Hearing Fu Hongxing say that, Ning Jing finally felt completely relieved.
According to Fu Hongxing, there are still several batches of grain to be delivered. Once those grains are transported back, the county's food shortage situation will definitely be alleviated.
"Let's go inside, it's awfully cold outside."
Fu Hongxing hoisted the sack with one hand and put his arm around Ning Jing as they entered the courtyard.
Xiuhua and Tiedan quickly closed the gate to the courtyard. They looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes.
They bet that the older brother definitely didn't believe what his sister-in-law said.
No need to ask why, people's will to survive is just that strong.
Fu Hongxing smiled and told Ning Jing to go back to her room first, while he put the food in the kitchen.
But as Ning Jing turned around, Fu Hongxing grabbed Tie Dan, who wanted to follow his sister-in-law back into the house, and they went into the kitchen together.
After a long while, Fu Hongxing finally came out with a livid face.
Tie Dan, who was following behind him, looked completely dejected.
When Fu Hongxing reached the door, he vigorously rubbed his face.
Then, with the same smile as before, he pushed open the door and went inside.
Seeing Fu Hongxing enter the room, Ning Jing quickly took out the shoes she had made recently and handed them to him.
"Try them on and see if they fit."
Xiuhua used to do it all, and she just helped out.
She's really gone all out to earn gold coins lately.
Fu Hongxing looked at the two pairs of cotton shoes handed to him, but his eyes fell on Ning Jing's fingers.
All that could be seen were scars on his fingers and the area between his thumb and forefinger.
These are marks left when you use up all the cotton thread while sewing the soles of shoes.
When he was little, he often saw it on his mother's hands.
Fu Hongxing reached out and grabbed Ning Jing's hand holding the shoes, then used his other hand to take the shoes from her hand and put them aside.
Then, calmly spread out her palms and examine them carefully.
When Ning Jing saw Fu Hongxing do this, she instinctively tried to pull her hand back.
But her strength was no match for Fu Hongxing's. Fu Hongxing held her hand firmly, making it impossible for her to move.
On the fingertip, there were still unhealed needle marks, clearly from being pricked by needles and thread while making shoes.
Because the needles and threads used for making shoes are very thick, those fine needles are only suitable for making clothes.
Therefore, little by little, the needle marks on Ning Jing's fingers became particularly noticeable.
Fu Hongxing said in a hoarse voice, "The mine issues liberation shoes, you don't need to work so hard."
Ning Jing shook her head and replied, "It's not hard work. Xiuhua used to do this all the time."
I'm just a beginner, so I'm not very skilled yet!
Once you get more skilled, you won't do that anymore.
Moreover, those liberation shoes were okay to wear in spring and autumn, but they made your feet smell in summer, and they were too thin and cold in winter.
I stuffed these cotton shoes with plenty of cotton, so you don't have to worry about them wearing out. We can just make more if they do.
Ning Jing covered the needle prick holes on her other hand with her other hand, her face flushed as she explained.
Fu Hongxing stared at Ning Jing, whose face was slightly flushed, for a while before slowly letting go of her hand, humming in agreement.
Then he turned around and went out, scooped up a basin of warm water from the pot, and took off the liberation shoes he was wearing.
After washing his feet clean, he picked up the shoes that he had placed on the kang (a heated brick bed) and tried them on.
Fu Hongxing stood up, took a few steps, looked up at Ning Jing and said with a smile, "It's very comfortable, just right."
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