Song Tangcheng had lunch with Aunt Li and the others today. After the meal, she had no free time as she had to feed her baby. After the banquet was finally over, they packed up and went home.
Aunt Li shared the remaining meat and vegetables with them. These were excess portions, just enough for two or three families to share. They could just heat them up and eat them for dinner.
Song Tangcheng didn't refuse and let Cheng Fangyuan take it home. However, when they got home, they all sat on the chairs like Ge You. Each of them had a full stomach, so when they got home, they no longer cared about their image as before, and just lay on the chairs to digest it.
Song Tanglan only then remembered that her wine had not been sealed yet, so she hurriedly said, "Second sister, second sister, I almost forgot to seal the wine."
Song Tangzi was so sleepy that he had half-closed his eyes. When he heard about the wine, he immediately perked up. Yesterday, he heard that his fourth sister had prepared a gift for his nephew, and he felt lost for a long time when he didn't prepare any.
But the fourth sister said that the gift she prepared could be considered as one they prepared together, and then they could seal the wine for Mumu together, so that it would not be considered that he, the uncle, had not prepared anything.
He was very happy to hear this.
Seeing his sister-in-law so excited, Song Tangcheng nodded, took out the red seal he had prepared long ago, and took the baby out again.
"Come on, take out your wine, and take out the oil paper as well. Your second brother-in-law has prepared everything else."
When Cheng Fangyuan heard this, he knew what they were going to do. He took out the materials he had prepared long ago and taught the two of them how to seal the wine one by one.
Song Tanglan and Song Tangzi learned very seriously, following the steps he taught step by step. They decided to seal it with mulberry paper and wax, and then wrap it with a layer of oil paper.
Song Tanglan and the other person carefully took the red mud and pressed it on the baby's feet, and then carefully pressed it on the Moutai bottle, for fear of damaging the pattern of the footprints.
They were very careful with every step, and only did it after it was dry, in order to avoid damaging the pattern by wrapping it.
"Fourth sister, this footprint doesn't dry well. Why does it look wet? Won't it disappear if I rub it off soon?"
"It's okay. When I bought the red clay, the supply and marketing cooperative member said that this is okay." Song Tanglan was actually a little nervous, but she still believed what the supply and marketing cooperative member said. She was afraid that the footprints could not be preserved, so she printed several more on oil paper before starting to seal the wine.
"If the one on the wine jar can't be saved, there's still the one on the oil paper."
"Fourth sister is so smart." Seeing this, Song Tangzi started to flatter her.
Song Tangcheng sat aside and watched them tinkering with it. After they finally sealed the wine and put it back into the box, Song Tanglan took out more oil paper and wrapped it layer by layer until the whole bottle of wine was wrapped tightly.
Only then did he put it in the wooden box with satisfaction, went under a peach tree, and prepared to dig a hole.
Song Tangcheng watched them pick up their small hoes and start digging there. He couldn't help but remind them, "Be careful, don't destroy my peach tree."
"No, we are so far away, how can we destroy it?"
The two men quickly dug a hole 1 meter deep, carefully placed the box inside, buried it with soil, and filled the ground. Then everything was fine.
After the full moon banquet, it was time to go back to work. Song Tanglan had to go back to the fields to work. She politely declined Song Tangzi's idea of going with her and asked him to help take care of the baby at home.
Song Tangzi felt a little aggrieved when she heard her fourth sister refuse, but she had no choice but to agree when she thought that it would be very hard for her second sister to take care of the baby alone.
When there are only two people and a baby left at home.
Song Tangzi began to look at the various rural utensils. What made him curious was the wood-burning stove. He had never seen it before. Firewood was rarely used in the city.
"You're so curious, how about I teach you how to make a fire?"
"Okay, okay!" Song Tangzi was very curious when he heard that he could experience it. He imitated Song Tangcheng's way of lighting a fire and putting firewood in it. Unexpectedly, a lot of smoke came out of the room before the firewood was lit.
He was choked and coughed continuously. Song Tangcheng didn't expect that although his movements looked very professional, in the end so much smoke came out as if the kitchen was on fire.
Song Tangcheng hurriedly stood on the other side to watch how he burned the firewood. Seeing that the firewood burning hole was filled with firewood, he quickly reached out and pulled out several pieces of firewood, and covered his nose with his hand.
"Xiao Zi, you have to leave some air when burning wood, let air in, so that it won't smoke like crazy."
"Okay, okay." Song Tangzi pulled out a few more pieces of firewood and stared at it. He found that the fire was indeed getting bigger and bigger, unlike just now when there was only smoke.
Seeing that he had almost mastered it, Song Tangcheng went back to the other side to continue cutting vegetables.
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Song Tanglan had been exposed to the scorching sun for two or three hours. When she stood up and was about to drink water, she felt dizzy all over. It seemed that she had heatstroke.
After taking a break, I returned to the edge of the field, sat down to drink some water and rest. Looking at the large field in front of me, I felt a little discouraged because I had to pull weeds every few days.
"Pulling weeds on a hot day is not a job for humans."
As the days went by, Song Tanglan couldn't bear it anymore. She decided to change her job so that at least she wouldn't have to be exposed to the scorching sun every day. If she continued like this, she would get heatstroke sooner or later.
In addition, such days were too difficult to endure. Thinking that there were still 6 years left, she wanted to lie on the ground and not want to get up.
I finally made it to noon and returned home exhausted.
Seeing her like this, Song Tangcheng was heartbroken and scolded her. "I told you to change jobs, but you refused to believe me. Look, you've lost several pounds from all the hard work these past few days. Listen to me. I'll ask the team leader to change your job. If you keep going like this, your body won't be able to take it."
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