Rebirth of the Pastoral Wife

Chapter 85 Preparations before the Chinese New Year (3)
"Okay, then I'll go to the town to buy some snacks for my younger brothers and sisters to take home. Sister-in-law, do you have anything to buy?"

"No, I'll go with you, buy some things and go home...Let's go!"

Go to the side room behind the restaurant, take out a thick tamarin cloak from it, put it on before leaving.

A few days ago, Baoniang and Chun Geng lived in the few houses behind the restaurant. After all, those houses in the restaurant were occupied by residents. Some time ago, they lived in because the houses at the back were not cleaned up.

Now that everything has been cleaned up, I can't live anymore.

Holding the money bag, Baoniang and Chun Geng searched all the way and bought a lot of things.

The Chinese New Year is coming, and there are a lot of things to prepare at home, so Bao Niang bought more.

At this time, the price has increased a bit, but it is not a problem, and it is still within the range that everyone can accept.

After buying something, I went back to the restaurant and took out the items I bought a few days ago. Chun Geng's tall and big man picked it up, thank you very much, and Bao Niang was holding a lot of things in a bamboo basket by the side.

All the way to the market, seeing no bullock carts passing by, the two had to walk home on foot.

Mrs. Song, who had been making clothes and shoes in the main room of her home, had her left eye twitching non-stop. She rubbed her eyes, stretched her head and looked out through the door a few times, but no one came.

Continuing with the work in hand, seeing that a pair of cotton shoes was about to be sewn, Song gritted her teeth and bit off the end of the thread, and shook the cotton shoes in her hand. It was cold, so she made a pair of cotton shoes for her baby.

I put the cotton shoes in my hand into the basket on the side, and picked up a piece of pink and tender cloth to pull and pull. It seems that the clothes to be made must be for a girl, and I don’t need to think that they are also made for Bao Niang!

Father Liu watched his mother-in-law keep stabbing the lines, and sighed slightly, "Don't do it if your eyes hurt, Bao'er is such a big person, she has to do some things by herself..."

Father Liu will still feel bad for the woman he has been with for a lifetime!

Perhaps what he loves the most in his life is the two women, one is the old lady above, and the other is the young daughter. The wife at home doesn't care that much.

In this way, I have spent my whole life with him. I am old, I am old, and I know that my heart hurts!
"It's okay, I can still do it. After sewing this padded jacket for Bao'er, I'll make you a pair of padded shoes. Hey, let's make a few more pairs. I won't be able to see clearly in the future. No one will give it to you." you do……"

"..." Father Liu fell silent after hearing this.

The cigarette pouch he was smoking just now was pinned to the waistband of his trousers.

Went to the stove and brewed a pot of tea, brought it to Mrs. Song, took out some tea leaves and put it in. Father Liu is also smart, he likes to drink Pu'er, and Mrs. Song likes to drink chrysanthemum, so he simply put Pu'er in a teapot and chrysanthemums.

"Here..." He didn't say anything, but put the tea on the small table on the kang where Mrs. Song was sitting.

He himself walked out with his hands behind his back.

Mrs. Song looked up and said, "If you go out, put on a coat, the wind and cold outside..."

"Understood..." Father Liu responded from outside the house.

When he walked to the door and was about to open the door and enter, he saw Father Liu coming out of the door, and Bao Niang walked behind with difficulty, but Chun Geng saw Father Liu and shouted loudly, "Master, how do you know that we are coming back today?" gone?"

"You guys are back, hurry up and go home..." Father Liu trembling slightly, pointed at the door to let Chun Geng in.

Bao Niang then called out to her father, and hurried into the house.

After walking all the way, it was hot and cold again, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable!
On the way, she was afraid that Chun Geng would be too tired to walk, so she took out half a bag of polished rice from the burden and carried it on her own.

The empty dirt road was full of cold wind, but it damaged both my uncle and nephew.

As soon as they entered the house, Mrs. Song quickly poured a cup of tea for the two of them, "Hurry up and drink, how frozen is it? Why don't you find a car when you come back?"

"I can't find it, Grandma, it's windy and cloudy outside, I'm afraid it's going to snow!" Chun Geng held the quilt with his hands and his lips trembled.

"Yeah, where is there a car in this damn weather? Huhu, I'm freezing to death..." Bao Niang was even worse, talking directly on the mouth of the cup.

Knowing that they were very cold, Mrs. Song hurriedly added some firewood to the stove, "Sit next to the stove to drive away the cold, and I will make some ginger soup for you..." Mrs. Song said and walked out the door.

Not long after, two bowls of steaming ginger soup were handed to them.

Bao Niang breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't like the taste of this ginger soup, so she quickly stuffed a dried fruit after drinking it to moisten her throat.

"I thought you could come back sooner, why did you come back now? Could it be that something happened to the restaurant in the town?" Father Liu asked as he sat on the side and waited for them to finish drinking the ginger soup in the bowl.

"It's nothing, just stayed for a while, do we still need anything at home? I didn't buy much when I came back. Let's see if there is anything missing at home. Tomorrow, Chun Geng and I will drive an ox cart to the town to buy... ..."

"There is nothing missing at all. Your father is ordering the meat at home for the pig butcher in the village. It is the fish in the rice field. I don't know when it will be ready..." Sitting on the edge of the kang, Song said, looking at Bao Niang and Chun Geng. .

Bao Niang paused for a moment, looked up at Mrs. Song, and said thoughtfully, "Now every household is raising fish in the rice fields, thinking that there is no good price for selling it, or we can pickle it into salted fish and make it later. Let's eat the cured fish, anyway, after the Chinese New Year, the restaurant still needs some ingredients!"

"It's okay, just catch the big ones, and leave the smaller ones in the rice fields. When it's colder, wrap some last year's rice husks around the bottom!" Father Liu followed Baoniang's words.

On the second day when Bao Niang came to the house, the family began to prepare the fish in the rice field. The fish themselves were not very big, and the big ones in Liu's mouth were only adults.

Those who have just grown up are only a little bigger than the palm of an adult, and those who are not yet mature are the size of a baby's palm.

Father Liu and Mrs. Song took Baoniang, there were only three of them in total. Chun Geng went home to live with his parents. It must not be easy to come out to help, especially during the Chinese New Year.

Bao Niang's second sister-in-law always liked to take advantage of small things, and couldn't see that Chun Geng had been doing coolies for Bao Niang Bai without pay.

Listening to Mrs. Song's non-stop nagging, Bao Niang could vaguely hear that some bad things happened to her sister-in-law's house, and there was nothing she could do to help her!

Seeing that Father Liu was about to go into the paddy field with bare feet, Bao Niang lightly tried the water in the paddy field, "Father, you'd better not get in, the water is very cold, it won't be good if you freeze your legs..."

"It's okay, I'll drive this fish into a corner, you can use it to catch it..."

Father Liu made two net bags at home earlier, which happened to be used by Bao Niang and Song Shi to catch fish.

When Father Liu went into the water, it was bitingly cold when he stabbed suddenly. However, he, a man who has worked hard in the fields all year round, was not afraid of the cold at all, so he scrambled to find the way and drove the fish over.

(End of this chapter)