The charming girl of the farm gate of crossing

Chapter 572

In fact, the rules in the country are not so big.

In the past, Mrs. Qian held back her daughter-in-law from returning to her natal home, mainly because she was afraid of spending money.

Now the second room has money by itself, and there is no need to reach out to the mother-in-law, and there is no need to look at her face.

It's just that the old men in the family are so busy that they have to cook on time and according to order. Although most of the housework is done by the eldest wife and mother, she is never idle.

Therefore, she was worried and worried, so she didn't want to go home.

But when He Xiner said this, Wang suddenly looked away, yes, she looked at her parents, who were not outsiders, so there was no need to choose her life.

"Oh, the family is so busy, how can mother go away."

"Hey, what a big deal. If mother is afraid of delaying cooking at noon, you can just go after lunch. Our family has a bullock cart, and it will take hours to go back and forth."

Wang's eyes lit up, and she grinned happily.

"It's still Xin'er who has a bright mind. Why can't mother think of such a little thing?"

"Hehe, hehe..."

It's such a trivial matter, but it's worth mentioning whether the brain is smart or not, her mother is so cute~
"Isn't mother worried about my grandma? Then make a thick jacket for my grandma. When it's finished, I'll let my father drive the ox cart sometime and accompany my mother to my grandma's house."

"Good, good, good".

After hearing her daughter's idea, Mrs. Wang was so happy that she shouted "Hello".

He Xiner couldn't laugh or cry~
"By the way, Xin'er and mother have a look, what kind of jacket can I make for your grandma."

Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Wang rushed to the end of the kang, opened the kang cabinet, took out all the fabrics inside, and put them on the kang one by one.

"Ah, you bought these materials for your mother, isn't it suitable for your grandma to wear?"

He Xin'er was also looking at these materials. The thin cotton cloth was not suitable for peasants to wear silk and satin, and they were not willing to wear it. Those who could wear fine cotton were all wealthy families.

These fabrics were indeed bought by He Xiner for her mother, at a glance: water red, pomegranate red, bright red, lake blue, bean green, and a dark green.

Hey!
It's really not suitable for her grandma to wear.

"Mother, don't worry, doesn't daddy go to town every day, why don't you ask daddy to buy some fabrics and come back tomorrow?"

"Hey, hey, yes, let your father buy it tomorrow."

Putting all the fabrics into the kang cabinet in a hurry, Wang stared at He Xin'er with shining eyes, and said solemnly, "Xin'er has an idea for your mother, what color should I buy for your grandma?"

uh~
Her mother is a little excited.

Come on, it's rare for my mother to be happy, so I don't do anything, let's be happy with my mother.

So, the two mothers were very excited, and had an in-depth discussion on the topic of what kind of jacket to make for her grandma.

Mrs. Wang is indeed a little excited. Every year in the cold winter, she misses her mother-in-law, but their second room doesn't have a penny of private money. She wants to make a jacket for her mother-in-law, but she can't do it.

Now that I can decide on my own to buy materials for my mother to make a padded jacket, I am naturally very excited.

The couple happily chatted for a long time, until it was time to cook, the couple suspended the discussion and went to the kitchen.

Nowadays, there are not many dishes that can be eaten, either cabbage or radishes and potatoes, no matter how you cook them in different ways, He Xiner will get tired of eating them.

The garlic yellow in the vegetable garden is still uneaten, and there are no fresh vegetables~
depressed.

Mrs. Wang was cooking, and He Xiner was lighting the fire, but her mind kept wandering.

"Xin'er, what are you thinking? Be careful not to let the fire fall out."

"It's nothing, I just eat cabbage, radish, and potatoes all the time, enough."

"There are only these in winter, why don't you go and buy a piece of tofu?"

There is no one in Yejia Village who makes tofu, but Ling Village does. Every day, they push carts and sell them in several nearby villages.

(End of this chapter)