After transmigrating into a stepmother, I transformed my whole family to work on farming

Chapter 7 Rubbing the Rope

Throughout the afternoon, Qin Yao didn't stop, and kept busy in front of and behind the house.

After drying the quilt, the bed board and the straw on the bed are all removed, and they are taken to the door of the house to dry.

There was an episode in the middle. When Qin Yao turned over the straw, he actually pulled out a nest of dead mice. It was extremely exciting.

After finishing this, I took a bamboo pole and made a broom to sweep the cobwebs and shovel the wall skin. The mud fell down, and the wall became thinner visible to the naked eye.

The quality of this tofu dregs, not to mention heavy snow, can be washed away by a burst of heavy rain!

"What kind of life did you live in the past? Is this a human life?" Once again, Qin Yao couldn't help but complained about being covered in ashes from the fallen wall mud.

This is not the end of the world where natural disaster zombies take turns. It is unbelievable that such a good life can be lived like this.

The brothers and sisters of the Liu family, who had already been washed, blushed when they heard the words, and lowered their heads in shame. Their bare feet curled up with their toes, trying to scratch the floor.

Because Liu Ji's father doesn't care about things, the children don't know how to clean themselves up, and the children in the village don't play with them, thinking they are dirty and smelly.

Even if they didn't do anything, but just walked closer to everyone, they would still be scolded.

Living in such an environment full of malicious discrimination since childhood, the four brothers and sisters are very sensitive, and it is inevitable to think too much. Feeling that Qin Yao dislikes them, she silently took two steps back.

Qin Yao cleaned the wall and felt the wind, so she hurriedly pressed all the straw spread out to dry with a bed board to prevent it from being blown everywhere.

After doing this, when he turned around, he saw the four children looking at him in shame and angrily.

"What's wrong?" Qin Yao was a little confused. She didn't hurt them, right?

The four siblings shook their heads together.

Qin Yao wiped her sweat and put her hips on her hips, and asked Da Lang, "Do you know where there is dry straw?"

Da Lang nodded and asked Qin Yao what he wanted the straw for. Qin Yao silently pointed to their bare feet, as well as the rotten straw sandals on his feet that could fall apart at any time.

Dalang understood, Erlang, Sanlang and Siniang's eyes lit up. Does the stepmother want to make straw sandals for them?

In the late end of the world, resources are scarce, and even a pair of shoes can become a competition for resources.

An old man lived next door to Qin Yao, who specialized in weaving straw sandals and selling them in exchange for supplies. When she was free after finishing her tasks, she learned a few tricks from her.

Although it is not as exquisite as the ones sold in the market, it is no problem for daily wear.

Qin Yao followed Dalang and Erlang, sneaking like thieves, to the rice field that Old Man Liu had just harvested. There were still a few piles of straw that he had not had time to move back.

Qin Yao raised her eyebrows, "Is it okay to take it away?"

Da Lang didn't speak, but it could be seen from his proficient hand speed that he usually did this kind of thing.

Erlang said confidently: "Father said, what belongs to grandpa belongs to him, and what belongs to him belongs to our brothers. It's only natural to take what belongs to us."

Qin Yao was stunned, what Liu Ji taught was all nonsense!

But looking at the handful of straw in her arms, Qin Yao chose to shut up.

He signaled the two brothers to hurry up, and the three mothers each held a large handful of straw, and disappeared into the field in a short time.

Liu Ji's house is remote, and when they got near the house, the three of them slowed down, mainly because the two little ones behind Qin Yao couldn't keep up, and they seemed to be gasping for breath. The taro they just ate at noon had been digested during this trip.

"You, how did you run so fast?" Da Lang asked curiously out of breath.

Qin Yao answered solemnly: "Because I am bigger than you and have longer legs."

Da Lang didn't believe it, but he didn't dare to ask more.

Erlang took a breath, and took two quick steps to catch up with Qin Yao, "Do you want to make shoes for us? You can also weave straw sandals?"

This job is only done by the old people in the village. He and his brother also wanted to steal a lesson before, so they were almost beaten up.

Qin Yao stopped suddenly.

The two brothers who were following her stopped hurriedly so as not to hit her stomach.

But his tanned face was still a little red, "What, what's wrong?"

Qin Yao held all the straw with one hand, and with one hand free, she lightly slapped one person on the head, "What are you, your, your, so rude, you have to call me aunt."

The two stayed together, and then felt a sense of relief, and called out: "Auntie."

Qin Yao smiled with satisfaction, "It's almost the same. When you get home, put down the straw and help me tear off the outer layer of brittle, leaving only the strongest in the middle."

The two brothers let out a cry and put the straw under the eaves.

They are all very obedient children, Qin Yao is secretly satisfied.

In fact, let them call her mother, not to mention that they don't like it, and she herself is uncomfortable, so the title of aunt is quite good.

Sanlang and Si Niang, who were waiting for them to come back in the house, heard the movement at the door of the house, opened the door and walked out. Qin Yao stopped the brother and sister and asked them to call her aunt directly from now on.

Sanlang was a little confused, didn't he want to call her mother?

Erlang glared at his brother, idiot, it's fine to be called aunt, they still have their own mother, who wants to call an unfamiliar woman as mother.

Da Lang patted the broken straw on his hands, came to San Lang and Siniang, and urged them: "San Lang and Siniang, call Auntie."

Saburo said, "Auntie."

Qin Yao responded with a "Hey" and touched his little head, "Go and help me look at the dried straw. Don't let the wind blow them away."

After receiving his task, Saburo smiled shyly, nodded, happily picked up a small firewood to make a stick, stood by the straw pile, and looked at them seriously.

But Si Niang suddenly rushed over, hugged Qin Yao, and said in a crying voice: "I want A Niang, I want A Niang, I want A Niang!"

Da Lang looked at Qin Yao awkwardly. His sister was too young to reason, and Qin Yao was right in front of him. They were just about to make straw sandals for them, but he said that she was not their mother and asked his sister to stop making trouble. It didn't seem right. good.

Qin Yao sighed softly, waved her hand to signal the troubled young boy in front of her to tear the straw, and gently pulled the small pendant on her thigh away, coaxing her:
"You can call me Aniang, you can call me Auntie, you can call me whatever you want. Just be good, okay?"

Si Niang immediately raised her little hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and smiled brightly at Qin Yao, "Yeah."

"Si Niang is such a good baby." Qin Yao gently wiped away the tears on her face, pointed to the threshold, gave her a small handful of straw as a toy, and told her to sit obediently and watch everyone work, and not to run around.

There is no yard or fence at home, and children can run away in a blink of an eye, so they have to be watched under the nose to be at ease.

After setting up the small ones, Qin Yao led the two big ones and started weaving straw sandals.

There is a special shelf for making shoes, but the current conditions do not allow it, so Qin Yao cut a few branches with a hatchet and used them as supports, but they can also be weaved.

To make straw sandals, you must first process the straw and weave it all into thin strands of straw rope, which can then be placed on a shelf and woven into straw sandals.

Dalang and Erlang were weak, and the rope they twisted was very loose. They could only help with the pretreatment of the straw, and Qin Yao did the rest by himself.

All afternoon, Qin Yao was rubbing the rope until sparks appeared in the palms of her hands, before she finished rubbing all the straw that she brought today.

The sun was slanting westward, and the rope was rolled up and put in the house first. Qin Yao didn't have time to drink a sip of water, so she immediately called the children in the family to move the fluffy bedding and straw back to the house, and remade two beds.

On the side of the main house, half of the bed boards were removed and only a single bed was laid, and the space immediately became larger. The low table used as a dining table was placed in the middle of the room, and this side became a multifunctional activity space.

The four children slept alone in the hut. Qin Yao brought the bed boards removed from the main house and widened the bed so that the four children would not be crowded when they slept together.

The freshly made bed smelled of straw and sunshine. Siniang climbed onto the bed and rolled around, saying in surprise: "Mom, it's so soft~"

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