Although she was Qin Xiaozhou's aunt in terms of seniority, in her eyes, she was still just a minor child.

The dark clouds of late winter have dispersed, and the afternoon sun is shining brightly. It would be a real shame not to wash some things and let them air out.

This morning, when Qin Xiaozhou was rummaging through her clothes, she noticed that they all smelled oily. She then took out a bunch of tattered clothes from the Lu family and carried them to the riverbank. It wasn't realistic to buy new clothes when they weren't even getting enough to eat. These clothes could still be worn after being washed and dried properly.

Now that she's transmigrated, she's someone who's been through a lot. Her grandparents have both passed away, and she had no one to care about in her previous world. So, it doesn't matter where she goes, she can live her life. She sees that the Lu family may be poor, but they are kind-hearted. So, she'll work hard to lose weight and live a good life.

I'm a little sad to part with the dessert shop she worked so hard to build and the house where she just finished paying off the mortgage. She ran a dessert shop, which was her favorite thing to do, and I wonder how it is doing now.

The clothes were haphazardly wrapped together. Only after cleaning them one by one did Qin Xiaozhou realize that most of the clothes belonging to the Lu family did not fit. Qin Xiaozhou picked out the clothes with intact fabric and put them in one pile, the torn ones in another pile, and the patched ones in a separate pile.

There was no soap for washing clothes here; they used soapberries to wash clothes. They would crush the soapberries, pour in water, stir, and then put the clothes in to wash. Qin Xiaozhou couldn't squat down, so she sat on the ground and scrubbed them in the basin. Lu Yan, after finishing her fish soup, followed and beat the clothes on the rocks by the river with a wooden stick.

Wang Lan walked shakily in the courtyard, watching them wash clothes from afar, and said to Zhao Fen, who was holding Xiao Si and sunbathing, "This new bride doesn't seem as bad as others say. Let's just live like this."

Those who live off the land, barren and uncaring, will never starve if they are diligent, barring natural disasters or man-made calamities.

Lu Yu stepped out of the room, glanced at the courtyard, and then lowered her head and went back inside. She was now the laughingstock of the village; whenever she went out, she was followed by countless eyes. She hadn't left the house since her engagement was called off.

His clothes were rough and patched. After repeating this two or three times, Qin Xiaozhou took off his shoes and washed them in the river. The river water was icy cold and the sun couldn't warm him up. After washing them, he climbed ashore. He didn't want to wear those tattered, dirty shoes. If he didn't wear them, he would be barefoot, and the gravel and withered grass would hurt his feet. So he had no choice but to put them on.

Only the Lu family lives in this large area at the end of the village. A bamboo pole strung between two peach trees next to the courtyard serves as a clothesline. Qin Xiaozhou wrung out the clothes and then stretched them out one by one on the pole to dry. With the sky wide open and the south wind blowing, the whole mountain forest should revive and sprout new leaves after the spring rains.

The Lu family has four women: one old, one sick, one young, and one autistic. The men usually wash their clothes haphazardly, just enough to make them wearable. Today, Qin Xiaozhou washed them and hung them out to dry on all four poles.

With a constant flow of water from the river, Qin Xiaozhou didn't hesitate to wash clothes, including the bed sheets, and hung them to dry on the fence.

Wang Lan slowly moved along the fence, touching a piece of clothing with an opening under the armpit, and called out, "Xiao Yan, bring me my sewing basket."

Lu Yan quickly took it and even brought a bamboo stool. "Grandma, this dress is still dripping wet. Let's mend it tomorrow."

“This coat is thick, quickly mend it so your older brother can wear it for another day when it gets cold.”

Qin Xiaozhou took a deep breath and cheered herself up. Lu Yunxing and Lu Yan took her to dig the last batch of winter bamboo shoots.