As for whether Su Li is tired?

Whose life isn't tiring? Just being able to survive means you're not tired.

She poured a bowl of water for Su Jiaoniang and the other woman, then took a rag and wiped the tables and chairs in the room clean.

Su Jiaoniang took a sip of water, then got up and put the silver lock around Xiaobao's neck.

The slightly cool sensation startled the sleeping child awake. He opened his eyes, clenched his fists, and rubbed them.

In a daze, I saw a beautiful woman appear before me: "Fairy sister?"

Pfft!

Su Jiaoniang smiled!

A four-year-old child is smaller than a Buddha statue.

Call her Fairy Sister.

"This is your aunt, call her aunt." Deng's voice rang out. The child, who was rubbing his eyes, paused for a moment, slowly moved his fist away, and looked at Su Jiaoniang: "Are you... my aunt?"

"Yes!" Su Jiaoniang helped the child put on his clothes.

Holding the baby while putting on shoes, the toes were sticking out of the shoes.

The child didn't understand what embarrassment was. He didn't care about his appearance at all, staring wide-eyed with an innocent look: "Auntie, do you want to stay at my house?"

“My little aunt has her own home!” Su Jiaoniang said, opening the pastries she had brought.

I tore it into small pieces and fed it to the baby.

"It's so sweet," Xiao Bao said.

Su Jiaoniang reached out and touched his head.

Deng glanced back and let out a soft breath.

She didn't know why, but she felt a lot of pressure when facing this older woman.

Seeing that Su Jiaoniang and Xiaobao were getting along well, she walked outside. There was still a pile of clothes to wash in the yard. Life was poor, so she had to find a way to earn money. She used her connections to get a laundry job from a wealthy family.

Because she had to take care of her child, they allowed her to bring her clothes back to wash.

But the clothes can't be ruined by washing; once they're dried, they have to be returned.

Time is also limited.

We need to work hard.

Su Jiaoniang looked outside; Deng Shi wasn't very good at entertaining people.

Not very good at flattery.

The insults they use are especially offensive.

But she didn't dislike her.

Some even like it.

Who doesn't like a hardworking person?

"Delicious my ass?" she asked Xiaobao.

Xiao Bao nodded: "It's delicious, even better than the jianbing guozi on the street."

Su Jiaoniang's smile deepened: "You've eaten jianbing guozi before?"

"I've eaten it. Last time, Grandpa wanted to eat it, so Mom bought half of it. Grandpa gave Xiaobao a lot of it." The child said, grinning foolishly.

Su Jiaoniang turned to look at Lu Wujiu.

Although she didn't say anything, Lu Wujiu understood what she meant. He walked out of the alley, found the nearest jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) stall, bought three or five jianbing guozi, and carried them back to the courtyard.

A slightly spicy aroma filled the air.

Deng, who was washing clothes, paused for a moment and turned her head to take a look.

She swallowed hard and continued washing her clothes.

Su Jiaoniang handed Xiaobao half a jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe), which was without chili peppers. Children's stomachs are very delicate, so it's best to avoid spicy and stimulating foods.

She walked towards the courtyard and saw that Deng was washing clothes with cold water. She thought that cold water was bad for her health, but there wasn't much firewood in the courtyard. There were few people in the family, so there was no one to chop firewood.

The firewood I bought was expensive.

When life is difficult to maintain, paying attention to one's health is only possible when living conditions allow.

"Let's find another job," Su Jiaoniang said.

Madam Deng was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Su Jiaoniang: "Change, change what?"

Her eyes held expectation, but also a hint of confusion. There are only a few things a woman can do. She can only wash clothes, cook, sweep the yard, and farm, but she has no land and no one asks her to cook.

"Let's switch to farming, short-term or long-term work is fine." One hot pot restaurant is definitely not enough.

She needs to keep operating, but there aren't enough chili peppers. Huang Erlan definitely can't handle it all by herself, but Deng Shi should be able to.

Although farming is tiring, it's much better than washing clothes where your hands are soaked in water and the cold air directly enters your body.

"It's the dead of winter now..." Deng didn't quite understand.

"We'll plant again in the spring!" Su Jiaoniang noticed that Deng Shi kept touching her belly, so she reached out and placed her hand on Deng Shi's wrist. She didn't know how to diagnose illnesses, but she knew a little about taking a pulse: "Are you pregnant?"

A slight smile appeared in Deng's eyes, and she nodded.

Su Jiaoniang's head was about to explode. Washing clothes with cold water while pregnant? Was she worried about the baby's healthy growth?

He glared at Deng and said, "You're not allowed to wash clothes anymore. It's bad for your health. If you're not careful, you might lose your baby."

Ms. Deng was stunned for a moment, then tensed up.

These days, people believe that having many children brings good fortune, but she only has one child, so she's not blessed enough.

"Then, what should we do?" She stared wide-eyed, unsure of what to do with her hands and feet.

Su Jiaoniang said, "Don't wash these clothes yet. It's not good to farm in winter. Just raise some chickens and ducks in the yard. These are things the restaurant needs. Once they're grown up, send them over there."

Deng stared at Su Jiaoniang: "We can't afford chicks."

Su Jiaoniang took a deep breath: "I'll think of a way, but these clothes can't be washed."

"Okay!" Deng looked back and said, "I won't wash anymore, I won't wash anymore."

Of course, these still need to be washed.

Wash with hot water.

Su Jiaoniang left Su Li's house.

Their gazes fell on Lu Wujiu.

Lu Wujiu turned around: "What?"

"It's nothing, I just feel a little uncomfortable. There must be many people like her who don't understand some simple principles of health care and are struggling to make a living. When will they ever be able to live a comfortable life?"

Although the era she lived in also had its dark times, and there were people who didn't have enough to eat or wear.

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