Chapter 117: Zhuzhu, move somewhere!
Madam Si smiled and patted her head: "Well, he will say good things, we just have to wait for him to come back."
After Wu Ma finished the worship, it was time to start cleaning the house.
Cleaning both inside and outside the house is a big job.
The children couldn't sit still and picked up brooms to help.
The housekeeper felt a headache when he looked at these people. Seeing their attitude, he had no choice but to find something for them to do.
He gave each of them a rag and asked them to help wipe the tables, chairs and benches at home.
The children were very happy and started to work with rags in hand.
Bai Qiao found two large handkerchiefs, folded them into triangular squares, and put them on Juanjuan and Si Jinchen's heads to prevent their hair from getting dirty with dust.
Mrs. Si also found them some sleeves and a few aprons that had been sewn up a few times and made smaller. After they put them on, she took them upstairs to start cleaning.
The two children followed her up to the third floor with feather dusters and rags.
Si Tian, Si Gu and Si Ning originally lived here. Later, Si Tian injured his leg and it was inconvenient for him to go up and down the stairs, so they moved to the first floor. After Si Ning got married, the room became empty.
Si Gu went abroad to study, so no one lives on this floor anymore, but they still come to clean it regularly, so it's not that dirty.
"There are quite a few spider webs on the balcony. We need to get a broom to clean them up." Old Madam Si looked up at the balcony.
"Grandma, I'm coming, I'm coming." Juanjuan ran over.
"You are a little girl who is not even as tall as a broom. How can you clean it?" Old Madam Si was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"Grandma, I can do it!" Juanjuan pouted.
"Okay, okay, come here, come here." Old Madam Si shook her head helplessly.
She said this, but she was still worried about leaving her alone on the balcony, so she asked others to clean the room first and stayed with her.
Juanjuan tilted his head back with his mouth slightly open: "Zhuzhu, you two should move!"
"Hiss. Ah! Moving is so troublesome!" The spider's voice was so small that it could be almost inaudible.
"But if you don't move, you will be swept away by the broom!" Juanjuan looked at the spider above his head.
"Hiss. Can we move back after moving away? The weather is warmer here and there are more mosquitoes. I can't eat enough!" The spider shook its body.
"Okay! Mosquito bites make it itchy, and Juanjuan doesn't like mosquitoes." Juanjuan nodded and promised them to move back in a few days.
"Hiss. Then we have a deal." After saying that, the spider began to collect the spider silk on the balcony.
Old Madam Si just accompanied her and looked up at the ceiling on the balcony, not knowing what the little girl was going to do.
As a result, she noticed that the spider webs on the balcony seemed to have become fewer. She rubbed her eyes uncertainly, and when she looked again, there was no spider web left, not even a single spider silk thread.
I lay on the balcony and looked down, but didn't see any trace of spiders.
She turned to look at Juanjuan: "Did Juanjuan and the others move?"
"Yeah, yeah, let's move them back after the New Year so we can catch mosquitoes." Juanjuan smiled brightly.
"This is a good idea. Our Juanjuan has been a great help." Old Lady Si scratched her little nose.
Juanjuan happily ran to find Si Jinchen, and the two children used rags to wipe the places they could reach, and asked Baiqiao and Mayang to clean the higher places.
If it's a higher place, the soldiers at home will take action.
"Wow! This aunt is so beautiful." Juanjuan climbed onto the chair in front of the dressing table and saw the photo in the frame on it.
The woman was wearing a well-fitting cheongsam, with her black hair tied up behind her head. Her face was bright yet cold, making people unable to take their eyes off her.
She is tall and can attract a lot of people's attention just by standing there.
Si Jinchen stood on tiptoe and looked over at the dressing table: "This is my aunt."
Juanjuan turned her head and looked at him: "Auntie is so beautiful, so beautiful!"
"Yes, aunt is the most beautiful." Si Jinchen nodded in agreement.
Madam Si reached out and picked up the photo frame on the table: "This was taken before your aunt got married. I don't know when they will be able to come back."
"Grandma, do you miss Auntie?" Juanjuan tilted her little head to look at her.
"Yes, she will definitely like Juanjuan when she sees him." Old Madam Si put the photo frame back on the table.
But the fact that she has never conceived a child is also a knot in her heart.
Although Miao Jiu didn't care, she still thought a lot about it. She loved children so much, and she would regret it in her life if she couldn't have her own children.
She still remembered that when Achen was born, Aming was so depressed that she didn't want to face him.
It was Aning who took Achen to her side to take care of him. As his mother, how much she loved the child, how could she not know.
Juanjuan tilted her head and looked at the woman in the photo, looking forward to meeting her aunt soon.
The glass in the room was polished so brightly that you could see the reflection of people.
"Grandma, should we put up the window paper-cuts?" Si Jinchen looked at the clean glass.
"Wait until New Year's Eve to put it up. Now we need to clean the house first." Old Madam Si smiled and touched his head.
"Madam, my aunt's room has been cleaned. Let's go to the next room." After the soldier said that, he turned and went to the next room.
The room next door belongs to Si Tian. There is not much stuff here. His things have been moved downstairs, and only some rarely used things are left.
It’s quick to clean here, and it’s clean in no time.
The last room was Sigu's. As soon as we entered, we saw a lot of books. Some of the words were unfamiliar to both children.
"Uncle San's room, there are so many books." Juanjuan looked at the bookcase full of books curiously.
"Your third uncle likes reading." Old Madam Si smiled as she looked at the cabinet full of books.
Juanjuan frowned and said, "Juanjuan doesn't like reading, but she likes listening to stories."
She turned to look at Si Jinchen: "Brother, can Third Uncle tell stories?"
Si Jinchen lowered his head and thought for a while. He couldn't quite remember whether his third uncle could tell stories. He was less than two years old when his third uncle went abroad.
"Your third uncle is not good at speaking. You will know when you meet him." Old Madam Si also had a headache when she thought of her third son.
I don’t know if this guy’s name is wrong, but he is as old-fashioned as an old man and doesn’t like to talk much. You have to wait a long time to hear him say a word.
I don’t know if there have been any changes in studying abroad in the past few years. Come to think of it, there is really no one who can give me peace of mind.
The room was covered with white cloth. Tear off the cloth and replace it with a new one, then clean the floor and windows.
When Juanjuan and the others came down from the third floor, they all looked like little cats, with their faces looking a little gray and black.
Madam Si was afraid that she would be allergic to dust like last time, so she asked Baiqiao to take her to wash it first.
The second floor is Sima Ming's room and study. The two children's rooms are also on this floor. They are used frequently and are not difficult to clean.
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