Unable to explain what he was feeling, Ye Xusheng frowned slightly and called her in a deep voice.
"Um, um, I'm going back, cousin, don't send me away."
"Hey dear, let's go."
It's hot, so Dabai doesn't like to go into the house. He lies on the bluestone at the door and blows in the wind.
After listening to his master Zhao Huan, Dabai stood up and shook. His expression seemed to be stained with something unclean. Suddenly a cold light came over him. He didn't dare to linger any longer and swooped out. It didn't take him a few seconds to catch up.
After getting in touch with He Xiner, he looked back at Ye Xusheng with a proud look.
Ye Xusheng...
Why do you want to take action?
On the second day, He Xiner took Wang Jinling and Dabai to the river to pick a lot of mint. The two sisters ran home happily and just washed the mint. It happened that her father also came back from town.
He drove the bullock cart into the backyard through the side door.
"father."
"Second uncle."
Ye Laiyin happily agreed, took out a kraft paper bag from the cloth bag and handed it over, "The licorice you want."
"Thank you dad."
He Xiner happily took it with her hands and said with a smile, "With this, I can make herbal tea for dad."
"Haha, Dad is waiting."
"Second uncle, hasn't the wheat in the field been cut yet?"
"I finished cutting early, and now I'm busy threshing."
Unloading the frame quickly, Ye Laiyin took a rag and wiped the sweat of the big ox bit by bit. However, he roughly wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and raised his arm to rub it casually.
While he was busy working, he didn't delay talking to the little girl.
He Xiner wanted to ask how wheat was threshed, but she opened her mouth and held back.
"Dad, my cousin and I will help dry the wheat."
"No, there are things everywhere in the wheat field. Some people threw sickles on the wheat, and some of the furry kids running around were injured."
He Xiner and Wang Jinling looked at each other. They were not brats running around, but her father didn't allow her to go, so forget it. She'd better make herbal tea.
This thing is easy to make, but the weather is too hot and it will take a long time to cool down. He Xiner filled a pot full of herbal tea and put it into the freshly dug well water. In just a quarter of an hour, the temperature had dropped.
First, he poured a glass to his little cousin and said, "How about trying it?"
"Hmm, it tastes good, it tastes good."
By chance, Mrs. Wang entered the backyard with a wash basin and chuckled, "What are you two going to make delicious?"
"Hey, it's not delicious, it's delicious."
The little girl came forward happily, holding up the tea bowl and asking Wang to drink, "Second aunt, please drink some to cool down."
"Girl Ling is so good."
Mrs. Wang put down the washing tub with a smile and took it.
"Well, it's very sweet and refreshing. After one cup, the sweat on my forehead stopped."
My mother-in-law was too supportive, so it didn’t have such an obvious effect.
He Xiner covered her mouth and snickered.
"Have I brought you some milk?"
"Not yet. I'll give it to the workers first. Let the ones in the pot cool down before giving them milk."
The man working in the fields is sweating like rain. He has worked so hard and hasn’t had a drink of herbal tea yet. How can someone who is hiding in a room drink it first?
He Xiner cursed silently, quickly put the things into the bamboo basket, let Dabai hunch over, and hurriedly left the house with her little cousin.
Wang smiled softly and went to dry the clothes in the washing tub.
There is both a fish pond and a pavilion in the west courtyard. It would not look good to put up a clothes rack, but Mrs. Wang is still used to drying her clothes in the backyard.
After drying the coat, he returned to his room with the wash basin and hung the coat to dry in the inner room. Seeing that it was still early, he was not in a hurry to make lunch, so he got on the kang, took out the sewing basket, and continued what he had not finished.
needlework.
This is a pink slant-breasted skirt that has been finished. Wang plans to embroider a few peach blossoms on the cuffs and hem of the skirt as a birthday gift for her daughter. Naturally, the more delicate the better. This chapter has been completed!