Chapter 87 Sitting on Lap
"Really? Then, can my fourth sister-in-law find water?" Qiao Dangui became worried again.
"I don't know if you can find me, but if you want to get some help, please help."
"What can I do for you?"
Li Yuzhi talked about promoting the event on the streets.
Qiao Dangui and Mo Cuiyu were both puzzled.
"Why make it known to everyone when there's still no result?"
Isn't this leaving no way out for yourself?
"Fourth brother's wife is the head of our family. Whatever she says is the truth, and we just do it." Li Yuzhi said no more and walked forward with Huo Jingya.
Mo Cuiyu was about to catch up when Qiao Dangui pulled her back.
"Sister-in-law, do we really have to follow the propaganda? Isn't it too hasty? What if we can't find water..."
"If we can't find water, at most we'll be laughed at. But if we can find water, our Huo family will be the great hero who saved the people from suffering, and everyone will respect us from now on.
Dangui, Fourth Sister-in-law is betting for the entire Huo family. We can't help much, so just follow the eldest sister-in-law in spreading the word."
"Okay, let's go together." said Qiao Dangui.
Anyway, my mother-in-law is not at home today, so she won’t know what they are doing.
Mo Cuiyu caught up with Li Yuzhi.
Li Yuzhi quietly asked her, "Did Second Aunt scold you again?"
"No."
Mo Cuiyu also spoke up for Mrs. Ding: "My mother-in-law must have been anxious that day. When I got home, she apologized to me and gave me a piece of cake to eat."
And when he found out that she secretly gave eggs to Feng'er, he didn't scold her.
That's already good.
She has never been liked by her mother-in-law, so it would be better if she could just treat her and her mother as invisible people, just like before.
Li Yuzhi frowned. The way Second Aunt scolded someone that day didn't seem to be in a moment of desperation, but rather as if she wanted to cut the person to pieces.
"Anyway, you should be careful. If you are bullied, let Feng'er come and inform us."
"I understand, sister-in-law."
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Sang Ning watched Liu Dong and his son smash the kang, and Old Man Liu immediately understood what was going on.
It is indeed similar to the one in Lu.
At that time, there was no cement or steel bars, and all that was used were adobe and long bricks called jian.
There are two maze-like walls between the kangs, and the gaps between the bricks are sealed with acid mud.
Sour mud is a thin mud formed by mixing the local loess, wheat husks, and wheat straw together and adding water to stir.
It’s the same one used on the walls of the houses here.
The top layer is covered with flat stone slabs as the kang surface, and then a layer of mud is applied on the surface.
After the mud dries, you can spread the mat and sleep.
The stone slabs on the kang in the main room are still intact. We just need to buy two more stone slabs for the kang and some bricks from the stonemason.
As for the rest, Old Man Liu said he could do it himself.
"I'll leave the purchase of the slate to you, Uncle Liu. Just agree with them on how much silver or grain they need, and I'll settle the bill once you've delivered it to them."
"If Madam Sang can trust me, the old man, then I will go."
Sang Ning smiled and said, "I can trust you."
This kang looks simple, but it tests the master's carefulness and responsibility.
Neither Old Man Liu nor Liu Dong and his son are cunning or dishonest people.
She felt relieved.
"Also, in addition to the wages I'll give you at the end, I'll also provide you with a meal at noon, so you don't need to bring any dry food."
"That's fine, that's fine..."
The two of them didn't ask how much they would be paid in the end. After all, the materials were paid for by the other party, and if they didn't do a good job the first time, they would just take whatever they were paid.
They cleaned the old kang and Sang Ning went to the kitchen.
She wants to make something to eat for the child.
Unexpectedly, Huo Changan was there.
He was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a piece of broken tile and peeling potatoes carefully.
The movements were still a little unfamiliar, but he had almost mastered them, as there were already three scraped pieces on the chopping board.
His hands had distinct joints, his nails were newly grown and still very short, his skin was pale, and faint blue veins were visible underneath.
These are a pair of powerful hands.
Just now, she saw him teaching Jintang to dance with sticks from the window.
The moment it was swung, the wind whistled and the stick made a clanging sound.
And his whole body was like a newly sharpened sword, unstoppable.
This is the youngest son whom the old lady mentioned as the most useless.
So how outstanding are the first few?
Sonning didn't realize he had been standing there for too long.
It took so long that Huo Changan had already scraped six potatoes. He turned around and asked, "Are you still scraping?"
Sang Ning was startled and came to his senses.
Yeah, mom!
She could resist touching Huo Changan's good figure, and she could resist looking at his dashing and heroic figure just now.
Why is she so fascinated by the feeling of being a husband who stays in the kitchen and scrapes potatoes?
Just forget it!
The character is wrong!
He shouldn't be here.
"Isn't it Third Sister-in-law who shaves? Why is it your turn now?" Sang Ning grinned deliberately with disgust.
The boy's eyes flickered, and he couldn't figure out Sang Ning's thoughts for a moment.
She had just looked at it for a long time and thought...
However, the tone of his voice was one of disdain.
Like it or not...
"Third sister-in-law, she went out with mother, saying she wanted to get some more stuffing for the pillow."
Sang Ning got a piece of cloth from Manager Cao and originally planned to make a new pillow for each person. Since she didn't know how to do this, she naturally gave it to her sisters-in-law who were good at embroidery.
Use buckwheat husks obtained from villagers and mix them with some dried wild chrysanthemums as fillers to help with sleep.
There were too many pillows, but the filling was definitely not enough. I don't know what they were looking for.
"oh."
"Shave a few more."
He came here on his own, it would be a waste if he didn’t use it!
A man who can't cook is not a good man.
Huo Changan's eyes lit up and he immediately picked up the tile again.
The corners of his mouth also curved into a noticeable arc.
One of them scraped the other and cut, and they quickly finished a pot of meat.
Sang Ning instructed him to light the fire again.
Since Huo Changan didn't know how to do it, she taught him.
Squatting in front of the stove, Sanning took a handful of hay and demonstrated.
"Light it from the bottom, then stand the hay upright. When you see the flames get bigger, throw them in. Throw in some thin wood first..."
The fire started and Sanning stepped back.
Who knew that Huo Changan turned his wheelchair and moved forward at some point.
She tripped over her heels and sat down on the boy's legs.
His hands subconsciously circled the woman's waist.
This isn't the first time I've been circled.
These two nights...
But he was still so nervous that his heart was trembling. This time, his body was stiff and his breathing almost stopped.
Because she is awake.
Sang Ning thought he was going to hit the back of his head, but unexpectedly he sat on the cushion of flesh.
Ouch! She slapped the armrests on both sides.
This wheelchair is really well made, it feels like sitting on a dragon throne!
She even reached out and pinched the pad of flesh underneath, but he didn't feel it anyway.
Since coming to Liangzhou, Sang Ning has never massaged his legs, he always does it himself.
He would also use his hands to bend his legs to force them to move.
It works, my legs haven't become limp, and my muscles aren't so stiff anymore, they're quite firm.
If the meridians are unblocked, you can stand up with a little exercise.
"You light the fire!" Sang Ning stood up slowly.
"I drank too much water, so I'll go out for a while."
Huo Changan lowered his head, reached out, grabbed the corner of his clothes and pulled it down hard.
"Did I push you?"
Did she make him pee when she squatted down like that?
Is your sister sitting on the bladder?
"No!" the boy refused hastily.
As if he was really afraid of her help, he turned the wheelchair skillfully and hurried out of the kitchen.
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