Chapter 12

The next day, when Qiaoqiao woke up, the first thing she did was to jump out of bed and run to the bronze mirror.

She looked left and right. Although the small face in the mirror was not very clear, the swelling and redness caused by the big head plague disappeared at all. The face was clean. In the bronze mirror, there was only a pair of black eyes. The lacquered eyeballs are particularly conspicuous.

She jumped and rushed out: "Mother, mother, mother!!"

"Ai, ai, ai!" Ning was working outside, and when she heard her daughter's cheerful call, she responded loudly with a smile, put down the cloth in her hand, turned around and stretched out her arms to hug her daughter who rushed over.

Ning frowned slightly: "Let's go, mother will take you to get dressed, how about wearing only the middle clothes if you are cold?"

Qiaoqiao stuck out her tongue, walked into the room holding her mother's hand, obediently let Ning's helper dress her neatly.

After getting dressed, she walked outside and sat down. Ning carefully looked at her daughter's face, and saw that there was only a trace of blush on her fair little face from just getting up, and no swelling could be seen.She breathed a sigh of relief, lest Datouwen would leave any bad influence on her daughter.

After pinching her slippery face, Ning said, "Go, go wash your face, your brother has already filled the water tank, scoop it up yourself."

"En." Qiaoqiao nodded.

In ancient times, the air was fresh, rich in nutrients and pure natural, coupled with the young age, the skin on the small face reflected in the water basin was almost perfect, so tender that water could be squeezed out, the skin was tight, clean and flawless , despite this, Qiaoqiao did not neglect maintenance, but she is still young, so she doesn't need to do anything else, she just needs to clean it carefully every day.

The well water was still a little cold, and she couldn't help but gasp when she splashed it on her face. After Qiaoqiao washed it for a while, she took out her own small square towel, put it in the water and kneaded it for a while, then put it on her face to let it dry. It blots out water spots on the face.

After washing up, Qiaoqiao walked into the kitchen, stood on the small square stilt, removed the large wooden pot lid, and kept breakfast for herself in it, a bowl of steamed wild vegetables mixed with some salt and oil, Qiaoqiao Picking up the chopsticks, he walked to Ning's side, sat with her, and watched her work while eating.

Qiaoqiao looked at it for a while, and found that Ning's work was not done for her elder brother a few days ago, she swallowed a mouthful of food and asked: "Mother, this dress of yours is newly made, that one is ready?"

"Well, that's not done yet, let's do this first."

"why?"

"You forgot, mother, but you didn't forget that the boy was bitten by dogs yesterday to save your clothes. You have to hurry up and make a set for others to wear first." Ning nodded Qiaoqiao's forehead and said.

"Hey." Qiaoqiao giggled a few times.In fact, she didn't forget it, and she was thinking about how to tell Ning Shi just now, but Ning Shi didn't need her to remind him to make clothes automatically and consciously, which made her blush a little.

"Mother, I'll help you." Putting down the bowl, Qiaoqiao wiped her hands and walked to Ning's side.

"I don't need you, you can go and play, I've been suffocated for a few days after I got the big head plague, go and play."

"No, I want to help too. That brother saved me, so I want to help." Qiaoqiao sat on the side and refused to leave.

Ning responded with a smile: "Okay, okay, I'll let you help, come here, the helper is pulling the cloth over there, tighten it, don't let go, I'll cut it."

Qiaoqiao doesn't know how to make clothes, but fortunately, she is very obedient, helping Ning's help saves a lot of time. The two of them cooperated, talking and laughing, doing the work much faster.

Ning only took a rough look at the child that day, but his basic situation was almost the same. At least the child's family background should be poor, so the clothes should be durable and durable, not too fancy, those embroidered, tailored You don't have to worry about it, as long as it fits well.

So Ning has already cut it in just one day, and the pants have been sewn up, and they are waiting for tomorrow to finish.

When the sky gradually darkened, Ning put down the battle line in her hand, turned her neck, and felt a pair of soft little hands placed behind her neck.Qiaoqiao's hands are very weak, and she doesn't feel much when pinching, but Ning still relaxes and slumps her shoulders, closes her eyes and enjoys her daughter's service.

During dinner, the two brothers came back. Cheng Zhigao was about to finish his work helping others these days, so he called his younger brother to help out together. When he got home, he sat on the bench and refused to get up.

"Brother, hurry up and wash your hands, it's time to eat." Qiaoqiao put down the small wooden bucket containing rice, raised her waist, and ordered the two of them.

"No, you don't need to use your hands to eat rice, just use chopsticks." Cheng Zhiyuan was so tired that he didn't want to move.

"Go!"

Cheng Zhigao saw that his and his brother's hands were really dirty, and that his sister was a clean kid when she was a child. He twisted his brother's ears to lift him up, and walked outside amidst Cheng Zhiyuan's ouch.

The next day, it only took more than half a day to make the clothes. Qiaoqiao proposed to let her send them, but Ning gave her a hard look and rejected the proposal, and let her sit in the small square. Been sulking for a long time.

The village they live in is not too big, but Ning's can't recognize everyone in the village, like this boy, she doesn't know whose family it is, after the two of them made the clothes, Ning went to the next door to ask.

The sister-in-law of the Zhang family was carrying a large basin of clothes to wash by the river. After hearing Ning's description, she was also a little uncertain, but she vaguely remembered that it should be a child from a certain family. Ning thought about it, took the clothes, Called Qiaoqiao together, and followed Mrs. Zhang's sister-in-law to the river.

"I remember it should belong to the Zheng family at the east end of the village, but I'm not sure, why don't you go over there and ask the people nearby?"

"Well, okay, you go to wash your clothes, Mrs. Zhang's sister-in-law, I'll take Qiaoqiao to have a look."

Ning knew the child's surname was Zheng from her daughter, and felt that Zhang's sister-in-law was probably talking about him, so she asked a few families along the road, and finally found the family.

This place is far away from other people's homes in the village. It is alone, and the house is not bad. It is even more grand than other houses, and it occupies a lot of land. It is old and looks a little dilapidated.

Ning frowned and hesitated for a while before knocking on the door under her daughter's reminder.

The door was quickly opened from the inside, Zheng Cang stared at Ning for a moment, and quickly realized who she was, then looked down, Qiaoqiao came from behind Ning to the front, waved at him, and greeted him with a smile : "Brother Zheng Cang."

"Oh, come in." Zheng Cang opened the door.

Ning was a little grateful for this child, so he was very pleasing to the eye. The clothes he was wearing today were not the same as that day, but they were still a little torn, and there was a small patch at the hem.

After the two entered the house, Zheng Cang poured two glasses of water.

Ning hurriedly said that you are welcome, and seeing that there is no one else in the family, she asked: "I am alone at home? Isn't your lord here?"

"Well, grandpa went to the mountain to pick herbs."

"Oh." When Ning saw that the child didn't mention his parents, she didn't ask any more questions. If he talked too much, he might make a joke. It's better to ask someone else after returning home.

"If you don't mind calling me an aunt, my eldest is about the same age as you. If you hadn't saved my Qiaoqiao the day before yesterday, I don't know what bad things would have happened. Her father should have come to thank you, But his father went out on business, so I brought Qiaoqiao over." Seeing that the adults in the family were not there, Ning seemed to be a sensible child in terms of appearance and behavior, and he should be called a daughter-in-law at this age. He also treated him like an adult.

Zheng Cangen let out a sigh, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face: "It's okay, you should do what you see, you can't let a dog destroy people."

Seeing that he was very sensible, Ning quickly took out the clothes in the bag.

"Come on, stand up, Auntie has made you a new dress, come and try to see if it fits." Ning unfolded the dress, shook it twice, and handed it to Zheng Cang.

"no need."

"Go, hurry up and try it in the house, this dress, but I made it with my Qiaoqiao, this little girl kept yelling that my big brother was bitten to save her clothes, and she was clamoring for me to hurry up I did it, and then I kept busy with her side, handing scissors and a needleworker, but she was serious." Ning guessed that the child was unwilling to accept other people's favors, so she quickly found an excuse. After finishing speaking, Zheng Cang's face was a little loose, and he turned to look at his little daughter.

Qiaoqiao had been standing obediently at the back just now, now she will run forward, pretending to be naive and say, "Brother Zheng Cang can't wear clothes? Then, like Qiaoqiao, let mother help change?"

"No, no need." The boy subconsciously refused, looked at the smiling little girl and the expecting adult, picked up his clothes and entered the room.

He took off his old terrific clothes and put on a new one.

The material of the clothes is not very good, but the advantage is that they are strong and the stitches are meticulous. After wearing them, they fit very well as if they were tailor-made, without any uncomfortable feeling.

After he came out, Ning's eyes lit up, and she helped him tug at the collar that was tucked in like she did with her eldest son, and tugged at the hem.

"You raise your arm."

Zheng Cang raised his arm, without feeling tight.

"You squat down and try."

Zheng Cang still did as before, and nodded after getting up: "It's all good, it fits very well."

"That's good, that's good. You don't know, this kid is so anxious, he just follows me, and doesn't let me do anything except eat and sleep. Just let me make clothes there. Hurry up, it’s only two days of work, and I can’t do it very well, just make do with it, you can wear it when you work in the fields or work on weekdays, and when you have time in a few days, my aunt will make it for you A better dress."

"Need not."

Qiaoqiao has always been very well-behaved, following her mother, just looking at Zheng Cang, not talkative or mischievous, very quiet and obedient.

Ning was very satisfied with her little daughter's performance, and after talking to Zheng Cang for a while, she got up and left thinking about the work at home.

Qiaoqiao followed immediately, smiling flatteringly: "Mother, you go home first, I'll play with Brother Zheng Cang here for a while, okay?"

Ning frowned, and when she was about to refuse, she saw her daughter's pitiful and flattering face, and she had been holding back for a long time these days, and she wanted to stay here today because the two children shared a difficult time the day before yesterday, and wanted to be with her. It is understandable for him to play together, but Ning is a little worried about such a long journey.

Zheng Cang lowered his head, and suddenly found that the obedient little guy in front of him was winking fiercely at him, gesticulating with his hands while squeezing.

It was very difficult to understand what it meant. Zheng Cang looked at it for a while before he roughly understood the meaning.

After coughing, she said to Ning: "Auntie, let her stay and play for a while, I will send her home later."

He didn't say much, and he didn't say what he said very nicely, but Ning looked at him and felt that the child was at ease. After thinking about it, she nodded, knelt down and said to her daughter: "Listen to this brother, don't run around Play, when you want to come back, let this brother take you back, do you understand?"

"know."

So, Cheng Qiaoqiao stayed and watched Ning's walk away, she turned around and grabbed the hem of Zheng Cang's clothes: "Brother Zheng, let's go in and play."

(End of this chapter)

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