Mother Chen, like a general returning after a victory, returned to the room refreshed and high-spirited, and rushed to make a schoolbag for Zhu Ping'an. When she entered the room, she deliberately irritated the eldest aunt and the fourth aunt. Zhu said:
After Ping An tied the old scalper in the cowshed, he quickly followed Mr. Chen into the room.
Outside the east wing, the fourth aunt and the eldest aunt said some sarcastic remarks in disbelief. There is no one who doesn't submit to study and practice. He must be lying because he wants to learn from it. There are also questions like whether the master is teasing him.
.Obviously, they all say sour grapes if they can't eat them. If they can't get it, they hope that others won't get it, so that they can have a psychological balance.
After Mrs. Chen returned to her room, she felt a little worried. She didn’t know how to make schoolbags. In this era, the schoolbags of scholars are small portable boxes made of wood or bamboo. In order to highlight the grade, they pay attention to the materials and workmanship.
Some. This is all carpentry work. Mrs. Chen agreed in the yard, probably because she was overwhelmed with joy.
"Well, Xie'er, your father will make your schoolbag for you when he comes. Your father does a good job in carpentry." Chen said sarcastically.
Zhu Ping'an rolled his eyes when he heard this. He has been carrying schoolbags for more than ten years in modern times and has long been accustomed to using cloth bags. Who would use wooden ones, which are so heavy?
So, Zhu Pingan stretched out his hand to make gestures, and said in his mouth, "The wooden one is too heavy, I want to make it out of cloth, any kind of cloth will do. Just use a piece of cloth as flat as a piece of cloth, sew it up, and it can hold things."
That’s it, then sew straps on both sides so I can hang it around my neck.”
Mrs. Chen is also a person who is accustomed to needlework, so she understood it after Zhu Ping'an's gesture.
"You brat like you know how to instigate me." Mrs. Chen cursed, but with a smile on her face, she took out a piece of linen from the cabinet, moved the scissors around, and used the needle to trace the thread.
Soon, a schoolbag took shape in Chen's hands. The shape of this schoolbag is almost the same as the modern schoolbag in the 1980s and 1990s, but there are some differences. There are no unnecessary patterns, and the style is more concise and elegant. The schoolbag is also
It's not big. Zhu Pingan tried to hang it diagonally on his shoulders just right. The length and width of the schoolbag are just right. It doesn't look too big, but the space is just right. It's enough for Zhu Pingan to put books, pens, ink, paper and inkstones in it later.
"Thank you, mother." Zhu Ping'an, carrying his schoolbag, looked at the thumb that Chen accidentally pricked just now while rushing to work, and said with great emotion.
Mrs. Chen said angrily, "Don't be angry. I'll do that."
After a while, the Zhu family members came back one after another. First, his grandfather entered the door with his hands behind his back, still holding his tobacco stick in his hand. He heard his grandmother tell him that Zhu Ping'an was chosen by his master to study for free.
When he came, my grandfather looked as if he was drunk, his face turned red with excitement, and he said three good words in a row, "good, good, good, good."
Followed closely was the fourth uncle, who staggered over smelling of alcohol. The first thing he said when he entered the door was, I was drinking with friends outside, so there is no need to call me for dinner. After that, the fourth uncle said:
He staggered into the room and bumped into the door. At first glance, he knew that he had drunk too much. He was acting mischievously outside again. Although the fourth aunt was angry, she hurriedly followed and helped her, and took the opportunity to pinch the fourth uncle hard.
Get angry.
When my grandfather saw this, he was so angry that he wanted to go up and kick him, and cursed, "This is a good-for-nothing."
The grandmother refused, and dragged the grandfather to prevent him from kicking the youngest, and spoke for the fourth uncle, "Men, who doesn't go out to socialize? This also shows that we, the fourth, have many good friends."
"It doesn't matter if you have so many friends, they are all a bunch of bad friends, so you just know how to spoil them!" Grandfather was so angry that he scolded Grandma.
Father Zhu Shouyi and eldest brother Zhu Pingchuan were the last to arrive, both carrying backpacks. They went into the mountains again today.
"Yeah, the second brother has come into the mountains."
The fourth aunt who was supposed to be waiting for the fourth uncle in the house rushed out with a howl like a wolf after smelling blood. This made Mrs. Chen's face darken as she just stepped out of the east wing.
There are quite a lot of things in Zhu Pingchuan's backpack, including two live rabbits, a pheasant, and a lot of bamboo shoots and mountain mushrooms. There are so many things that make the fourth aunt smile happily, and you can see the meat and fish again. There are also a lot of things in Zhu Pingchuan's backpack.
But they were all wild flowers, which made the fourth aunt a little unhappy. Why was Dachuan also infected by pigs? What was the purpose of picking so many wild flowers?
"I want it." Zhu Pingan came out with short legs and cleared up the fourth aunt's doubts.
Grandma and the fourth aunt were not interested in wild flowers. They put all the other things away like last time and threw the basket of wild flowers to Zhu Ping'an aside.
Zhu Pingan was surrounded by a basket full of wild flowers, smiling like a fool.
The eldest aunt was complaining on the side, a few wild flowers could be so stupid, she was just ignorant, how could she compare with our handsome children.
When Zhu's father and elder brother heard that Zhu Pingan had been chosen by Mr. Sun to study for free, they were overjoyed. Zhu's father was so happy that he picked up Zhu Pingan and flew it around in the air several times, almost vomiting Zhu Pingan.
"Mom, Master said it's free, but we can't just go like this. I think, why don't I give this pheasant and some mushrooms and game from the mountains to my old scholar Sun to try out tomorrow?" Zhu Shouyi put down his hands.
After Zhu was safe, he discussed it with his grandmother.
Grandma looked unwilling. Before she could say her refusal, grandpa spoke.
"That's right. The second brother is right. These mushrooms and wild game are worth a few bucks, so bring them with you." Grandfather nodded repeatedly.
"Why use so much?" Grandma was not happy.
"What do you know about a woman!" Grandfather interrupted with a dark face, "Listen to me, bring them all with you when you go tomorrow."
The dinner in the evening was naturally harmonious. For the first time, my grandfather drank two more drinks and felt a little drunk.
"It would be great if this cloth could be used to make new clothes for Shu'er. It's all your fault that you spend so much money that you can't spend enough money."
After dinner, in the east wing room, Mrs. Chen looked at the pink cotton cloth with a white background on the bedside and began to complain about Zhu's father.
Father Zhu naturally said yes repeatedly, with a dark face full of smiles.
Outside the window, big brother Dachuan is helping Zhu Ping'an fetch water for a bath. Tomorrow he will be a teacher, so he needs to take a good wash. In ancient times, for sacrifices or major events, people had to bathe, change clothes, live alone, and abstain from their addictions to show their sincerity. These activities are called fasting.
Becoming a disciple doesn’t need to be that complicated, but bathing and bathing cannot be omitted. Doing as the Romans do when you are in the country is not.
"Oh, by the way, I also brought a blue cotton bedsheet with me as a dowry. Please dig it out for me quickly and I'll get some new clothes for Shi'er." Mrs. Chen, who was complaining about Zhu's father, suddenly thought of it and immediately urged her with a bright smile.
Father Zhu went to rummage through the cabinets to find the bed sheet.
"That's your dowry..." Father Zhu said obediently.
"What do you know? I'm happy to do it." Mrs. Chen kicked Father Zhu hard and urged, "Hurry up."