Hua Jin shouted weakly.
"What's wrong?"
"Milk, I'm not sure I can still find that place."
If you look for it, you will definitely find it. Although Hua Jin is well prepared, she still doesn't want her father to go. After all, he is pretending.
"You really don't remember much?" Mrs. Hua felt regretful for a while.
It's normal when you think about it. It's already very difficult for my granddaughter to pick so many things and bring them down the mountain as a child. She can't care about anything else.
Hua Jin quickly shook her head, with a little bit of frustration on her face.
"My dear, if you can't remember, you can't remember. We don't want to! Our Jin'er is already very good. We picked so many and brought them home."
The expression on the child's face immediately made Mrs. Hua feel distressed, and she hurriedly stepped forward and hugged the child to comfort her.
Old Man Hua also felt distressed and hurriedly echoed.
With the milk on the side to interrupt her, Hua Jin reached her goal and the clouds suddenly turned sunny again, and a smile appeared on her face again.
"Okay, let's move the things into the house and eat."
Old Man Hua spoke. These days, thanks to his granddaughter, the family is eating three meals a day. It is estimated that the child will be hungry by now.
Xiaosi's eyes lit up when he heard that he was eating, and even Hua Jin couldn't help but touch his belly.
After the meal, the family sat in the main room, looking at a bunch of things on the table, and discussing what to do.
In the end, Mrs. Hua decided to try making a cotton coat first. If it is warm, everyone in the family will make it. A few dozen kilograms will be enough.
But before doing it, you have to pick out the black seeds in the white ball.
The thing was quite hard when they touched it. People didn't know whether it would irritate people when wearing it, but they were afraid that the seeds would get wet and germinate, which would be bad.
It’s better to pick it out first to be on the safe side.
They are all old farmers who have been farming for many years, and they are more inclined to think that these are seeds, so when they picked them out, these black seeds were collected by the old man. He thought that if he could really keep them warm, he could keep them for planting in the ground next year. .
Hua Jin looked at the seeds that were carefully collected by her grandfather and smiled to herself. She is indeed a good farmer, so there is no need to say more.
She was also worried that she would be wrong if she said too much, so this was just fine.
It took the whole family more than an hour to pick up more than 40 kilograms of cotton seeds and replace them with white balls of white dumplings.
There is no need for Hua Jin to talk about the rest. Mrs. Hua and Mrs. Qi are both experts in daily life. Seeing that it was still early, they took out the clothing materials, cut them one by one, and put away the white dumplings.
Otherwise, the working people are the wisest. After thinking about it for a moment, Mrs. Hua found a thin wooden stick and beat it on the white dumplings. Soon the balls of cotton dumplings merged together.
Hua Jin was so impressed that she took a stick and beat her with her grandma.
Before going to sleep, Old Man Hua's thin cotton-padded clothes were ready.
It feels different to the touch, it's very soft and soft, and Mrs. Hua doesn't want to take it away even if she touches it.
I just don’t know how to keep warm, everything will have to wait until tomorrow.
If it goes well, it will be a real surprise. There are enough at home to make one for everyone and there will still be a lot left over.
As for the materials, there was no need to worry at all, except that the daughter-in-law's granddaughter quietly bought several pieces of cloth for the winter, and there were even several batches of good materials among them, but she put them all away.
Farmers work with the land all day long. Isn't it a waste of clothes to wear good materials?
The next day.
After lifting the quilt and feeling the chill, the old man took the initiative to pick up the new clothes neatly stacked by the bedside without waiting for the old lady to speak.
Although winter has not really started yet, it is very cold in the morning and evening. Even the old man couldn't help shivering a few times and quickly put on his clothes, and he put them on directly without adding any extra layers of cotton-padded clothes to keep him warm as before. Wear several layers of clothing, as there is not much work in the fields in winter, otherwise it would be impossible to work layer by layer.
The old lady Hua who woke up at the same time also quickly put on her clothes, and then looked at the old man hopefully, "How are you feeling warm?" she asked impatiently.
The old man, who had put on his shirt, was stunned for a moment without saying anything. He just accelerated the movements of his hands, and then sighed comfortably.
There is nothing that Old Lady Hua doesn’t understand at this point, but she still wants to hear the old man tell her how she feels, so she hurriedly asked: “What’s going on? Just talk, you old man wants to scare me to death!”
Then she saw the corners of the old man's mouth getting wider and wider, and suddenly he grabbed her hand and held it tightly.
"You old..."
The warm feeling in her hand automatically stopped the remaining words on Old Lady Hua's lips.
When the weather was cold, the old man's hand had never been so warm except when he was leaning against the charcoal stove.
Old lady Hua couldn't help but grin. This was just a thin layer. Wouldn't it be warmer if she wore a thick cotton coat?
"Old man" Hua Laozi looked at her wife excitedly.
"Jin'er discovered a good thing!" Old Man Hua couldn't hide his excitement, and his sleepy eyes suddenly became energetic and bright.
"This kid is very lucky."
Wen Yanhua, the old lady nodded accordingly.
Her granddaughter must be very lucky.
After suffering such serious injuries, the doctor asked them to prepare themselves mentally, but they managed to survive. This is not a blessing.
Isn't it a blessing to be able to accidentally discover something so important even when climbing up a mountain?
"Okay, you clean up, I'll go out for a walk." Old Man Hua couldn't wait to go outside and try out the warmth of his clothes.
It was rare to see the old man in such a lively mood, and Old Lady Hua couldn't help but laugh.
Don't tell me, looking at it this way, it really looks like a young man.
Shaking her head and no longer caring about the old man, Mrs. Hua quickly took out the new cotton-padded clothes she and her wife had made from the box and prepared to take them apart and make them again.
I found something better to keep warm, so I would be stupid not to use it.
No worries.
Didn't Jin'er say when she was making cotton clothes for the old man, there were animals walking around, gnawing, and pressing marks.
Animals have strong instincts and will stay away from poisonous plants.
Thinking that her body no longer had to be cold in the winter, Mrs. Hua's energy immediately increased to an unknown extent, and she quickly took off the winter clothes she had just made.
On the other side, the old man took a look at his son who was cleaning the yard and strolled out of the yard.
With the few layers of clothes missing, my whole body feels a lot lighter. In addition, it feels so good when I'm not cold anymore, and my strength when walking is different.
After walking around for a while, he came back. It was still not bright yet, and most of the people in the village had not gotten up. There was no one to show off to. Of course, as the village chief, he was just Come to think of it, it's impossible to show off.
Moreover, he was not prepared to spread the word Baituanzi in the village for the time being. The child accidentally bumped into it and couldn't remember where it was. Whether he could find it was a question. There’s also a question of whether the ones left at home are seeds. It’s better not to give hope to the villagers if you’re not sure.
The feeling of being cold is as uncomfortable as being hungry!
Old Man Hua placed all his hopes on the seeds at the bottom of the basket.
