Last time, he refused to go to school after less than three months. This time, he should be able to stay with Xiangdong and the other kids.
He deeply felt the importance of reading from Li Mingqing.
Reading a book increases your wisdom.
There are only two children in the family, so we can still afford the money for schooling.
The team leader said nothing. After all, every family was not rich and could only make ends meet.
In the evening, when Li Mingqing and Sun Jiaxue returned to the village, the clinic was basically completed.
"Wife, I'm going to the old house to make brooms with Dad."
"I'll go with you and ask mother to borrow some shoe patterns."
"Will you make shoes?"
"Yes, prepare some winter shoes. The cotton shoes sold at the supply and marketing cooperative aren't thick enough, and riding a bike is even colder. Once you have the cotton shoes made, I guarantee you'll be warm."
After hearing this, Li Mingqing smiled and said, "Okay, thank you for making cotton shoes for me in such a hot day."
The two smiled at each other and went to the old house.
Old man Li has taken out all his stuff.
Sun-dried bamboo shoots, sorghum soaked in water and thin threads.
The thin wires were required to be relatively strong. Old Lady Li picked up two thin wires, placed them on her legs and pinched them with her hands. The thin wires merged into one and became particularly strong.
After seeing this, Li Mingqing felt that everyone at that time was a craftsman.
He is proficient in all eighteen martial arts.
"Dad, I knew you were good at weaving baskets, but I didn't expect you were so good at making brooms too."
"Your grandfather passed on the skill of making brooms to me. It's a unique skill."
"Really?"
"That's right. Your grandfather would have been happy if he knew you were so successful. You were only a few days away from being born, but alas, we never got to meet you."
It is inevitable to feel sad when recalling the death of a loved one.
Li Mingqing comforted him, "Grandpa must know. We went to the grave on the mountain in the dark last time to share the good news."
"That's right. I dreamed about your grandparents a few days ago."
The father and son chatted while making brooms, without interrupting their work at all.
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