Chapter 29 My own kennel is good
Here, Sun and Yang Ruoqing started to move things.
There were not many things in the first place, but everyone worked together, and in less than an hour, they were all emptied. Even Yang Huazhong, who was bedridden and incapacitated, was carried by Daniel to the small side room that had been cleaned up at the back.
Yang Ruoqing took the small bench with one leg lame and took one last look at the small house she had traveled through. She gently closed the door and went straight to the small yard at the back.
There are still three small rooms, because they were used to store sundries in the past. This house is even lower and more dilapidated than the one we lived in before.
There were leaks in many places in the house. Fortunately, the fifth uncle and the second cousin found some thatch to block the holes, which made things a little better.
Sun made the bed. After taking care of Yang Huazhong and lying back on the bed, she hurried over to help Yang Ruoqing make the bed. Looking at the damper and darker room, Sun burst into tears again. Big ones fell out.
Compared with Sun's low mood, Yang Ruoqing seemed very calm, and she was able to find time to persuade Sun.
“A golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse. Mom, don’t cry, we should be happy, because from now on, everything we earn in the future will belong to ourselves, and our days will definitely get better and better. The better!”
Hearing her daughter’s advice, Mrs. Sun was a little surprised.
It's okay for her to endure hardships and live anywhere, and she just feels sorry for her daughter. But seeing her daughter acting like a little adult and trying to persuade herself in return, Mrs. Sun couldn't tell how she felt.
"Good girl!"
"Hee hee." Yang Ruoqing smiled sweetly, glanced at the sky outside, and urged Mrs. Sun: "Mom, it's almost noon, you want to borrow You can talk to grandma about the kitchen. I said it."
When Mrs. Sun thought about it, she hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face and nodded: "Yes, I'll go right away."
Mrs. Sun hurriedly left the room. , went to the front yard where Lao Yangtou and Tan were resting.
Yang Ruoqing packed up her house and went to Yang Huazhong and Sun's house next door.
In addition to the beds of Yang Huazhong and Sun, this room also has another bunk set up next to the wall, which is prepared for the two brothers Da'an and Xiaoan. A washstand, a simple clothes cabinet, a table and two chairs filled the small room, leaving only a walking aisle in the middle.
Yang Ruoqing accompanied Yang Huazhong and said a few words, then went next door to watch Uncle Wu and the others setting up the stove. The stove made of yellow mud is smaller than the stove in front of Lao Yang's house. It also has two pots, the inner one is used for cooking rice and water, and the outer one is used for cooking. It's just that there are no pots, pans or anything else. There are only a few big holes on the stove, which looks a bit weird.
She has been accompanying Yang Huazhong all day these days. Although they are all about gossip, the content of her chats has some purpose.
From Yang Huazhong, she learned that this era was called the Great Zhou, and this Great Zhou was not the Great Zhou Dynasty in Chinese history.
The village she lives in is called Changping Village, and the mountain behind the village that is so high that it almost reaches the sky is called Mianniu Mountain.
There is Qingshui Town thirty miles away from Changping Village. On the first and fifteenth day of every month, villagers from eight villages and ten miles away go to Qingshui Town for the market.
In addition, she also learned from Yang Huazhong about the market prices of some items that were closely related to daily life in this era, and exchanged them with modern currency values. Looking at the kitchen at this moment, my abacus was pounding in my heart. After a while, I calculated the approximate amount needed to buy all the pots and pans.
There were footsteps in the yard outside the kitchen. When Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses, she saw Mrs. Sun popping up outside the kitchen.
Yang Ruoqing was a little surprised. From that hasty glance, she felt that Mr. Sun seemed to be in trouble. My heart tightened, could it be...?
She quickly walked out of the kitchen, and Mrs. Sun was standing under the thatched eaves at the door of the house, with a very ugly expression on her face.
"Mom, why do you look like this? Is it because my grandma doesn't agree to borrow the kitchen?" Yang Ruoqing went up and asked.
Sun Shi glanced at Yang Ruoqing, lowered her eyelids, and nodded lightly.
Yang Ruoqing has always been unhappy with Mrs. Tan, and she is even more angry now, but she knows that even if she goes to the front yard to make a scene now, it will not have any effect. Moreover, it will make it impossible for Uncle Chang Gen and Uncle Daniu to step down.
what to do? It's almost noon now. What do you guys want to eat?
At this moment, Daniel's wife came, carrying a rusty small iron pot in one hand and a baggage roll in the other. As she moved around, there was a crisp sound of ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping pinging out from inside.
"Qing'er mother..."
"Dayun!" Mrs. Sun responded, and led Yang Ruoqing to welcome Dayun into the kitchen.
Dayun had just stood firm when Daniel, who was setting up the pot table over there, scolded his wife: "Why are you waiting so long to come here? It's almost noon!"
Dayun looked aggrieved, glared at his man, turned around and said to Mrs. Sun apologetically: "I've been here in a hurry for a long time. Just when I was about to go out, someone suddenly came from my parents' house. I took shelter from the rain for a while. Now, As soon as I left, I came over immediately."
"It's okay," Sun said hurriedly.
Dayun took out a bunch of things he had brought, including a rusty iron pot, a few earthenware bowls, a few pairs of chopsticks, and some bottles and jars.
Sun and Yang Ruoqing’s eyes lit up when they saw these things.
Over there, Daniel saw the things his wife had brought, and the anger he had just suppressed came back.
"I wonder why you, a mother-in-law, are so incapable of doing things? What's the use of these junk things?"
"What do you know?" Dayun is no longer afraid of the big guys this time, and is making fun of him. Neck replied: "How do you, a grown man, know how to live like this?" What’s the problem with being a cook? This new home has just started, so nothing can be left behind in the kitchen. Otherwise, why don’t you eat raw meat and eat raw rice?”
Daniu was stunned and looked at the bare stove. I scratched my head, it seemed that it really made sense!
It is raining today, the third child is lying down unable to move, and Mrs. Sun cannot run to the town to buy these things alone. It seems that my wife is really thoughtful!
Over there, Sun and Yang Ruoqing were already squatting beside the pile of things sent by Dayun in surprise, listening to Dayun introducing the bottles and jars one by one.
"This is salt, this is oil, and this is the chili sauce I made myself."
"I know that Grandma Qing'er gave you fifty kilograms of rice in the shell. You I'm afraid I don't have time to crush it. This is me. I milled fifty kilograms of white rice for my family’s new harvest this year, and brought ten kilograms to my parents’ family to try it out. I also brought ten kilograms to you for emergency use.”
(End of this chapter)