More than an hour later, Shi Qinghuan finished cutting the last radish, and then she asked Wang Ailan, who was squatting on the ground rubbing the radish strips, "Aunt Wang, do you need my help to rub the radish strips?"
"No, I can do this myself. Sit down and take a rest. Don't tire yourself out. You are still a patient now."
"Okay." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, he went to the kitchen to wash his hands, and then returned to the living room to sit and watch Wang Ailan knead the radish strips.
After Wang Ailan had kneaded all the radish strips, she asked Wang Ailan: "Aunt Wang, how long do you need to salt these radish strips?"
"One night, this way you can pickle the water out of the radish."
"Oh, then I'll come and help you dry the radish sticks tomorrow morning."
"No, you can take the toilet radish strips home to dry in a while. After the dried radish is dried, I will teach you how to pickle the dried radish."
Shi Qinghuan said hello after hearing Wang Ailan's words, then she looked at the time and saw that it was already four o'clock, so she said to Wang Ailan: "Aunt Wang, it's almost time to pick up Xiaofu, I'll go back first Gone home."
"Wait a moment."
"What's wrong?"
"You forgot something." After Wang Ailan finished speaking, she took out a note from her pocket and handed it to Shi Qinghuan.
After Shi Qinghuan took the note from Wang Ailan, she opened it and read it carefully.
After she read the note, she realized that what Wang Ailan had given her was a list with ingredients for Northeastern stew, and then she said to Wang Ailan: "Thank you, Aunt Wang."
"You're welcome. Remember to add coal to the stove before going to bed at night. Also, go to bed early and don't stay up late."
"I understand, then I'll go home first." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, she picked up the bucket of radish sticks Wang Ailan gave her and walked out of the house.
After she left the house, she quickened her pace and walked towards home.
A few minutes later, Shi Qinghuan returned home. She first found a basin and fastened it to the bucket to prevent the little cutie from getting into the bucket at night. Then she went to the kitchen to make dinner.
Since she had a cold today, she did not cook. Instead, she cooked a large pot of millet porridge. Then she took out a bag of mustard shreds from the space, and a simple and appetizing dinner was ready.
After more than ten minutes, Shi Qinghuan finished her dinner. Then she put away the dishes and took them to the kitchen to wash them. Then she carried hot water into the space to take a shower.
After she took a shower and came out of the space, she looked at the clock hanging on the wall. Seeing that it was only seven o'clock, she planned to write a story for a while, because she really couldn't sleep at this point.
So instead of lying in bed, she might as well sit at the table and write a story, and try to finish it this month, so that her book can be published, and maybe she will have a lot of extra income by then.
Shi Qinghuan smiled happily thinking of this.
So after she dried her hair, she put on the down jacket she took out from the space, and attached two warmers to her wrists, and then she sat down at the table to write a story.
After more than an hour, Shi Qinghuan finished writing the plot of this unit. Then she stretched her body and turned her head to look at the alarm clock on the bedside.
Then she saw that the hour hand of the alarm clock was about to point to nine. No wonder she became sleepier and sleepier as she wrote. It was time for her to sleep.
So she capped the pen, got up and went to the bathroom to solve some personal problems, and then she went to bed.
