for the family to live for half a month longer.
Su Ruyi collected the cloth bag.
In fact, the money from selling the pigs this time was enough for her to start her own small business. Now that her mother-in-law recognized her identity as the head of the family, she might be able to get the money back.
But forget it, spending all the money at home is always a risky move. It is better not to use emergency money.
In addition, she herself also wanted to visit the big cities in ancient times.
She feels that it will always develop to big places in the future.
Peel out the carob seeds and eggplant seeds, wash them with water, and then dry them in the sun before planting them in space.
While he was planning business matters at the table, Dalang came to the table.
"Third aunt?"
"Um?"
"My dad said he had nothing to do while lying down, so he wanted to ask the third aunt what kind of basket she wanted so he could think about it."
Su Ruyi wanted to say there was no rush, it was important to recuperate, but she felt that lying down or doing something might be more tiring, so she said, "Okay, let me think about it. I'll go find some paper and draw a sketch."
She remembered that there were several pieces of paper pressed at the bottom of the box. They were all so yellow that they could not be seen anymore. She just took them out and used them.
Dalang was surprised: "Third Aunt, do you want it to be whatever you want it to be?"
"That person told me, and I'm going to recall it."
Su Ruyi dug out the paper and brush from the bottom of the box, but unfortunately she couldn't find the ink. Forget it, she had taken a calligraphy class when she was in elementary school. She didn't like it anymore and didn't touch it again. She didn't necessarily know how to use the brush after she picked it up.
When Dalang saw the paper and the brush, it was like seeing something precious, and he couldn't move his eyes away.
"Third Aunt, can I touch it?"
"Okay, you take it to the table and put it on the table for me, and I'll pick up two pens."
Pick up two pens? Can pens be picked up everywhere?
Dalang was confused but didn't care. He only saw the snow-white paper - it was really snow-white to him. No two houses in the whole village had paper.
He carefully placed the paper on the table, carefully wiping the table with his dirty sleeves before putting it down.
This paper is so thin and soft. No wonder only the upper class can use it. Rough people like them accidentally get it dirty and damaged.
Dalang thought to himself.
I saw the third aunt bring a few thin firewood sticks that were burned to only one section from the kitchen, put them on the table, then reached out and fished the paper to her side.
Dalang: "..."
He watched helplessly as there were two black finger marks on the white paper.
"Third Aunt, this is paper..."
How can you not cherish it so much? If you go out and tell other children that you have paper at home, they will definitely not believe it. They will definitely be extremely envious.
Su Ruyi: "Well, I don't know how long it has been there. It's so yellow that it won't be useful anymore."
It should have been left behind by Lu Laosan and Lu Shitu when they were studying. I don't know if it's ten years ago.
Dalang thought to himself, how yellow is it? It is so white, whiter than the rice they eat at home!
Su Ruyi held the wooden stick in one hand and thought with her eyebrows. The basket should be made square to save space.
There must also be a handle.
She suddenly thought of how to make a simple shelf, which only requires two bracket seats and a few strong long wooden rods. Just like the previous clothes racks, you can assemble it by yourself, so you don't have to worry about not being able to get it by yourself. Went inside the space.
Her brows widened, she pressed down on the paper and grabbed the stick and dropped it on the paper.
Dalang: "Ahhhh..."
The stick of firewood fell on the paper. He was so heartbroken!
"嚓——"
The paper was too thin and the "pen" was too hard. She applied a little more force, and the paper tore in an instant.
Dalang: "..."
His heart was torn, but he didn't dare to say a word.
Although the third aunt now is not the same as before, she is still the third aunt.
Su Ruyi: "This paper is too difficult to use."
Move the wooden stick to the middle of the paper, control the strength, and use several "pens" to draw a square basket.
Dalang kept complaining in his mind: Why do you have to paint in the middle? If you paint on the sides, it will be the same. It can save a lot of space, and there is no need to paint such a big painting. He thinks it will be the same if it is painted smaller. …
However, Third Aunt is really good at painting, and this basket is also very good!
