Here, Sun and Yang Ruoqing started to move things.

There were not many things, but everyone worked together and emptied them all in less than an hour. Even Yang Huazhong, who was bedridden and unable to move, was carried by the big cow to the tidy small room at the back.

inside.

Yang Ruoqing took the small bench with a lame leg, took one last look at the small house she had traveled through, gently closed the door, and went straight to the small yard at the back.

There are still three small rooms, because they were used to store sundries in the past. This house is even lower and more dilapidated than the one I lived in before.

There were leaks in many places in the house. Fortunately, my fifth uncle and my second cousin found some thatch to block the holes, so things were a little better.

Sun made the bed over there, and after taking care of Yang Huazhong to lie back on the bed, she hurried over to help Yang Ruoqing make the bed. Looking at the damper and darker room, Sun's tears fell again.

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Compared with Sun's low mood, Yang Ruoqing seemed very calm, and she was able to find the time to persuade Sun.

"A golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse. Mom, don't cry, we should be happy, because from now on, everything we earn in the future will belong to ourselves, and our lives will definitely get better and better."

Hearing her daughter's advice, Ms. Sun was a little surprised.

It's okay for her to endure hardships and live anywhere. She just feels sorry for her daughter. But seeing her daughter acting like a little adult and trying to persuade herself in return, Mrs. Sun couldn't explain how she felt.

"Good girl"

"Hehe." Yang Ruoqing smiled sweetly, glanced at the sky outside, and urged Mrs. Sun, "Mom, it's almost noon. If you want to borrow the kitchen, you can go talk to your grandparents."

Thinking of this, Ms. Sun hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face and nodded, "Yes, I'll go right away."

Ms. Sun hurriedly left the house and went to the front yard where Old Yangtou and Ms. Tan were resting.

Yang Ruoqing packed up her house and first went to Yang Huazhong and Sun's house next door.

In addition to the beds of Yang Huazhong and Sun, there is also another shop built next to the wall in this room, which is prepared for the two brothers Da'an and Xiaoan. There is a washstand, a simple clothes cabinet, and a table with two drawers.

The chairs filled the small room to the brim, leaving a walking aisle in the middle.

Yang Ruoqing accompanied Yang Huazhong and said a few words, then went next door to watch Uncle Wu and the others building a stove. The stove made of yellow mud was smaller than the stove in front of Lao Yang's house. It also had two pots.

It is used to cook rice and water, and the outside is used for cooking. But now there are no pots and pans, and there are only a few big holes on the stove, which looks a bit weird.

In the past few days, she had been accompanying Yang Huazhong all day long. Although it was all about gossip, the content of her chats had some purpose.

From Yang Huazhong, she learned that this era was called the Great Zhou, and that this Great Zhou was not the Great Zhou Dynasty in Chinese history.

The village she lives in is called Changping Village, and the mountain behind the village that is so high that it almost reaches the sky is called Mianniu Mountain.

There is Qingshui Town thirty miles away from Changping Village. On the first and fifteenth day of every month, villagers from all ten miles and eight villages go to Qingshui Town to attend the market.

In addition, she also learned from Yang Huazhong about the market prices of some items that were closely related to daily life in this era, and exchanged them with modern currency values. Looking at this kitchen at the moment, she was thinking in her heart.

After a while, I calculated the approximate amount needed to buy all the pots and pans.

There were footsteps in the yard outside the kitchen. Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and saw Mrs. Sun standing outside the kitchen.

Yang Ruoqing was a little surprised. From that hasty glance, she felt that Mr. Sun seemed to be in trouble.

My heart tightened, could it be?

She quickly walked out of the kitchen, and Mrs. Sun was standing under the thatched eaves at the door of the house, with a very ugly expression on her face.

"Mom, why are you looking like this? Is it because my grandma refuses to let me borrow the kitchen?" Yang Ruoqing asked when she came up.

Sun glanced at Yang Ruoqing, lowered her eyelids, and nodded lightly.

Yang Ruoqing has always been unhappy with Mr. Tan, and she is even more furious now, but she knows that even if she goes to the front yard to make a scene now, it will not have any effect. Moreover, it will make it difficult for Uncle Chang Gen and Uncle Daniu to get off the stage.

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What should I do? It’s almost noon. What do you guys want to eat?

At this moment, Daniel's wife came, carrying a small rusty iron pot in one hand and a baggage roll in the other. As she moved around, there was a crisp sound of ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping out of the package.

"Qing'er Niang"

"Dayun" Mrs. Sun responded and led Yang Ruoqing to welcome Dayun into the kitchen.

Dayun had just stood firm when Daniel, who was setting up the pot table over there, scolded his wife, "Why are you taking so long to come here? It's almost noon."

Dayun looked aggrieved, glared at his man, turned around and said to Sun apologetically, "I've been here in a hurry for a long time. Just when I was about to go out, someone suddenly came from my parents' house. I took shelter from the rain for a while. Now,

Just left, I came right away."

"It's okay, it's okay." Mrs. Sun said hurriedly.

Dayun took out a bunch of things he had brought, including a rusty iron pot, a few earthenware bowls, a few pairs of chopsticks, and some bottles and jars.

When Sun and Yang Ruoqing saw these things, their eyes lit up.

Over there, Daniel saw the things his wife had brought, and the anger he had just suppressed came back to him.

"I asked you, mother-in-law, why are you so incapable of doing things? What's the use of these junk things?"

"What do you know?" Dayun was not afraid of the big bull this time. He raised his neck and replied, "You are a grown man, how do you understand the difficulties of living as a cook? This new home has just started, and everything in the kitchen is the same."

Don’t let them fall, otherwise you’ll be chewing raw meat and eating raw rice.”

Daniel was stunned, looked at the bare stove, and scratched his head, it seemed that this really made sense.

It's raining today, the third child is lying down and can't move, and Mrs. Sun can't go to town to buy these things alone. It seems that my daughter-in-law is really thoughtful.

Over there, Sun and Yang Ruoqing were already squatting beside the pile of things sent by Dayun in surprise, listening to Dayun introducing the bottles and jars one by one.

"This is salt, this is oil, and this is the chili sauce I made myself."

"I know that Grandma Qing'er just gave you fifty kilograms of rice with husks, and you probably didn't have time to grind it. This is my family's new rice harvest this year. I grinded fifty kilograms of white rice and gave it to my parents.
Chapter completed!