After discussing planting, Su Yun'er changed the subject to talking about cotton-padded coats and quilts.
Grandma Chen was clearly more interested in making new clothes and quilts, and she already had a plan in mind: to take apart old clothes, piece them together, and add new cotton to make them new clothes; and to fluff the old cotton again to make it softer and warmer.
This made Su Yun'er even happier.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were talking when they heard someone knocking at the door.
The voice sounds like Song Muqiang.
Su Yun'er hurriedly went to open the door, and sure enough, it was Song Muqiang who had arrived, with a load of firewood behind him.
"Shanhe's wife, I've brought you the firewood you asked for yesterday afternoon."
Su Yun'er's husband in this body is named Chen Shanhe. Some people in the village call her by her name, or they politely call her Shanhe's wife, while others disrespectfully call her Chen's widow.
"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Muqiang. I'll go get the rest of the money for you." Su Yun'er let Song Muqiang into the yard and went inside to get the money.
The money for firewood was set aside in advance and was not spent on buying cloth and cotton.
Song Muqiang happily accepted the money, chatted with Old Lady Chen for a few more minutes, and then prepared to leave.
Suddenly remembering something, he turned around and said, "Oh, right, Shanhe's wife, my mother asked me to tell you that firewood isn't just those big tree stumps and branches. Straw left over after the harvest, pine cones that have fallen from the mountains, and dried bushes can all be used as firewood. If you can't carry it all by yourself, you can borrow my cart. I've delivered the message. I won't disturb your rest any longer. I'm leaving now."
After saying that, Song Muqiang left without waiting for his mother and daughter-in-law to say anything.
Grandma Chen sighed, "The Song family mother and son are truly kind-hearted. They're saving us money on firewood from now on."
"Yes, Aunt Song is kind-hearted, tough on the outside but soft on the inside." Su Yun'er was also very moved.
"Hey, Little Tree's mom, why does this load of firewood seem like so much?"
Su Yun'er glanced at it a few times and also felt that there was more firewood than usual, which meant that Aunt Song and her son were secretly helping her again.
During the famine years, the Song family relied on Song Muqiang's job selling firewood to earn a living. His family was large and their economic conditions were not good. Giving the Chen family so much more firewood today meant that they would earn less money.
Even though they were hurt by the original owner of the body, they still have this kind heart. How can people not be moved?
I must repay this favor tenfold in the future!
After taking a short nap, Su Yun'er started tidying up the yard.
In the past few years, the original owner of this body has not cared about the family. Old Mrs. Chen is weak and has no energy, and the yard has not been taken care of for a long time. Su Yun'er had already tidied up a few corners before, and today she was going to deal with this vegetable garden.
First, I cleared away the weeds in the field, then turned over the soil, and then brought over a few usable basins, filled them with the loosened soil, and sowed some of the seeds I had harvested that day.
After moving them inside, water was drawn from the spring water tank and used to irrigate the seeds once, and that was it. Next, all that was left was to wait for the seeds to sprout.
While Su Yun'er was doing all this, the two children were also helping out, which resulted in them getting a lot of dirt on their clothes and heads.
"Brother, you have so much dirt on your head, hahaha, and mud on your nose too!" Little Grass pointed at Little Tree's cat-like face and laughed so hard she almost fell over.
Upon hearing this, Xiaoshu reached out to touch his hair, only to have the dirt from his hand fall onto his head. His silly appearance amused and exasperated Old Mrs. Chen, who said, "You silly child, now you have even more dirt on your head. With so much dirt, you're not allowed to sleep on the kang (heated brick bed)."
"Mom, the little grass wants to take a bath; there's dirt on its face too."
"Okay, let's take a bath! Let's all take a bath! Mom, you should take a hot bath too, it'll make you feel better."
Grandma Chen initially wanted to refuse, as less bathwater would require a lot of firewood, which she was reluctant to do. However, she couldn't resist the persistent pleading of the little tree and grass, so she finally agreed.
The bathwater was naturally heated by Su Yun'er using the spiritual spring water from her spatial storage.
Let's take a refreshing bath together today!
To save water, Xiaocao and Grandma Chen bathed together in a large wooden tub, while Xiaoshu bathed alone in a large wooden basin.
Su Yun'er had bathed in it before and knew that soaking in the spiritual spring water would make her feel relaxed all over. It could not only wash away dirt, but also fade scars and make her skin more delicate.
Sure enough, after taking a bath, the three of them felt much lighter and more comfortable.
"Mom, look, Xiaocao thinks she's gotten fairer." Xiaocao, still wearing her undergarments, rolled up her sleeves and excitedly showed Su Yun'er.
Su Yun'er smiled and agreed.
As expected of a girl, she's really sensitive about things like getting whiter and prettier.
On the other side, Xiaoshu suddenly exclaimed.
Su Yun'er and Old Lady Chen rushed over to see, only to find him pointing to a scar on his leg.
"Grandma, the scar on my leg has faded."
"It really is true." Grandma Chen looked at her grandson's scars with surprise, and felt a pang of heartache as she recalled the past.
This scar was from when Xiaoshu was a child, and he was naughty and liked to climb trees. Once, he fell from a tree and got a cut. He bled a lot. It was Grandma Chen who took the child to a villager and asked someone to bandage him. At that time, the original owner of this body was doing farm work at her parents' home.
Su Yun'er looked at the scar and gently touched it. Although it had faded considerably under the influence of the spiritual spring water, the length and feel of the scar still allowed Su Yun'er to imagine how terrible the wound must have been when she was injured.
Xiao Shu saw through Su Yun'er's thoughts, quickly pulled down his trouser leg, and jumped up.
"Mom, Xiaoshu is alright now, and it doesn't hurt anymore."
Looking at such a sensible child, Su Yun'er smiled, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
After taking a bath, Grandma Chen went to bed, while Su Yun'er and her two children started making snowflake sugar balls and candied hawthorns together.
With the experience from their previous two attempts, they were more skilled this time and finished quickly.
The quantity is slightly more than before, but not by much.
On the one hand, if it's too heavy, I can't carry it myself; on the other hand, scarcity marketing can continuously attract potential users.
After finishing her work, seeing that it was still early, Su Yun'er took the children back to the house to rest for a while.
I closed my eyes and quickly fell asleep. When I opened them again, the sunset outside the window was almost gone, and I could still hear the clanging and banging of cooking coming from the kitchen.
It must be Grandma Chen cooking.
Recently, Su Yun'er has been going out to sell things and has hardly rested at home. Old Mrs. Chen has seen all of this. Moreover, Old Mrs. Chen is much healthier now than before and can do some basic housework.
With Grandma Chen helping with the housework, Su Yun'er can have an easier time.
Just then, an alarm clock rang in the space.
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