The eldest child pursed his lips.
He used to sleep with his back to Yin Lan's feet, but later he would take the initiative to warm his mother's often cold feet with his chest.
But today, he turned away again, his back to his mother.
The third child, with his rosy little mouth open, was already fast asleep and had no idea what was happening outside. Sleeping was the most important thing for him.
I slept soundly through the night.
The next morning, Yin Lan was still a little groggy when suddenly...
"Mother!" A startled cry woke her up.
Then came the sound of footsteps, and the next second, the eldest child rushed in, "Mom, at the door... at the door..."
"What's going on at the door?" Yin Lan was a little worried by his commotion.
The older child, catching his breath, said, "The entrance is all made of mud bricks!"
Yin Lan put on her coat and shoes, went out of the house, and saw that, just as Da Wa had said, there were only a dozen or so mud bricks yesterday, but now there were dozens.
"Da Hu must have moved here early this morning!" Da Wa had just finished speaking when Zhao Da Shan came over with two children not far away, carrying mud bricks in their hands.
Yin Lan was about to say that there was really no need to move so early in the morning,
It was Zhao Dashan who spoke first, somewhat embarrassed and reproachful, "Yourun's wife, you don't need to worry about the earthen stove. Just go do your own thing. Look at how early in the morning you're making the two kids carry so much. It's really unnecessary."
The children are talking about the eldest child and the second child. The eldest child and the second child are about the same age, and the second child is older.
But Da Hu was half a head taller than Da Wa.
Back when the original owner was alive, the two eldest children were lucky to have anything to eat, let alone eat well and be full.
That's why Zhao Dashan felt that his own child was suitable for carrying mud bricks, while his two older children were like bullying a little kid.
But Yin Lan was stunned. "You two moved here?"
The eldest and second children shook their heads.
They also thought it was Da Hu and Er Hu who did it.
Just then, a figure appeared at the bottom of the slope, carrying mud bricks.
When Tian Youwei saw that there were so many people standing there, he was stunned for a moment, his ears turned a little red, and then he threw down the mud bricks and turned to run away.
"Hey..." Yin Lan realized what was happening and tried to call him, but it was too late; Tian Youwei had already disappeared.
Yin Lan: ......
She was surprised and amused at the same time; this child was simply...
Zhao Dashan was also extremely surprised. "Tian Youwei? This kid never does anything at home. Why is he helping you move mud bricks today? How did he know these mud bricks were for you? This is really strange."
The little incident that happened this morning has passed.
Zhao Dashan had already made half of the mud bricks yesterday, and he will make the other half today. Next, they will be dried and fired.
Yin Lan told him not to rush, but Zhao Dashan had promised to finish it as soon as possible, in case Yin Lan needed to use the oxcart to go to the county town later.
Yin Lan's last sale went very smoothly, and she will definitely continue to sell. However, the problem now is that there are wild boars in the mountains, which pose a temporary danger. Wild boars must be eliminated. If they are allowed to continue to breed and grow, they will be a significant threat to crops and the personal safety of villagers.
With this in mind, Yin Lan decided to go see the village head today.
In addition, those stones have been sitting for a few days, and there are also sweet potatoes at home; she can try to see if she can really make jelly from them.
These days are truly fulfilling, every day is a day of handicrafts, but Yin Lan still likes her current life very much.
She also temporarily put her cheap husband, who was about to return, out of her mind.
After delivering the items, Zhao Dashan and his son went back.
Along the way, Da Hu and Er Hu had already told their mother yesterday how delicious Aunt Yin's fish was.
Now that they're with their dad, the two kids are remembering the smell of fish from yesterday.
"Dad, Aunt Yin's fish is much tastier than Grandma's used to be."
Zhao Dashan didn't believe it. He said that fish was not as good as chicken or fatty pork. Chicken fat and pork fat were really delicious. Fish was meat, but it didn't have much oil. Although it was definitely better than vegetables, it wasn't that delicious.
However, Zhao Dashan still looked at Yin Lan with new respect.
In just a few days, it's as if Run's wife has become a completely different person. Not only has she learned to cook, but she's also become more patient, more talkative, and more eloquent.
It's clear that once a woman is beautiful and intelligent, she'll likely excel in other areas as well; it all depends on whether she's willing to live a good life.
If you don't live a good life, your home will be in chaos; if you do live a good life, everything will be prosperous.
Zhao Dashan also learned that Chen Yourun would be back soon. He had received a lot of help from Chen Yourun in the past, and seeing that his wife had improved, Zhao Dashan was also happy.
I wonder how happy he must be to see this thriving home when he comes back.
But the battle outside isn't over yet, so why is Chen Yourun back? The village head didn't explain the situation. Now that he's back, he won't get his allowance anymore. I wonder if Yourun's wife will feel resentful.
However, Chen Yourun was also a skilled farmer, and his family should be able to live a prosperous life.
Small thatched hut.
This morning, we had a thick bowl of porridge at home, along with four poached eggs.
One adult and three children each received a bowl of porridge and an egg.
From a modern perspective, this is just an ordinary breakfast. But in Tiejian Village during this era, most families didn't have breakfast. The villagers who only ate one meal a day didn't even have the same standard of living as Yin Lan's breakfast.
In any case, Yin Lan would never lower her standards; she would never allow herself to be wronged when it comes to food.
Every time her eldest son sees her grabbing rice, his brows furrow like an old man's. I wonder if her cheap husband is the same way, and if he also complains that she eats too well.
If things don't work out by then...
Then we can just break up!
Having already died once, Yin Lan would never tolerate such trivial matters.
After eating and drinking their fill, the three little ones had round bellies. Eggs are delicious fried, but they're also very tasty boiled.
The second child was assigned to wash the dishes, while the eldest child was required to wash all the sweet potatoes in the house.
Yin Lan roughly drew a diagram on the ground and asked the two children to go outside the village to find some scallions and licorice. Fortunately, Yin Lan had seen both of these things before, so the task was not difficult.
Go find some larger pieces of firewood.
Don't take anything too big, and don't let two kids move it. Take a small amount at a time, and bring it in several trips.
After Yin Lan gave these instructions, Da Wa muttered under his breath, "Mother is so long-winded..."
He was immediately flicked on the forehead by Yin Lan!
You little brat, how dare you talk about her like that?
Yin Lan began to reflect: Had she been too kind to them lately? It seemed she should occasionally show some of the original owner's domineering presence.
What to do when your child is disobedient? Just give them a beating.
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