Meng Zhiyu said that the morning task was completed and would continue in the afternoon.
Zhou Songbai nodded and said nothing more. The surroundings fell silent again. Meng Zhiyu saw him with his head down, wondering what he was thinking. "Brother Zhou San, I'll be leaving now if I have nothing else to do."
The sun was high in the sky, shining brightly on people, making it very hot.
"Yeah." Zhou Songbai finally came back to his senses and responded. He watched Meng Zhiyu turn around and was about to leave. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "My dad is going hunting in the back mountains tomorrow. Do you want to go?"
Combining the information he got with Meng Zhiyu's miserable, pale face when she first arrived, he knew she was not having a good time at home.
Can parents who treat their daughter badly at home develop a kind heart like a mother or father after going to the countryside?
He doesn't believe it anyway.
With her small body, she can't earn many work points by working in the fields. It's okay in the summer, but how can she survive in the winter?
After much deliberation, I decided to take her to the mountains to hunt, and then find a reason to help her sell her prey so that she can have a small income.
Meng Zhiyu had indeed not been up the mountain for some time. Although he could use a slingshot, his skill in finding prey was not up to standard.
Zhou Songbai was obviously a veteran, and following him would get her twice the result with half the effort. This was mainly because the weather was getting colder, and she also planned to store some wild rabbits or something.
You can also mail some to my grandpa and his family. Although they have money, they can only buy some pork or old hens at most. They can't buy wild rabbits like this.
"Okay, I also want to learn how to find prey from Brother Zhou San." Meng Zhiyu said in a good mood.
After lunch and a short nap, Meng Zhiyu found a clean backpack and picked out a round and pleasing watermelon from the few remaining watermelons in the space and put it in the backpack.
He put in the fabric needed to make pants and went straight to Zhou's house wearing his big hat.
It was hot in the afternoon, so Zhou's mother and her friends moved the stall to a cool place near the main entrance. This place happened to be a wind vent, and the cool natural breeze blowing on people was indescribably comfortable, which was incomparable to the air conditioning.
"Aunt Zhou, Uncle Zhou and the others are at home? Let's eat some watermelon first before we go back to work." Meng Zhiyu took out the watermelon and placed it on the table, then took out the fruit knife he brought from his backpack.
Zhou's mother held the watermelon to prevent her from moving. "I'm not going to be polite with you, but if you eat the watermelon, you have to have dinner at my place tonight."
Zhou's mother has mentioned inviting him to dinner more than once. It's okay once or twice, but it's definitely not good to always refuse. She brought the watermelon for this reason. A watermelon in exchange for a dinner should be an acceptable option.
Don't say that she is petty, she just doesn't like to owe others. As for her saving the two children of the Zhou family, in her opinion, the Zhou family has already paid it back.
Zhou's father and the three Zhou brothers were all at home. Goudan and his friends couldn't stay at home, so they were forced to take a nap by their parents, and then they went out excitedly to find their friends to play with.
"Zhiyu, your watermelon is so sweet." Mrs. Zhou took a bite, chewed it quickly and swallowed it.
Father Zhou nodded in agreement. "Indeed, I don't know how this melon was grown. It's just like the ones San'er bought. It's sweeter than sugar."
"Who says it's not true? The watermelons we eat this year are much more delicious than those we bought in previous years." Brother Zhou took a big bite of the watermelon. He was reluctant to spit out even the seeds, so he chewed them hard and swallowed them.
Mrs. Zhou spit the watermelon seeds into her palm. Looking at the black watermelon seeds, an idea suddenly occurred to her. With shining eyes, she suggested, "Mom, why don't we save these watermelon seeds and try planting them next year?"
If they can really grow it, they won’t have to spend money to buy melons next year.
Zhou's father shattered her fantasy with one sentence, "Even if you have these watermelon seeds, you can't grow them if you don't have the right land or the right technology."
He had thought about and done this before, but every time what grew was either watermelon Niuniu or the fruit fell off halfway through and never grew at all.
Zhou Songbai didn't care. "If sister-in-law likes it, you can give me money and I will buy it for you."
Although they are a family, brothers should settle accounts clearly. Besides, it is not appropriate for him, as a brother-in-law, to give his sister-in-law a watermelon casually. It is okay if he helps to buy it.
Mrs. Zhou sighed. Although watermelons were not expensive and she could afford them, her two sons would be going to school next year, so she had to save as much as possible.
After eating watermelon, the Zhou family members dispersed to do their own things. Meng Zhiyu continued to make clothes seriously with Zhou's mother and others.
The trouser legs are easy to fix. As long as both sides are the same width and length, you can sew them together. The waist is also easy. Just put an elastic band or sew two buckles, and then wear a belt.
The crotch was a little tricky. Meng Zhiyu was a novice and couldn't quite get the size right. Zhou's mother had given her some tips on making clothes when she was a girl. "Goudan and the others are out. Go to their room and try on the pants to see how it goes. Then you'll have a better idea."
Meng Zhiyu nodded in understanding, took the pants and followed Zhou Dasao to Goudan's house. She was very familiar with this operation, just like when the elastic waist of her pants broke when she was a child.
She wanted to change the elastic band, but she didn't know how loose or tight it should be, so she put on her pants to test the tightness.
After finishing making the pants, Meng Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the little red spots on his hands, he smiled with satisfaction. Now he can make clothes too.
It was getting late, so Zhou's mother asked her eldest and second daughters-in-law to cook. She accompanied Meng Zhiyu with needlework and chatted, "Zhiyu, do you want to buy or make the shoes?"
"Buy." Shoes are more difficult to make. It's not just a matter of skill, it also requires a lot of strength, otherwise you can't even thread the needle.
Her Viagra pills have expired and she has no plans to buy more at the moment.
Mother Zhou put down the needle, clenched her fist and loosened her stiff fingers, "Auntie, please don't be annoying if I say a few more words."
Meng Zhiyu smiled and shook her head, indicating that she didn't really care about her. She was very happy because Zhou's mother cared about her.
"If you don't learn now, you may have to learn in the future. Your auntie may not know, but here, before a girl gets married, she needs to make a new pair of shoes for her husband."
One pair is still too few. As long as the family is not extremely poor, they generally pursue good things in pairs. They will make two pairs of shoes and two sets of clothes for their future husbands as a return gift for the girl's betrothal gift.
Meng Zhiyu really didn't know much about shoemaking. All she knew before was that the man gave a betrothal gift and invited relatives and friends to a meal, and that was considered an engagement.
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