Mu family's little lucky girl

Chapter 22
"Sister, tell me, is it my elder brother who is prettier, or him?"

Da Lang stomped two steps and ran in front of Xiao Muxuan, walked backwards, looked at him, and replied quickly: "I think this new brother looks better."

Mu Li held his chin with one hand, pretending to be thinking seriously.

Mu Qing is a gentle and handsome boy with sunshine, and this neighbor, although he has a gentle and refined temperament like jade, but gives people a feeling of coldness and aloofness, not easy to get close to.

Both have their own beauty.

For a while, Mu Li really couldn't tell who was better looking, she put her hand away, and said with a smile: "Why do you think about all these things? Earning money is the kingly way, good looks can't be eaten."

Xiao Muxuan was taken aback for a moment, then he and Xiao Dalang nodded solemnly.

Seeing them coming back, Mrs. Lin came out with a bowl in hand, "Did they take it?"

"Received."

Lin smiled, and went back to the main room to eat with a bowl. It was too hot outside, and it made people sweat profusely after a while.

When the whole family was eating in the main room, Mrs. Qin came to the house and called Xiao Dalang to come home for dinner, with an angry face on her face. When she saw Mrs. Lin and Old Man Mu, she first greeted them with a smile, and then turned her eyes to Dalang Xiao At that time, he became gloomy, and he was about to go home with his ears.

Xiao Dalang grinned in pain, Lin Shi and Mu Li hurried forward to pull them away, and said something again, Qin Shi just gave up, instead of dragging Xiao Dalang home, he gave Xiao Dalang a hard look when he went back.

Annoyed that he didn't know to go home for dinner at meal time.

After eating, Xiao Dalang and Xiao Muxuan helped clean up the dishes, Lin was in charge of washing the dishes and washing the pot, old man Mu started weaving baskets again, and Mu Li went to the ice cellar to get a piece of ice, smashed the ice cubes and put them together with the mulberries Serve chilled to keep the mulberries fresh.

The ice cubes were dug by her, her father and her brother in the upper reaches of the Qingling River last winter, and brought back. There is a cellar dug at home to store ice cubes, so that they can be used to cool off the summer heat next year.

After tidying up, Mu Li went to help old man Mu weave baskets.

Old man Mu was a well-known bamboo craftsman in the village when he was young. The baskets woven by his hands are not only beautiful, but also durable. Good baskets can be used for ten years without breaking.

Mu Li had learned this from old man Mu before, but since he hadn't contacted him for a long time, he became a little rusty, and his movements were a lot slower.

When Mrs. Lin saw her daughter helping, she wiped off the water on her hands, dragged a stool over, sat between old man Mu and Mu Li, and picked up bamboo strips to help.

When she first married Old Man Mu, Lin also tried to learn how to weave baskets, but they were all for fun, and the gaps between the bamboo strips in the baskets were large and loose, so they couldn't be used at first sight.

Not to mention selling it.

Sitting there, Lin wanted to help, but she couldn’t. She wanted her husband to teach her, but felt that her husband’s knitting time was wasted, so she sat there with the bamboo strips left by her husband and daughter, and started to knit slowly. adjusting.

Xiao Muxuan and Xiao Dalang thought it was fun and participated in it.

Xiao Muxuan picked up a bamboo stick and another bamboo stick, watching Mu Li's movements for a while, and then old man Mu's movements for a while, making gestures here and there.

Little looks very serious.

However, Old Man Mu was terrified.

This is a good bamboo strip, unlike the bamboo strips that fall to the ground, they don't feel bad when they are worn out.

Seeing that his son was about to harm the good bamboo strips without mercy, he slapped Xiao Muxuan on the back of his hand and weaved it without raising his head.

"Don't use this, use something that can't be used on the ground."

"Why?" Xiao Muxuan dissatisfied with puffed up cheeks.

"You don't know how to weave this. Isn't it wasteful to use bamboo strips? If you want to learn, start with these unwanted bamboo strips." Old man Mu told him while weaving skillfully.

Xiao Dalang's outstretched hand was silently retracted, and he obediently picked up the remaining bamboo sticks.

Lin Shi saw it with a smile, and said to Xiao Muxuan: "Mother tells you, come here."

Little Muxuan pursed her mouth, glanced slowly at Mrs. Lin's, then at Mu Li and Old Man Mu's, frowned and said, "Mother, you can't even hold an egg in this one, As soon as you put it on, it falls off."

"It's not as good as my sister's."

Although Mu Li weaves slowly, the victory is that the weave is tight and solid.

Old man Mu glanced at his wife, and said with a hearty smile: "Your sister learned to weave this from your father when she was young, but your mother has never done this job. Of course, she is not as good at weaving as your sister."

Lin smiled and glanced at her husband, not discouraged, and picked up the bamboo strips and started weaving.

Xiao Muxuan and Xiao Dalang started to learn how to weave baskets with the bamboo sticks they didn't use, one learned from Mu Li, and the other learned from Old Man Mu.

At the same time, after Chen Xiao ate the bowl of mixed noodles that he hadn't seen in 16 years, he started busy moving big boxes and small boxes in the yard.

Big boxes and small boxes are full of his books.

There were more than a dozen boxes, big and small, that filled the entire carriage.

very heavy.

The sun was in the sky, making him sweat profusely.

After a while, the whole back was soaked.

After Zhang tidied up her clothes and groceries, she was busy arranging the pots and pans in the kitchen.

The mother and son work together in a division of labor and are busy with their own tasks.

In fact, Gu Ting had already recruited a few servants to help them move, and bought a few maids to take care of their food and daily life, but Mrs. Zhang politely refused.

After Chen Xiao finished moving all the boxes, he collapsed on the ground tired. The boy's face was hot and red, and sweat flowed down his perfect handsome face to his impeccable chin.

Chen Xiao raised his hand to wipe off the sweat on his chin, dragged his tired body to open the box, took out the books inside, and put them on the shelf one by one according to the classification.

When building this house, Gu Ting was very thoughtful. He knew that the benefactor's son loved reading, and he also knew that the benefactor had placed infinite hopes on this son, so when he ordered people to build the house, he specially built a study room.

The study was built next to the west wing where Chen Xiao lived, and it was there as soon as he went out.

very close.

After the house was completed, Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but give all the cost of building the house to Gu Ting. Gu Ting repeatedly shied away from it, and also said that without the help of Chen Xiao's father, he would not be where he is today.

Now that the benefactor is dead, and the benefactor's family needs help, how can he accept the money?
Accepted, his conscience is disturbed.

But Mrs. Zhang insisted on giving it to him, and everything counts for the same. They couldn't accept Gu Ting's kindness with peace of mind just because Chen Xiao's father had helped him.

The sun was gradually sinking to the west, Mrs. Zhang tidied up, came to the door of the study, looked at Chen Xiao who was still arranging the books against the light, and asked with a smile: "Heng, are you done with your work?"

Chen Xiao glanced at Zhang who was standing against the light, "Not yet, there is still half left on the bookshelf."

"I'm tired after working all day, let's do the rest tomorrow."

Chen Xiao gave a "hmm", put away the remaining few books in his hands, and left the study room.

Mrs. Zhang had already changed into fresh clothes, and after Chen Xiao packed it up, he handed him a box of things.

Chen Xiao asked: "Mother, what are you?"

"Thank you." Mrs. Zhang explained with a light smile, "Today, at noon, the little girl came here to deliver food to us. We can't eat food for nothing. Before it's dark, go and deliver food to them now." go."

(End of this chapter)