Zhao Ping immediately pinched his mother hard. After a while, her mother finally woke up, staring straight at the roof without saying anything.
My aunt immediately confessed. The uncle covered his head, lowered his head, looked at the ground, and then kept beating his chest, murmuring: "Brother is incompetent, brother is incompetent. Now after the discussion at the Lijia Village clan meeting, you are not Li The people named Li in Jiacun have been expelled."
The aunt took out a box, put it on the table and said: "Here is the mutual aid fee you gave to Lijiacun. It is ninety taels in total for nine years. In addition, Lijiacun will give you another hundred taels, making a total of two hundred taels of silver. Here is another two hundred strings given to you by my brothers, it’s a little thought from my brother, I hope Yueniang doesn’t mind.”
The uncle and aunt looked at each other, looked at Zhao Ping and then at Li Hanmei, and then said: "Yue Niang, Ping'er and Mei'er are about the same age. Let's do this, we will get engaged today."
Li Hanmei suddenly opened the door to the living room, hid her face and rushed out crying. She staggered and cried while running. She was suddenly caught by her skirt and fell to the ground.
It seems that this cousin doesn't like herself very much, and the two maids are better.
The aunt gave her uncle a hard look, then ran out to help Li Hanmei.
My mother was in a daze, but when she heard this, she suddenly woke up, waved her hands and said word by word: "Brother, there is no need to be like this, now is not the time to get engaged."
The uncle wanted to say something else, but the aunt turned around and glared at him fiercely, and then said to her mother: "Yue Niang, we have something to do at the restaurant today, let's talk about it another day. By the way, Ping'er's best to go to the county official school for his future studies."
My uncle's family felt resentful and they probably felt that they were losing face, so they left without eating.
Zhao Ping discovered that his aunt took her daughter away first, and her uncle followed behind dejectedly.
Aunt and uncle are not of the same mind!
After his uncle left, Wu Tian took the dark tablecloth and sighed and said, "This tablecloth is too dirty. I can't wash it clean, so I have to throw it away."
Zhao Ping had a flash of inspiration and said, "Grandma Wu, there's no need to throw it away. I have a way to make it clean."
Why did Wu Tianshi believe it? He said: "I have washed it many times with alkali, hot water, and soap locust, but it has not been cleaned. How can Xiaolangjun do it?"
Zhao Ping nodded and said, "As long as you listen to my command."
Under Zhao Ping's command, Wu Di and Wu Yun poured lime into two pots in Wu's yard.
Wait until the lime boils and cools, then pour the same weight of alkali and stir continuously with a wooden stick. At this time, a large amount of precipitated calcium carbonate will be produced in the lime water.
Then Zhao Ping asked them to filter it with white cloth, and put the filtrate in a clay jar. This is the sodium hydroxide solution.
The aroma of boiling lard came from the kitchen that made Wu Yilang and Wu Erlang drool. It was Wu Tian's and Wu Zhou's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law boiling the oil, and filtering impurities such as oil residue with white cloth.
Wu Jie and Wu Yun father and son used fine carbon and coarse salt to stir and saturate, then filtered and charcoal powder to make snow salt.
Half an hour later, Wu Tian, Wu Yun and his son used all their strength to lift a bucket of boiled and filtered lard.
After the temperature of the boiled lard and sodium hydroxide solution dropped to the point where it was no longer hot to the touch, Zhao Ping asked them to stir the two together, and then use a wooden stick to stir evenly.
By this time, it was almost dark. Zhao Ping told him not to move and waited for the two to saponify, so he couldn't help but go to rest with his eyelids fighting.
The next day, a man named Deng Xiong shouted in the courtyard outside the gate with a frightened and sad voice: "Steward Wu, Uncle Xia is gone, Uncle Xia is gone."
Wu Jie was stunned for a moment and immediately replied: "Really? Then I'll go and have a look."
Zhao Ping heard this and went out.
About a hundred steps away from Zhaojiazhuang, there is a house that is not a house.
It uses yellow jujube trees as supports, a straw canopy as the roof, and fences as the walls, which can barely keep out the wind and rain!
There is only one room in the whole house!
Before Zhao Ping arrived, he smelled a strong sour smell and there were many people inside and outside.
Zhao Ping endured the discomfort and walked over.
When everyone saw that Xiao Langjun was coming, they all made way. When the housekeeper saw Zhao Ping coming, he frowned and opened his mouth several times, but finally did not speak.
Some tenants shed tears and sighed: "What a sin. He starved to death alive. His stomach must be full of Guanyin rice (a kind of beige soft soil)."
Others said: "Does the master really not care about us today?"
"Yes, I wonder if the master has any ideas."
"I heard that the master's family was also emptied of the granary due to the government's tax collection. Otherwise, at this time before, we would have to borrow grain to help our family make ends meet."
"My mother's father-in-law has also gone, and she has no relatives. What will she do?" Zhao Ping thought to himself, Zhaojiazhuang has become the last resort of the tenants.
Entering inside, Zhao Ping saw an old man with wrinkled face and snow-white hair lying quietly on the bed.
There was a little lady with a greasy face standing beside the bed, shaking the old man constantly, hoping to wake him up: "Weng Weng, wake up... Weng Weng, I'm hungry."
But she didn't know that the old man was dead. His little hands were still shaking and he kept shouting, but her voice became smaller and smaller.
Zhao Ping saw a small wooden cabinet and three stone stoves.
There are two bowls on the cabinet. One bowl has yellow mud, and the other bowl has a rice grain.
The housekeeper kept beating his chest and cried: "It's all my fault, I have harmed Xia Weng!"
A woman next to her suddenly screamed: "My little lady fainted."
Zhao Ping suddenly felt a surge of blood in his brain. He subconsciously put his hands on the girl on his back and ran towards home, followed by many tenants surrounding him.
In the yard, Wu Tianshi glanced at the girl and said, "She fainted from hunger. Now I can only feed her some rice soup or gruel." After saying that, he took out a bowl of rice soup, held the girl in his arms and pried open her mouth. , feed her with a spoon.
Although the girl was in a coma, she actually ate with gusto and drank a bowl of rice soup cleanly.
This is when my mother has come over, looking at her with tearful eyes, wiping her eyes with a handkerchief.
Wu Tianshi also wiped his red and swollen eyes.
Zhao Ping pulled his mother's sleeve, looked at Wu Tian's sleeping daughter and said, "Mother, I am so lonely. I don't have a sister yet. Can I have a sister?"
The mother looked at Zhao Ping for a few times, pondered for a while, then turned to Wu Jie and said: "Since this little mother's relatives are no longer here, let Zhaojiazhuang raise her, and we will be responsible for the burial of Xia Weng. Uncle Wu, I will go to the county seat tomorrow. Purchase a batch of grain, and then temporarily lend three measures of grain to each household."
Zhao Ping only saw Wu Tian's mouth move, and was glared at by Wu Jie several times, but in the end he remained silent.
I didn’t expect that this year it would really be rainy and leaky. This terrible weather would only reduce food production. Not only did the government urge us to pay taxes, but unscrupulous profiteers took advantage of the dry weather to double the price of food.
Watching her kind-hearted mother invest the few copper coins she had at home to buy food for the tenants, Wu Tian had to worry that she, a so-called landlord, would also be unable to take the blame.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ping couldn't wait and hurried to the hut in Wu's yard yesterday. He saw a layer of cream floating on it and couldn't help but be overjoyed. This was soap.
However, it still has some sodium hydroxide in it. Sodium hydroxide is an extremely corrosive alkali that will burn your hands, not to mention damage your skin, so you must find a way to remove it.
Zhao Ping shouted, and everyone came in one after another not knowing what was going on.
Everyone was amazed when they saw something floating on the jar, but they didn't know what it was.
Under Zhao Pingyong's command, everyone put the creamy substance into another jar of saturated table salt to remove the remaining highly corrosive sodium hydroxide. After half an hour, they finally took it out and put it in the jar. in a bowl.
Seeing everyone's baffled look, Zhao Ping said to Wu Tianshi: "Granny Wu, take a tablecloth, the dirtiest kind." Wu Tianshi soon brought a shiny black tablecloth with eyes. Looking at Zhao Ping, he didn't know what to do.
Zhao Ping said: "Take a little of this thing with chopsticks, then rub it fully on the tablecloth, rub it a few more times, and wash it twice with clean water to try."
Wu Tian followed Zhao Ping's instructions, and a miracle happened. The tablecloth that could only be thrown away after finishing it was now as clean as new.
While everyone was stunned, Zhao Ping said again: "Ms. Xia is dirty and smelly. Please use this to wash her with Granny Wu. The amount should be as small as possible. Just apply it lightly on the whole body. Remember more." It might actually harm her delicate body."
At this time, Wu Tian's and Wu Zhou's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law brought a shy, strange, delicate and fair child to the crowd. Zhao Ping seemed to be familiar with this person, pointed at her and asked: "She who is that?"
Wu Tianshi and Wu Zhoushi looked at each other. Wu Zhoushi took out a penny and gave it to Wu Tianshi. Wu Tianshi took it and threw it in the air. Then she caught it and laughed loudly: "I told you, I'll wash my hands." No one could recognize her after she was cleansed. This young lady hadn’t taken a bath for half a year and had used three buckets of water. Xifu said that she could recognize them all, and so could the young man, so they shut them down once. With only one penny, I didn’t expect that I succeeded. This is a good sign, Lang Jun’s fairy tale will definitely sell well.”
As the housekeeper's wife, she probably knew that everyone was at the end of their rope. She couldn't help but shed tears. Then she looked at Zhao Ping and asked, "Little Prince, I wonder if this fairy has a name."
Seeing everyone looking at him, Zhao Ping nodded and said, "This is called Immortal Soap."
Wu Tianshi scratched his body and said sheepishly: "I feel like my body is not clean now. No, I will go and wash it now." After saying that, he got up in a hurry.
After a stick of incense, the radiant Wu Tianshi said to the housekeeper: "My lord, look at how your wife feels now compared to before she took a bath."
Wu Jie looked at it carefully and then said excitedly: "The skin has become smoother and more delicate, and the person looks younger. It seems that the fairy soap not only has a good cleaning effect, but also has a beautifying effect."
Seeing how effective this fairy soap was, everyone wanted to take a bath again, including of course my mother and Zhao Ping himself.
"It doesn't matter what dirt is on your body. After using fairy soap, it becomes white and shiny. The dark clouds are washed away and the blue sky appears. The vomiting rag is replaced by a new one."
Just as Zhao Ping was shaking his head and reciting his latest work, his ears suddenly felt pain, and he couldn't help but make ouch ouch sounds.
"What kind of doggerel is this? It has no poetic or beautiful artistic conception. How did my mother give birth to such a mischievous boy like you?"
