Chapter 15: I can only build one with mud

No need to go from street to street shouting and selling?

Can it be sold?

Zhou's mother was deeply puzzled and asked, "How do we sell it?"

In fact, Chen Xiang had already made up her mind when she saw the sweet potatoes in the warehouse. She said, "I plan to sell them at the gate of the county high school!"

Allow children to go to high school in the county.

I guess family is good.

"Go to the county high school?" Zhou's mother was a little skeptical: "It's so far..."

Father Zhou, who was half leaning on the kang, spoke at this time: "Ahem...my dear, since the child has made up his mind, let's support him."

"Xiaoxiang has made some money, so she can buy some more clothes if she wants."

After hearing this, Zhou's mother said nothing more.

On the contrary, Zhou's father was very interested in this matter. He smiled warmly on his square face: "Xiaoxiang, do you need Dad to do anything?"

Chen Xiang pondered for a moment and said, "There is no stove at home, so I can only build one with mud."

Father Zhou thought for a moment and said, "We have a tricycle at home. We can build the clay stove on it. This way it will be much easier to ride back and forth."

The girl stood by the kang, blinking her big eyes like a little animal, and said with a smile: "Dad's method is still the best."

"I want to build the stove this afternoon and try to bake a few sweet potatoes. If they sell well, I will go to the county high school tomorrow morning. If not, I will think of other ways to make money."

In short, in this life, she must make money and love Zhou Dongmeng again.

And I have to take good care of my father-in-law's health...

The family will always be together, forever!

Although Zhou's mother is gentle and kind, she has been taking care of the household for many years and has become a dexterous, diligent and capable woman.

When she heard her daughter-in-law say this, she immediately got off the kang and said, "Let's build the stove together."

"Your hands can't get wet. You conduct the movements and I'll build them..."

Zhou's father, who was standing by, couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

After laughing a few times, he ran out of breath and immediately started coughing: "Cough cough cough..."

Zhou's mother hurried over and patted the man on the back.

She complained, "Why are you in such a hurry? Look, you're panting again!"

Chen Xiang quickly poured Zhou's father a glass of warm water, watched him drink it, and asked worriedly, "Dad, how do you feel?"

Father Zhou drank some water to suppress his cough.

He waved his hands, put down the cup, and said hoarsely, "It's okay..."

As he spoke, the man looked at his wife beside him. A smile appeared on his face, which looked more haggard and old than most people of his age. He said, "Can you build a stove?"

Zhou's mother looked embarrassed: "Why not just try a few more times..."

Father Zhou: "Let me do it."

Chen Xiang didn't dare to let her seriously ill father-in-law work, so she quickly stopped him: "Dad, you should stay in the house."

"It's okay. It's sunny outside. It's nice to go to the yard and bask in the sun while working. Besides, it's not like I'm paralyzed and can't do anything..."

Zhou's mother pursed her lips and stared at her husband.

She knew him too well, and said to Chen Xiang, "Xiao Xiang, you don't need to persuade him. Once he makes a decision, nothing can change it."

Chen Xiang: “…”

I can feel it.

Father Zhou chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I'll come in and rest when I'm tired. I've got it all figured out."

"Okay, okay, you have the recipe, okay?"

Zhou's mother said perfunctorily, but she got up and took out a cotton padded jacket from the cupboard and put it on her husband, repeatedly reminding him: "Come back when you're tired! Got it!"

"Know!"

Father Zhou buttoned his cotton shirt to the first button below his neck.

He put on his cotton jacket and shoes and stood on the ground.

Probably because he was afraid that Zhou's mother would worry, he said, "I took some medicine at noon today, and now I feel better. I'm not so short of breath anymore."

"Are you still going to eat this next month?" asked Zhou's mother.

"Well... let's go."

As he spoke, Zhou's father pushed open the door of the east room and strode out to the yard.

Chen Xiang looked at Zhou's father's back and always felt that he was like a happy sparrow, chirping and making noise on his shoulders. Maybe he was suffocated in the house...

She shook her head helplessly.

Follow in the footsteps of your elders.

Before he even left the house, Zhou's mother pulled him back by the arm. She frowned and scolded him, "Say he didn't say anything about you. Put on your gloves quickly."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Xiang's hands were covered with a layer of warmth.

Zhou's mother helped her put on gloves skillfully.

Chen Xiang lifted it up and took a look. The cotton gloves were army green in color, with only two sections, the thumb being alone in one section, and the other four fingers squeezed together.

The curly, soft wool inside felt soft against her skin.

Warm and comfortable...

Chen Xiang rubbed her hands and smiled foolishly: "Mom, it's so warm."

"It's warm, it's made of wool, and it's used by the diving troops. Wear it when you go outside. Don't let your hands get frozen again."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were talking when they came out of the yard.