The second silly daughter-in-law who likes to cultivate the fertile fields

Chapter 594 Trying to Make Soap (3)

Du Xiaozhu saw that his husband was not angry anymore, so he jumped up and hugged his arm, rubbing his cheek on his arm before saying, "Sister, don't be angry, let's go out together, don't be so cold It won’t be easy.”

When Yang Xiuning heard what he said, he didn't object, but just casually put on the gauze that had just been filtered out of the plant ash, so as not to burn her again.

But Du Xiaozhu regretted it in his heart. When he bought this thing, why didn't he think of buying a pot for boiling medicine? His own handle and spout are more useful than this crock pot.

It seems that I have to go to the town tomorrow. Anyway, making soap is not something that can be done in a day or two, so it is better to order this tool while you have it.

And chopsticks are not good enough for stirring. Waiting to cut wider bamboo slices, the chopsticks are too thin, not to mention uneven mixing, and it is too tiring.

After thinking about this, Du Xiaozhu squatted by the small stove. Yang Xiuning was going to help her do the cast, but Du Xiaozhu insisted on doing it himself, saying that he wanted to experience the sense of accomplishment.

I had no choice but to hand over the gauze to her, and let her wrap it up before carrying the jar.

Yang Xiuning could only think in his heart, as long as the young daughter-in-law was happy and would not hurt him, he would let her go.

Although the soap liquid that was made for the first time was not much, but the ten wooden molds were filled and there was still some leftovers. It was a pity for Du Xiaozhu to watch the remaining soap liquid in this pot fall away at night. .

I saw her enter the room and search around, finally took out a teacup from the table, poured all the remaining soap liquid into it, and it was only half of the cup.

Seeing that all these things were installed, Du Xiaozhu satisfactorily moved all the molds to the only table in the house, thinking that her girlfriends would wrap plastic wrap on them when making soap before, where would she find such things in this era To go, I had to wash the gauze again and put it in the yard to dry, thinking about going back and covering it with gauze.

After tidying up the things that were just used, the cleaning work was naturally done by Yang Xiuning, but Du Xiaozhu picked up all the ashes from the burnt plants and trees in the stove. There is no sieve in this place, so naturally there is no way to sift it, so I had to use Pick out the big pieces with your hands, pour all the others into the crock, and soak them in clean water.

She has already decided that since she has to go up the mountain every morning anyway, it is better to sift the plant ash at home at night, and just soak them in the morning when she goes up to the mountain to practice, so that there will always be plant ash water available.

Moreover, she bought a lot of pots and pans, so she has to use them, doesn't she?
Yang Xiuning saw her mysteriously tinkering with these things, although he didn't know what she was doing, he didn't ask, he just helped out when it was suitable.

In the evening, Du Xiaozhu was overjoyed to see that the soap liquid in the mold showed some signs of solidification, thinking that he might be able to see the finished soap when he went up the mountain tomorrow, and he was even more overjoyed.

Even when the two went down the mountain hand in hand, they couldn't hold back their smiles when they got home.

Seeing such a change, Du Xiaozhu was reluctant to leave. If it wasn't for the darkening sky, the mountain road would be even more difficult if he didn't go down the mountain. Du Xiaozhu still wanted to stay for a while.

When the two returned to Yang's house, it was almost dark, and some houses on Shen Road had already lit oil lamps.

As soon as he entered the house, Du Xiaozhu found that there seemed to be something wrong with the atmosphere.

The whole courtyard was so quiet that even his own breathing could be heard clearly. Normally, this time should be the time when Widow Yang directed his wife and daughter to prepare dinner, but at this time, let alone the kitchen, they were not even found in the courtyard. silhouette.

(End of this chapter)