Eldest daughter

Chapter 39
Because she wanted to make fermented bean curd as soon as possible, Wang Yuaner woke up early the next morning and saw the bright sun, so she hurriedly prepared the morning meal, and after calling the family to use it, she went into the stove for a while. busy.

"What are you looking at?"

Wang Min'er stretched her neck to look into the stove, suddenly there was a cold air around her neck and a gloomy question, which made her scream out of fright.

Looking back, it was that dead girl Wang Qing'er, who couldn't help stretching out her hand to pinch her face, scolding angrily: "Wang Qing'er, people scare people, scare people to death, is there something wrong with you?"

Wang Qing'er dodged her evil hands with a smile, and hummed with her mouth curled up: "Who made you sneak around here? If it wasn't for your guilty conscience, you would still be afraid of being intimidated?"

"Who has a ghost in his heart? Is this stove room the house of yours?" Wang Min'er was a little guilty, and pretended to be calm and dropped a sentence, imitating those young ladies in the city, shaking her handkerchief and stomping her feet: "I'm not It's not rare to see!"

Wang Qing'er looked at her wearing a bijia with mouse fur trim and a matching pleated skirt, her eyes became hot for a while, and she stomped her feet and walked two steps with her waist twisted, and with a bah, she turned her head and went into the kitchen.

"Sister, I saw you busy early in the morning, what are you doing?" Wang Qing'er sat listlessly in front of the stove, took a poker and fiddled with the firewood next to her.

"What I make is a good thing, a good thing that will make a lot of money in the future." Wang Yuaner replied mysteriously while wielding the kitchen knife, and then asked, "Why, what did you argue with Miner just now?"

"I see her sneaking around the door." Wang Qing'er curled her lips, and said sourly: "Sister, can you see what she is wearing today? Tsk, she really doesn't look like a prince in a dragon robe, but really Ugly."

Wang Yuan'er glanced at her and said with a smile, "Hey, why did I smell sour!"

"Sister!" Wang Qing'er glared angrily.

"Okay, it's someone else's. In the future, if we earn money, we'll buy it for you. It's done." Wang Yuan'er said angrily.

"Then I want the yellow one. Yellow suits me." Wang Qing'er immediately climbed up the pole and climbed up: "Sister, is there anyone I can help with?"

"Here, chop some peppers for me, chop them into pieces!" Wang Yuan'er pouted at the red peppers in the bowl beside her.

The tofu was not dried in the sun, so it would not be possible to make it for a while, so Wang Yuan'er thought about chopping up the chili as a powder sample for later use.

The two sisters were busy talking and laughing in the kitchen, which was very warm.

Wang Yuan'er quickly cut the few bottles of tofu he bought into small cubes, then took out the dense dustpan made by his grandfather himself, washed it and dried it, and put the tofu cubes neatly into it.

This kind of dustpan is different from the deep one. People in rural areas often have to dry their goods in the sun. Basically, every family has a flat weaving dustpan, also called a sun-drying dustpan. There are dense ones and sparse ones.

The houses of the people in Changle Town and the surrounding areas are basically flat roofs, except for the sloping roofs built by the big families, in order to facilitate the drying of things on the roof.

So, after stacking all the tofu pieces, Wang Yuan'er took the ladder, climbed up to the roof, and put the drying dustpan containing the tofu in the sun to dry.

After putting away the dustpan, Wang Yuaner wiped his hands on the apron, and simply sat on the roof overlooking the entire Changle Town, peaceful and quiet, his eyes fell on the tall Changle Mountain, and his lips pursed unconsciously.

Who would have thought that such a Changle Mountain would have such a sudden and violent mountain flood that would destroy the entire town, so they had to find a way to relocate!

(End of this chapter)