"Who said no, I came back yesterday evening and spoke just like that." Sister Zhou curled her lips and said.
"You don't need to fight with her, you're pregnant with a child, don't get angry with yourself." Lin Qinghe said.
Sister Zhou laughed when she heard her consoling herself in turn: "I won't worry about it." Then she looked at the cloth in her hand and said, "I will make another winter coat for my uncle. I guess there is still nothing left. Less, it's almost the same as making two sets of summer clothes for the fourth uncle."
"It's almost enough to make him another summer suit, and make the rest for the eldest baby and his brothers. They didn't wear them either." Lin Qinghe said.
Although Zhou Qingbai didn’t bring any clothes back, he still had two sets. It was Lin Qinghe’s view that he didn’t have to wear them, but from the perspective of this era, that’s definitely enough, but let him make one more set. It's not bad.
Three children are indeed needed.
Lin Qinghe's current speed is very fast, because he is proficient in sewing machines, and because he is impatient to come to see the face of Tuesao's wife, it took two and a half days to make Zhou Qingbai's second winter coat.
The rest is Xia Yi, and it took Lin Qinghe a few days to prepare all these and put them in the closet.
There is no need to go to the old Zhou's house to meet with the face of Tuesi's wife.
Drinking millet porridge with salted eggs in the morning, Lin Qinghe said, "I have to pickle another batch today. You eat too fast."
It only took a long time, the last time the pickled eggs were almost eaten, Zhou's father and Zhou's mother took them twice, two at a time and four.
There are only a few left now, and the rest have been eaten up by their father and son.
"I will go out and buy some eggs later." Zhou Qingbai nodded.
"Is there no lamb on our side?" Lin Qinghe asked.
"Not here." Zhou Qingbai looked at her and said, "Want to eat?"
Lin Qinghe shook his head and said, "Don't toss you all the way to the county seat in this weather."
When he came back from buying a bicycle last time, he also brought a catty of mutton back. She put goji berries and stewed mutton goji berry soup. The taste was so fragrant.
Although it was only a catty, the family still ate very satisfactorily.
Zhou Qingbai nodded and said nothing, but after having breakfast and taking care of the two little piglets, he pushed his bicycle and carried the basket to go out.
Lin Qinghe continued to knit woolen trousers at home and gave them to the eldest child, and she also wanted one herself. It was too cold today.
I thought that Zhou Qingbai would also go to the supply and marketing cooperative of the commune, but he didn't expect that he would not come back until 11:30 on this trip. He also brought three catties of mutton!
"This wind and snow are so heavy, why did you go to the county seat?" Lin Qinghe couldn't help but see his cheeks reddening.
"It's not cold to ride a bicycle." Zhou Qingbai said.
Not only brought back mutton, but also five catties of eggs.
Lin Qinghe asked him to hurry up and stay on the kang, she first boiled a bowl of ginger soup for him to pour it down, and then taught him: "Next time you give me time to relax!"
"Mother, father knew you wanted to eat mutton, so he went to buy it for you," said the second baby.
Lin Qinghe looked at Zhou Qingbai, and saw Zhou Qingbai touch her second baby's head, and the eyes that met her were obviously pampered.
"Just what you can say!" Lin Qinghe was a little bit ashamed, and glared at the second baby.
The second baby grinned, Lin Qinghe picked up the third baby and put it in Zhou Qingbai's arms: "Holding your son, he is all warm."
The third baby stayed in his father's arms and looked at his mother with big eyes, indicating that he was obedient to warm up his father.
"I don't eat beanbags at noon, I have pimple soup." Lin Qinghe snorted and said.
I made a lot of sticky bean buns some time ago, and there are still some left, and there are still a lot of them left.
I planned to eat this bean bag at noon, but I changed my mind temporarily.
But the pimple soup is also the favorite of the older children and their brothers, especially the pimple soup made by their mother, it can't be more delicious.
Lump soup is very easy to make. Lin Qinghe puts more ingredients, including chopped mushrooms, minced meat, and eggs. There are no good vegetables in this season, otherwise it will be served with vegetables and tomatoes. The taste will be better.
Zhou Qingbai had no problem with what his wife did. He would eat whatever she did.
When the children had eaten and drank enough, they went to the kang. At this time, it was still snowing outside, and it was too cold.
Lin Qinghe chopped the lamb himself.
Lin Qinghe put half of the belt bones as much as three catties, and the remaining half will be kept for tomorrow to continue eating. It will not be damaged for this day or so.
Stew it on a coal stove and eat it at night.
"It's too cold this day. Your brothers all dressed me up, and are not allowed to drink cold water. If you tell me to drink cold water, I won't have anything to eat by then!" Lin Qinghe said, especially looking at him. baby.
The big baby shouted injustice: "I don't have it anymore!" And it's so cold in winter that I drink cold water when I am stupid!
Lin Qinghe nodded: "If you don't have it, I'll give you an extra piece of lamb tonight."
"I want too." Erba said.
"Okay, give me one more piece." Lin Qinghe said.
Zhou Qingbai watched their mothers talking, focusing on Lin Qinghe.
Lin Qinghe raised his eyes and glanced at him, coughing dryly and said: "I'm tired in the morning, let's go to bed."
"You can sleep too." Zhou Qingbai looked at her and said.
Lin Qinghe had almost the woolen pants in his hand, so he put it away first, and the family took a nap on the kang, and when they got up, Lin Qinghe continued to knit the woolen pants.
Zhou Qingbai is no longer on the kang, this time is to make pig food for the piglets, he is busy.
Lin Qinghe felt that fortunately, there was some wool at home to let her pass the time, otherwise this day would be completely impossible, and it would be boring.
Around four o'clock in the afternoon, she finished knitting the woolen trousers in her hands.
Then I started to knit the second one, because there was really nothing left to do, and the knitting speed of wool pants was not slow at all.
Day by day in this snowy day, there is really nothing left to do.
The mutton and wolfberry soup in the pot was already scented, and Lin Qinghe watched that the fire was almost over, so he scooped up some called Zhou Qingbai to send to Zhou's father and Zhou's mother.
Don't worry about the eldest baby, the snow outside is not small, it is too cold this day, stay in the house.
"Mutton soup? Keep it for yourself, don't bring it over." Zhou Mu said.
"My daughter-in-law asked to bring it here." Zhou Qingbai said, and then went to the kitchen to take a bowl and pour it out. There were exactly two bowls, and two pieces of mutton, one for each person.
Zhou Qingbai didn't stay much, and went back after all came out.
Zhou's father and Zhou's mother were not polite, so they drank the warming mutton soup.
"The craftsmanship of the fourth family is really good." Zhou Mu said while drinking the soup.
Whether it's pickled eggs, this mutton soup, or the ginger and jujube soup that is delivered from time to time, it tastes very good.
And Zhou Mu also felt that her body and bones seemed to have warmed a lot this year, and she didn't know if it was due to these soups and waters