Song Yun didn't talk much about Qi Mo'nan. After going down the mountain, she poured out the chestnuts to dry. She and Zhang Hongmei and Yang Lifen went into the kitchen to cook lunch. Ziyi and Yang Wenbing squatted in the corner to clean up the rabbits.
Zhang Hongmei was extremely tired today. Her legs and feet were not working properly after coming down the mountain. She had never been so tired in her life.
Yang Lifen was in much the same situation. She was lighter than the other and could recover after a short rest. She could even help Song Yun with cutting vegetables and cooking. Zhang Hongmei, on the other hand, could only sit and light the fire, and her waist was so weak that she couldn't even lift it.
It was a little late when we got back at noon, and everyone was hungry. Song Yun made something casually, and they had a bite to eat first, and then she would make a good meal in the evening. She happened to be going to the cowshed today to take a look, and bring some delicious food to her parents.
My parents are much better now. They both have gained some weight on their faces. Fortunately, they usually put lotion on their faces, so they don’t look well. Otherwise, the people in the Revolutionary Committee would have noticed something was wrong a long time ago.
The health of Mr. Qi and Mr. Mo is much better than before. They can complete the tasks assigned to them on time, eat and sleep well every day, and have adapted quite well.
After lunch, Song Yun asked Zhang Hongmei and Yang Lifen to rest. She originally wanted to take Ziyi to Liu Tonggen's house to buy a stone mill, but since Ziyi had to go to school tomorrow, she asked Ziyi to go home to review his homework while she went alone.
Yang Hongbing quickly volunteered, "Let me help you. I'm afraid the millstone is difficult to carry. I can give you a hand."
Song Yun thought so too. The stone mill had two levels, and it was indeed difficult for her to carry it alone, so she took Yang Wenbing with her.
Liu Tonggen's home is at the west end of the village, and one has to cross most of the village to get there. The two of them appearing in the village are naturally very eye-catching, especially Yang Wenbing's unfamiliar face and military uniform.
Although there were many curious looks and various murmurs in people's hearts, but with Song Yun's current status in the village, no one dared to say anything sarcastic to her face, and they only dared to talk behind her back.
So everyone Song Yun met along the way greeted her with a smile, and there was no sound that made her unhappy.
When we arrived at Liu Tonggen's house, Liu Tonggen was in the yard, hammering on a stone with a chisel. It was impossible to tell what he was making.
When Liu Tonggen saw Song Yun coming, he quickly dropped the chisel in his hand, rubbed the stone dust on his hands and went to greet her, "Song Zhiqing is here, the stone mill is ready for you, come and see it."
Liu Tonggen took Song Yun to the corner of the courtyard, where there were many stone mills piled up, including several stone mills. Song Yun immediately fell in love with the smallest stone mill, which could be pushed manually and was just right for her.
In addition to the stone mill, there are also things like stone rollers and pounding pots. The craftsmanship is average, and it can be seen that Liu Tonggen has not been able to master the craftsmanship of his ancestors, but it is still enough for use.
"Okay, this millstone looks good to me. I'll take it. How much is it?"
Just as Liu Tonggen was about to speak, a woman in her forties ran out of the house. The woman said with a smile, "Song Zhiqing, this stone mill was made by my Tonggen. It's not worth much. You can use it for your family."
Song Yun waved her hands and said, "No, I don't want it if you don't charge me." She earned work points for treating patients and exchanged medicine for things. There was no free labor here.
The woman took Song Yun's hand and said, "Don't be so formal with your aunt. My last name is Chang, so you can just call me Aunt Chang."
Song Yun saw something in Aunt Chang's eyes and said with a smile: "Aunt Chang, do you have something to tell me?"
Chang Guiying simply pulled Song Yun into the house and asked her husband to entertain Yang Wenbing well.
Entering the room, Chang Guiying poured Song Yun a bowl of sugar water. Song Yun didn't drink it, but looked at Chang Guiying with a smile, "Auntie, please tell me if you have anything to say."
Chang Guiying felt a little embarrassed and sat next to Song Yun. "Song Zhiqing, can you take my pulse?"
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