Little lucky girl from the peasant family: Queen Splendid

Chapter 47 near the water tower
As the two talked like this, An Ge'er choked up and started making noises.Ding Wei quickly hugged him to urinate, and Yunying picked up the urinal at the end of the kang.After the fat boy finished draining the water, he smacked his mouth twice comfortably and fell asleep again.

Ding Wei looked amused, kissed her son's little face and let him lie down again, and suddenly seemed to smell the familiar fragrance again and asked, so she frowned and asked, "Brother An, have you been to the main courtyard?"

Yunying's arm stiffened when she was pouring tea, but she responded casually, "Just now I took him out to bask in the sun, and my adoptive father saw how happy he was, so he took him over to play for a while."

Ding Wei thought of Uncle Yun's kindness when he saw his son, and couldn't help laughing, "Uncle Yun really loves children."

Soon, Mrs. Cheng came in with chicken noodle soup, and Xiaoqing came to join in the fun just because she had nothing to do with the kitchen.

Ding Wei ate the noodles, and she sat beside her and blinked her big eyes and asked, "Sister Ding, when are you tossing those chicken feathers and duck feathers? Everyone is curious, and someone asked me yesterday."

Ding Wei was amused, took a bite of the noodles, and said angrily, "You, if you are so curious, why don't you think about cooking more. Boiling the noodles with boiling water will make them more chewy."

Xiaoqing blushed, stuck out her tongue mischievously, and said coquettishly, "I'm always forgetful if my sister isn't around to remind me."

Ding Wei tapped her with chopsticks in the air, and finally said, "I will go to greet the master in a while, and I will start down sewing when I get back. If you are done with your work, come and join in the fun."

"Yeah."

Not only Xiaoqing, but also Mrs. Cheng and Yunying laughed when they heard this.Everyone has a sense of curiosity, not to mention that Ding Wei's shots are all new and weird things, and they have been looking forward to them for several days.

Sure enough, Ding Wei went to the main courtyard after eating noodles.Gong Zhiming was taking a nap, she saluted outside the door and then turned back.

The fluffy fluff that had been washed and dried long ago filled two bags full.Ding Wei grabbed a handful and sniffed that there was no smell at all, and then thought about what clothes to make.

Although An Ge'er doesn't go out often, he still has to walk around the yard to bask in the sun on weekdays, so it's best to make a hug bag.Uncle Yun is getting old, and a few days ago, he heard that Aunt Li was asked to make a quilt weighing eight catties. This time, he brought a light and warm down quilt for the old man.Feng Jiuping hides in every corner every day, let's also make him a pair of down cotton pants.As for Gong Zhiming, he will start to practice walking in a few days. The cotton robe is too bulky, and he needs to make a pair of down cotton trousers and a vest...

After such calculations, Ding Wei found that the down she had saved seemed to be a bit insufficient, at least she and Yun Ying didn't get any.However, this is not the time to worry about this, it is better to arm the old, young and sick first.

Previously, Uncle Yun had given two bolts of finely woven and strong cotton cloth, and now it happened to be the lining. Yunying and Mrs. Cheng were both good at needlework, and the mischievous Angle was sleeping soundly again.

Everyone worked together, and in less than an hour, Uncle Yun's vest was sewn out.Ding Wei picked another piece of jujube red thin brocade with longevity patterns to make the dough. When it was getting dark, she sewed on five buttons, and a double-breasted vest with a collar and sleeves was ready.

Yun Ying'er weighed it in her hand, and said with a smile, "It's really light, but I don't know if it's warm or not?"

Ding Wei was busy preparing Gong Zhiming's dinner, patted her son who had just woken up a few times, and then got off the ground, and told a few people, "Let's do the work first, and if we don't feel sleepy at night, we can do two more."

Both Yunying and Mrs. Cheng agreed, but they didn't think they had a good plan.Brother Ang, however, refused to fulfill his mother's "sewing business". After it got dark, he burst into tears again for no reason, and he couldn't be coaxed well.

Ding Wei couldn't help it, she really wanted to beat her son up, but she couldn't bear to raise her hand.

Seeing this, Yun Ying wrapped a brocade quilt for An Ge'er, and within a quarter of an hour, An Ge'er lay down next to Gong Zhiming and fell asleep again.

Ding Wei was annoyed and funny watching it, why isn't her big kang not as warm as others'?Or is it really like what Yun Ying said, Gong Zhiming is surrounded by evil spirits, what kind of dirt did he help his son to block?

But it's not the time to ponder these things for the time being, her own son always occupies the position of the lord, and as a mother, she always has to apologize for him.

"Master, I'm causing you trouble again. Well, when Brother An falls asleep, I'll hug him..."

"No need," Gong Zhiming responded without waiting for Ding Wei to finish speaking, "I have already ordered Uncle Yun to tidy up the side room, and your mother and son will move to live in this courtyard from tomorrow."

"Ah, how can it be done?" Ding Wei objected when she opened her mouth, and she still expected to wait for the master to return to her small den to breathe.If they moved here, wouldn't they have to be under the nose of the master's house every day, then their mother and child still have freedom to speak of.

"Master, Brother An is still young, so he will disturb you to rest. Why don't you move here when he is older..."

It's a pity that Gong Zhiming didn't allow her to hesitate, he turned his head and told Yunying lightly, "Pack up the luggage for the girl, and move here tonight."

Yunying responded, turned around and left, Ding Wei was so angry that she wanted to roll her eyes, but she turned to look at her sleeping son whose chest rose and fell and was discouraged again.Forget it, just for her son to sleep well, she can only give in.

"Please, young master, take care of Brother Gu An for me for a while, I'll go back and tidy up and salute."

"Go." Gong Zhiming responded lightly, and raised the book in his hand again.

Ding Wei curled her lips secretly and left the room angrily.

Hearing the sound of footsteps in the yard going away, Gong Zhiming slowly put down the book, stretched out his hand to smooth the broken hair on his son's forehead, and said with a light smile, "Brother An, your mother is a bit disobedient. I will move in with my father later." Stay here, dad will play with you, okay?"

In his sleep, An Ge'er wrinkled his little nose and waved his little fist indiscriminately. Gong Zhiming subconsciously avoided it, but finally realized that his son had no intention of releasing water at all, so he couldn't help but smile.

"Stinky boy."

Ding Wei moved to the main courtyard overnight, and Xiaoqing and Mrs. Cheng didn't know the news until the next day.Mrs. Cheng is fine, An Ge'er only drinks a few sips of milk during the day, and Ding Wei personally takes care of her at night.Even if the master, son, mother and son moved to the main courtyard, she just walked a few more steps.

But Xiaoqing was dumbfounded, Xiao Zaojian must move to the main courtyard with Ding Wei, she is not qualified to enter the main courtyard as a little girl doing odd jobs.

Ding Wei was worried about the pots and pans in the kitchen, and when Lin Liu came to move them, she saw Xiaoqing crying and teased her for a long time.

In the end, he divided five liang of money from his private house and gave it to the little girl.Just when Uncle Yun came over, he assigned Xiaoqing to the big kitchen to work with Aunt Li.

Aunt Li often came to walk around the small kitchen yard, and she knew her very well on weekdays. How could Xiaoqing be unwilling, and she carried the silver coin given by Ding Wei in her arms, so she happily moved to the outer courtyard with her small package.

Before leaving, he still begged, "Sister Ding, your sewing work is done, call me to come and have a look."

Ding Wei liked her innocent childishness, and promised, "Don't worry, I might call you to help."

"Yeah."

The two chatted and laughed for a while and then left. After Ding Wei moved the small kitchen to the side room of the main courtyard again, the sun was already high.It was sunny after the snow, and although the sun was not warm, it still made people feel happy when it shone on the body.

The snow in the yard had been swept away by the mountains, exposing the carved blue brick floor.Ding Wei was delighted to see it, so she wanted to take her son out for a walk.

Gong Zhiming was leaning on the kang, holding Ange in one hand, and shaking a rattle in the other.An Ge'er wanted to grab the rattle impatiently, but couldn't catch it for a while, so annoyed that he pulled a strand of his father's hair and protested with all his strength.

When Ding Wei entered the door, she happened to see her son "murdering". She hurriedly stepped forward to break his little hand away, and while slapping him as punishment, she blamed, "Stinky boy, you are not good. Let's go, mother hug me to bask in the sun."

As she spoke, she picked up the child.Gong Zhiming's arms were inevitably empty, and the rattle in his hand was subconsciously put down.No, Ding Wei continued, "Master, the sun is very good today, why don't you sit in a wheelchair for a while, and I'll push you around the yard?"

A smile instantly climbed up Gong Zhiming's face, "Okay."

Ding Wei wrapped her son in a brocade quilt, and when she turned around, Feng Jiu, who appeared out of nowhere, had already hugged her master and sat in a wheelchair.When Ding Wei went to find a thick blanket and cloak and came back, Feng Jiu had disappeared again.She couldn't help complaining, "Why does Xiao Jiu appear and disappear like a ghost, and she doesn't know how to help me."

Gong Zhiming smiled and said nothing, Ding Wei had no choice but to put his son in Gong Zhiming's arms, and then pushed the two men, one big and one young, out of the house.

Feng Jiu hid on the beam of the house, pursing his mouth in grievance.Good people don't get rewarded...

Xu is a little tired after how many days the north wind has been raging.It was rare that I didn't come out to play this day. The leaves of the few bushes in the corner of the courtyard had already fallen, leaving only sparse dead branches, but there were white snowdrifts piled up under my feet, which was still quite vivid.

Ding Wei pushed the wheelchair around the yard, whenever she encountered something new, regardless of whether her son could understand it or not, she would say, "Son, this is a snowflake, it's white, it's fun. When you grow up, mother will take you Snowball fights. When the time comes, let your second uncle make a wooden sledge, raise a few big dogs, and our mother and I will make a sledge and go wandering in the city."

Ding Wei was talking, and when she looked up, she found that there was actually a "survivor" on the top of the persimmon tree, hanging high on the treetop.Such a touch of orange is especially conspicuous in the world dominated by snow and white.

"Ah, son, look there's a persimmon on the tree! Wait for your mother to pick it up for you!"

Ding Wei became playful for a while, turned around and made a snowball, and then rushed to the treetops and smashed it.It's a pity that the snow balls are too loose, and her strength is weak.The snowball fell on the branch halfway, and it shattered, and the snow foam sprayed her head and face.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or An Ge'er really understood the embarrassment of his old lady, so he giggled.

Gong Zhiming couldn't bear it either, and laughed out loud.

Ding Wei turned her head when she heard the sound, and seeing the big and small smile happily, she stomped her feet in embarrassment, "You two are so unkind, you should stand up and cheer!"

(End of this chapter)