"Sister-in-law, you need a ticket for the soap."
Only at the end of the year will the team receive a small share, which they still need to pay for.
Last year you said that using soap was a waste of money, and that wood ash would be fine, right?
Xiuhua and Xiuchun stared melancholically at the quilt cover that Ningjing was holding.
After washing it clean, you still need to find thread to sew it up!
I don't know how much thread we have left at home. If all else fails, I'll borrow some from Sister Guihua first, and then pay her back when the money and grain are distributed.
Pfft... What is that? Wood ash?!
Ning Jing almost doubted that she was hallucinating.
Before she could react, Xiuchun had already turned around and entered the kitchen, then pulled out a wooden basin and some freshly cooked food from the stove, still warm with ashes.
Although the Fu family only had two and a half rooms, their courtyard was quite large.
Near the corner of the wall, there was a large vat filled with water drawn from the river at the village entrance.
Xiuchun took the quilt cover from Ningjing's hand, put it in the wooden basin, and first scooped water to soak the quilt cover.
Then he took it out, placed it on a flat stone block, sprinkled the wood ash evenly on the quilt, and began to scrub it vigorously.
Ning Jing swallowed hard as she watched Xiu Chun's efficient movements. Not daring to look at Xiu Hua's expression, she turned and went back into the house to take out the cotton wadding to air it out first.
She simply couldn't stand the musty smell.
Xiuhua sighed and helped Ningjing lower the bouncy frame that was leaning against the wall, then hung the tattered cotton wadding on the bamboo pole to dry.
Ning Jing held her breath and carefully hung the tattered cotton wadding to dry.
She always felt that the cotton wadding was about to fall apart into pieces and onto the ground at any moment.
During the meal, Ning Jing couldn't help but ask, "During the New Year, besides soap, were cotton balls distributed?"
There's only one quilt at home; we'll definitely need to make another one for winter.
In this weather, there's absolutely no need to cover yourself with a blanket.
But when winter comes, there are so many children in the house besides her.
This thin blanket, clumped together, is not warm at all; it's not even enough to cover one corner of a child.
Ning Jing didn't know that the Fu family used to have two quilts.
One was built by the original owner, Siya, and the twins together, and the other was built by Xiuhua, Xiuchun, and Tiedan together.
The quilt that remains now, clumped together, is the one that the original owner used to cover himself with.
In addition, the quilt that Xiuhua and the others used was taken away by the original owner's aunt after spring.
Because of this, Xiuhua was angry with the original owner for a long time.
When Ning Jing suddenly asked about cotton, the children paused in their eating, especially Xiu Chun and Tie Dan, who couldn't help but steal glances at their second sister.
Xiuhua pursed her lips, but gripped her chopsticks tightly.
"In the spring, didn't you say that it was hot and we didn't need the quilts, and that your aunt's family had many children, so you gave them to them?"
Not to mention that during the New Year, each person could only receive two ounces of cotton coupons, and they still had to pay money to buy them.
Our family of seven only received one pound and four ounces of cotton coupons, which was not enough to make quilts.
Besides, even if we make new quilts, what if my aunt's family comes over?
As she finished speaking, Xiuhua looked at Ning Jing with a hint of suspicion in her eyes.
After hearing Xiuhua's words, Ningjing had only one thought in her mind: What was the original owner up to?
With so many children in their own family, and only two blankets in total, they actually had the audacity to give one of them to their aunt's family, who seemed to think the whole family was taking advantage of them.
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