, wonderful and free of pop-ups! Here, Sun and Yang Ruoqing began to move things.
There weren't many things in the first place, but everyone worked together and emptied them all in less than an hour. Even Yang Huazhong, who was bedridden and incapacitated, was carried by Daniel to the small side room that had been tidied up at the back.
Yang Ruoqing took the small bench with a lame leg and took one last look at the small house she had traveled through. She gently closed the door and went straight to the small yard at the back.
There are still three small side rooms, because they were used to store sundries in the past. This house is even lower and more dilapidated than the house we lived in before.
There were leaks in many places in the house. Fortunately, the fifth uncle and the second cousin found some thatch to block the holes, which made things a little better.
Sun made the bed over there, and after taking care of Yang Huazhong to lie back on the bed, she hurried over to help Yang Ruoqing make the bed. Looking at the damper and darker room, Sun's tears fell again. .
Compared with Sun's low mood, Yang Ruoqing seemed very calm, and she was able to find the time to persuade Sun.
"A golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse. Mom, don't cry, we should be happy, because from now on, everything we earn in the future will belong to ourselves, and our lives will definitely get better and better!"
Hearing her daughter's advice, Mrs. Sun was a little surprised.
It's okay for her to endure hardships and live anywhere, and she just feels sorry for her daughter. But seeing her daughter acting like a little adult and trying to persuade herself in return, Mrs. Sun couldn't tell how she felt.
"Good girl!"
"Hehe." Yang Ruoqing smiled sweetly, glanced at the sky outside, and urged Mrs. Sun: "Mom, it's almost noon. If you want to borrow the kitchen, you can go talk to your grandparents."
Thinking of this, Mrs. Sun hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face and nodded: "Yes, I'll go right away."
Mrs. Sun hurriedly left the house and went to the front yard where Old Yangtou and Mrs. Tan were resting.
Yang Ruoqing packed up her house and went to Yang Huazhong and Sun's house next door.
In addition to Yang Huazhong's and Sun's beds, this room also had another bunk set up against the wall, which was prepared for the two brothers Da'an and Xiaoan. A washstand, a simple clothes cabinet, a table and two chairs filled the small room, leaving only a walking aisle in the middle.
Yang Ruoqing accompanied Yang Huazhong and said a few words, then went next door to watch Uncle Wu and the others setting up the stove. The stove made of yellow mud is smaller than the stove in front of Lao Yang's house. It also has two pots, the inner one is used for cooking rice and water, and the outer one is used for cooking. It's just that there are no pots, pans or anything else. There are only a few big holes on the stove, which looks a bit weird.
She has been accompanying Yang Huazhong all day these days. Although they are all about gossip, the content of her chats has some purpose.
From Yang Huazhong, she learned that this era was called the Great Zhou, and this Great Zhou was not the Great Zhou Dynasty in Chinese history.
The village she lives in is called Changping Village, and the mountain behind the village that is so high that it almost reaches the sky is called Mianniu Mountain.
There is Qingshui Town thirty miles away from Changping Village. On the first and fifteenth day of every lunar month, villagers from all ten miles and eight villages go to Qingshui Town to attend the market.
In addition, she also learned from Yang Huazhong about the market prices of some items that were closely related to daily life in this era, and exchanged them with modern currency values. Looking at the kitchen at this moment, my abacus was pounding in my heart. After a while, I calculated the approximate amount needed to buy all the pots and pans.
There were footsteps in the yard outside the kitchen. Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and saw Mrs. Sun popping up outside the kitchen.
Yang Ruoqing was a little surprised. From that hasty glance, she felt that Mr. Sun seemed to be in trouble.
My heart tightened, could it be...?
She quickly walked out of the kitchen, and Mrs. Sun was standing under the thatched eaves at the door of the house, with a very ugly expression on her face.
"Mom, why do you look like this? Is it because my grandma refuses to let me borrow the kitchen?" Yang Ruoqing asked when she came up.
Sun glanced at Yang Ruoqing, lowered her eyelids, and nodded lightly.
Yang Ruoqing has always been unhappy with Mrs. Tan, and she is even more angry now, but she knows that even if she goes to the front yard to make a scene now, it will not have any effect. Moreover, it will make it impossible for Uncle Chang Gen and Uncle Daniu to step down.
what to do? It's almost noon now. What do you guys want to eat?
At this moment, Daniel's wife came, carrying a small rusty iron pot in one hand and a baggage roll in the other. As she moved around, there was a crisp sound of ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping pinging out from inside.
"Ms. Qing'er..."
"Dayun!" Mrs. Sun responded and led Yang Ruoqing to welcome Dayun into the kitchen.
Dayun had just stood firm when Daniel, who was setting up the cooking pot over there, scolded his wife: "Why are you waiting so long to come here? It's almost noon!"
Dayun looked aggrieved, glared at his man, turned around and said to Sun apologetically: "I've been here in a hurry for a long time. Just when I was about to go out, someone suddenly came from my parents' house. I took shelter from the rain for a while. Now, As soon as I left, I came over immediately."
"It's okay, it's okay." Sun said hurriedly.
Dayun took out a bunch of things he had brought, including a rusty iron pot, a few earthenware bowls, a few pairs of chopsticks, and some bottles and jars.
When Sun and Yang Ruoqing saw these things, their eyes lit up.
Over there, Daniel saw the things his wife had brought, and the anger he had just suppressed came up again.
"I asked you, why are you so incapable of doing things? What are these junks used for?"
"What do you know?" Dayun was not afraid of the big cow this time. He raised his neck and replied: "You are a grown man, how do you understand the difficulties of living as a cook? This new home has just started, and the kitchen is Don’t leave anything behind, otherwise you’re going to eat raw meat and eat raw rice?”
Daniel was stunned, looked at the bare stove, and scratched his head, it seemed that this really made sense!
It's raining today, the third child is lying down unable to move, and Mrs. Sun can't go to town to buy these things alone. It seems that my wife is really thoughtful!
Over there, Sun and Yang Ruoqing were already squatting beside the pile of things sent by Dayun in surprise, listening to Dayun introducing the bottles and jars one by one.
"This is salt, this is oil, and this is the chili sauce I made myself."
"I know that grandma Qing'er just gave you fifty kilograms of rice with husks. I'm afraid you didn't have time to grind it. This is my family's new rice harvest this year. I grinded fifty kilograms of white rice and gave it to my parents. I brought ten kilograms for a taste, and I also brought ten kilograms for you to deal with emergencies first."
