The rainy season is here, and it rains endlessly every day from morning to night.
In the first two days, everyone still welcomed the rain.
This is because there has been more drought since the twelfth lunar month this year.
I was plowing the fields a while ago, and the water in the ditches dried up, and the soil in the ground was as hard as the stones in the latrine.
In the end, Li Zheng from several nearby villages sat together to discuss and opened the reservoir at Zhengjia Village upstream to divert water for irrigation.
In those days, the men in every household in the village almost never rested day or night. You had to stare and watch. If you were not there when it was your turn to water the fields, you would probably be intercepted by others.
Therefore, in those days, the villagers often had conflicts over the water source. The quarrels were frequent and serious. Seven aunts and eight aunts were dispatched from both sides, and they almost got into a fight with hoes and poles.
Fortunately, Yang Huazhong was working day and night in the fields to deal with these disputes and coordinate irrigation issues, so there was no bloodshed over irrigation in the huge Changping Village.
But Lijiacun and other villages are not so good...
So now the rainy season is here, and everyone says that the rain comes in time and is as expensive as oil.
Especially since the early rice has just been planted in the fields and has been moistened by several rains, this year's harvest will definitely be good.
However, the rain came one after another, like rushing to a party, without end.
The weather never cleared up, and the clothes I washed couldn't be dried at all. It wouldn't matter if it was a cold day. I would change my clothes again in ten and a half months at most.
But it happens to be a hot summer, so I have to change it every day, otherwise the smell of sweat will be unbearable and it will go rancid wherever I go.
"This life is really difficult. Not only are the clothes not drying, but the corners and floors of the house are damp, and water can be squeezed out of the bed and quilt..."
After breakfast, with nothing to do, Bao Suyun and Liu came to visit Sun.
Ms. Liu specially wore wooden clogs and held an umbrella to do the household chores, but Bao Suyun and Cao Bamei were different. They all carried sewing baskets in their hands, and they all gathered together to talk and do needlework.
"Eight sisters, it stands to reason that your house has paved floor tiles, so it shouldn't be wet. Even if it's wet, it's still our place. It's all mud. Walking on it now is like walking in mud."
Ms. Liu threw a handful of melon seeds into her mouth and asked in surprise while eating them.
At the same time, the melon seed meat is eaten in the stomach, and the melon seed shell can be spit out from the other side of the mouth.
I have to say, she really has a clever tongue!
Cao Bamei said: "Four Aunt, you don't know, the floor tiles are still damp. The water vapor seeps out from the ground. The gaps in the floor tiles are not so tight, and the house smells like mud."
"Hey, it's almost the same. It's a hard life!" Bao Suyun also shook his head.
Things are like this at home. I wonder how the children and grandchildren in the county are doing.
"Third sister-in-law, your place is more comfortable and not damp at all."
Mrs. Liu kicked the stone floor under her feet vigorously and boasted.
Sun smiled and said, "This was a plan between Qing'er and his father when they first built the house. Maybe they did something underneath!"
Cao Bamei said: "This weather is the most comfortable for the Luo family. When I met Qing'er earlier, she asked me to send all the washed clothes to her warehouse to dry. They were dried in one day. I will send them over later."
Bao Suyun and Sun both laughed because they also sent it over.
The Luo family has several warehouses, specially designed for storing different things.
One of the warehouses was built specifically for drying clothes on rainy days and winter. It was spacious and bright. When the doors and windows were opened, it was very ventilated. When the doors and windows were closed, the inside was very dry.
In this weather, Qing'er was burning fruit charcoal and incense inside, and soon after people walked in, they were sweating profusely and their mouths were dry.
Put your clothes inside, even if they are so wet that you can wring out the water, they will dry out in a day at most.
Therefore, when other people in the village did not have clean clothes to change, Sun and Bao Suyun would not worry about it at all.
While everyone was talking about hanging clothes to dry, Ms. Liu suddenly covered her mouth and started laughing.
"Four Aunt, why are you laughing? It's inexplicable." Cao Bamei asked.
Mrs. Liu put down her hand, "I suddenly thought of your breast. She has been hiding in the house these days and cannot come out. Her upper body is covered, but her lower body is probably bare."
"Ah? Why is this like this?" Cao Bamei asked.
Sun and Bao Suyun also looked at Liu in confusion.
The old lady is eating and drinking with the fourth room this month, so Liu is also in charge of the bathing.
"The fourth child and I can't get enough of our clothes, and the old lady is the same, too. We've taken out all the winter clothes from the cupboard and made do."
"Ah? Is there such a thing? Later I will give my mother two sets of my clothes so that she can cope with it." Bao Suyun said hurriedly.
Mrs. Liu waved her hand: "Don't, I gave her mine, and she was disgusted with it, as if there was something wrong with us people."
Mrs. Sun said: "Don't give it away. My mother is a bit particular about this. She never shares clothes, washbasins, bathtubs, etc. with others."
"Then what should we do? We can't cover the bed with our buttocks naked, right?" Bao Suyun asked again.
Sun smiled bitterly: "What else can we do? I just hope it will clear up soon!"
Cao Bamei suggested to Mrs. Liu: "Fourth Aunt, please send your clothes to Qing'er to dry."
Mrs. Liu said: "I'm lazy. There are too many clothes. I have to carry them with a pole. It's wet and slippery all the way. It's better to just hang them in the house to dry. They'll always be dry."
"Fourth Aunt, you are so lazy, you can sell it. For one penny and a pound of laziness, you can sell it for ten taels of silver!"
The person who entered the room with the teasing voice was Yang Ruoqing.
She put away the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, gently shook the water droplets on it, placed it at the door, and entered the main room with a smile.
"Yeah, Qing'er is here."
"Qing'er, I'm so lazy to sell you, will you accept it? Let the fourth aunt earn some money to spend." Mrs. Liu raised her head and joked with Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and smiled, "I won't accept it either, because I'm lazy enough to sell it, and we are in the same industry."
Ms. Liu said with a smile: "We are enemies in the same industry, so why don't you sit next to me?"
Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows: "If you ask me to sit down, I won't even sit next to my fourth aunt. I haven't changed my clothes for three days. When I came in, I smelled the smell of old noodles and steamed buns, cluck..."
Mrs. Liu smiled and spat: "Oh, Qing'er, you are such a bad girl, the fourth aunt in this room is the only honest person, you pick out honest people to bully!"
Cao Bamei joked: "Fourth Aunt, things are going bad these days, old noodle steamed buns are a rare thing, and many people in the village can hardly afford to eat wild vegetable steamed buns!"
Liu straightened her back, "Oh? So, I'm still a rare thing?"
Yang Ruoqing came over, held Mrs. Liu's shoulders with both hands, and behaved affectionately, "Isn't that right? You are the treasure of our family."
Everyone started laughing, and the atmosphere in the hall was extremely relaxed and cheerful.
