After eating, Mrs Sun helped Mrs Zhou clear the table, Mrs Yang went to wash the dishes.
Seeing that he had nothing to do, he told the old couple to go back to the house, and Mrs. Sun took Xue Qinghuai back to the house.
The family of three washed the kang, and she couldn't wait to pull the man and ask, "Brother Huai, do you think Zhao'er really makes so much money doing that business?"
When he came back, Xue Qinghuai said it in front of Mr. Sun, but Mrs. Sun didn't take it to heart. Today, seeing that Zhao'er had bought so many things, he brought a bowl of meat to the main house.
Sun shi can count it very well. That bowl of meat is at least a pound, and a pound of meat is more than ten cents. If it is served to them, they will serve it. Anyway, Mr. Sun was reluctant to do this, so Mr. Xue beat his son-in-law just now, but she hid below and didn't dare to say anything.
But this also shows that Zhao'er is really making money.
It is also a business. Xue Qinghuai walks around the streets and alleys to sell goods every day. It seems to be the most profitable business for the Xue family, but it is actually the hardest. Selling is a bit of a needle and a brain, things are cheap, and they make less money. If you are good, you can earn dozens of wen a day, but if you are not good, it will only be a dozen wen a day.
Since Zhao'er can take Jiang Wu to do business, why can't he take the fourth room. Zuo but the two families are so close, Gouer and Zhaoer still call them four uncles and four aunts.
Mrs. Sun told Xue Qinghuai about the matter, and Xue Qinghuai said, "We are doing business well, why do you have such thoughts?"
"Is there still trouble with Yinzi? Whoever Zhao'er takes to do it or not, it's not better to bring us together."
"Then there's Jiang Wu. Besides, Jiang Wu has a car, but our family doesn't have a car. They are doing business well now. If you go in and step in, what's that called? Let me tell you first, this is your mouth. But we can't open up with Zhao'er, we shouldn't let people think that we just want to get a piece of the pie with our identities."
This time, Mrs Sun didn't expect that, seeing the man's firm attitude, she didn't say anything, just lay there and couldn't help thinking about it, and fell asleep after thinking about it in the middle of the night.
Zhao'er washed the dishes and went back to the house, and the kang had been cleaned up.
The kang table was wiped clean and the kang feet were removed. The bedding has also been laid, a large mattress is laid on the bottom, and the two quilts on the top are neatly placed, one on the left and one on the right, as usual.
Zhao'er felt some comfort in her heart, she could clearly see that the little man had changed a lot since his illness. Knowing to help her with her work, I also know that it hurts people.
Thinking about the hairpin and earrings he bought for himself before, he had only been in school for ten days, and he still had to study. He must have spent his spare time copying books, and the money he earned from copying books had bought jewelry for her. softened.
She can't show him her face just because she has a knot in her heart. Thinking of this, she had a smile on her face, and her voice became clear: "Will you go to sleep if you don't read books later?"
"Don't look at it."
"Yeah, you're exhausted from reading every day. When we get home, we won't read books, so let our eyes rest for a while. I'll go to boil water, and we'll rest when we're done washing."
"I'm going to boil the water."
In the past, Zhao'er boiled water and brought it to wash his feet, and he also wanted to burn her for a while.
"You can burn fire?" she teased, with a smile in the corner of her eyes, no contempt.
"Of course I'll get a burn!" After saying that, he walked out in a daze, and Zhao Erla didn't hold back.
The two went to the stove, and Zhao'er was still saying, "Look at you, why are you stubborn with me? It's just to boil some water, and you have to fight for it."
The stove was still hot, and there were some unextinguished sparks in it. Xue Tingxiang squatted in front of the stove and filled it with firewood.
He filled his head with firewood, and when Zhao'er wanted to stop it, it was too late, and a black smoke came out of the stove.
There was no fire, but there was a lot of smoke.
He was choked and coughed twice, and Zhao'er also covered his nose and fanned the wind.
"It can't be done like you do. I tell you, you need to use tongs to stir up a dark fire. First put some fine wood to let the fire burn, and then put thick wood in it."
While talking, Zhao'er picked up the tongs and took out all the firewood in it. She saw that she threw some fine wood in, and pounded it with the tongs a few times, and a small flame swelled inside, which soon turned into a big flame. , She then put the firewood she just picked out again.
Xue Tingxiang was a little embarrassed. It turned out that Zhao'er said that he would not burn fire, which was true. He really doesn't know how to burn fire, he can choke people like this with a fire.
He muttered, "I'll do it next time."
Zhao'er nodded, "You're smart, you can learn anything."
He couldn't help turning his head to look at her, the fire in the stove turned her face red, as if smeared with rouge. Blow bombs can be broken, fragrant and delicious.
But Zhao'er actually dislikes applying grease and powder. Even if he was rich in that dream, he would never do it. After she died, it seemed that no one of the women he had met did not wear makeup and powder. The white powder was mixed with bright red rouge, as if she was wearing a mask and her face was blurred.
He couldn't help but lean forward a little, and then a little more. In fact, he didn't want to do anything, he just moved there subconsciously.
She turned her head sharply, almost missing his nose. He was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud.
"Look at your nose, it looks like it's black."
Seeing Xue Tingxiang's fair face, there was a black spot on the tip of his nose. At this time, a hot thing squeezed over, stretched out a dog's head, looked left and right, and seemed to be curious about what it said. The dog's eyes were wet, the tip of his nose was a little dark, and Zhao'er laughed louder.
Xue Tingxiang subconsciously reached out to touch it, but was grabbed by Zhao'er.
"Don't touch it, I'll wipe it for you, let you wipe it, you should really become a puppy."
Her hands were soft and warm, her brows and eyes crooked with laughter, he was just stunned for a moment, her hand stretched out and retracted, and he subconsciously touched his nose again.
"Cleaned up?"
Zhao'er nodded: "Wipe it clean, it's time for you to look in the mirror, hahaha."
Xue Tingxiang was a little embarrassed and whispered, "What's so funny."
"Okay, I'm not smiling anymore."
After the interruption, the water in the pot was also hot.
Xue Tingxiang took the initiative to fetch the foot basin, and Zhao'er scooped water into it with a big scoop. At this time, Mrs. Zhou came in with something and asked, "Have you rested so early?"
"It's been a busy day, so rest early."
Taking advantage of Zhao'er and Zhou's conversation, Xue Tingxiang left with a foot basin filled with water.
Zhou Shi smiled and said to Zhao'er: "The dog is getting more and more decent now, and he knows how to help you work."
Zhao'er laughed: "I will grow up. By the way, the water left in the pot will not be used anymore. You can use it, Third Aunt."
"it is good."
Xue Tingxiang brought the water basin back to the house.
Don't look at such a short distance, but this tub is big and strong, and it's really heavy.
He touched his aching arm, intending to put exercise on the agenda from tomorrow, no wonder Zhao'er always took him as his younger brother, he was really useless.
Just thinking about it, Zhao'er came in.
"You're tired, this basin is sinking."
He stood up hurriedly, pretending to be nothing, "It's okay, not too heavy."
"Wash quickly, don't let the water get cold."
Xue Tingxiang sat on the kang, took off his shoes and socks, and put his feet into the basin.
The water temperature is just right, a little hot, but comfortable.
At this time, there were suddenly more people in front of him, but Zhao'er moved Zhang Xiaotuzi to sit opposite him, took off his shoes and socks, and soaked his feet in the basin.
In order not to spend a lot of time, the two of them would wash their feet together when they were young, except when they did not wash their feet after taking a bath one day.
Zhao'er's feet were the same as her hands, with thin calluses on the soles of the feet. Compared with tender feet and tender hands, she is not as good as Xue Tingxiang.
His feet are below and hers are above.
"I'll rub it for you."
She said with a smile, and then rubbed her feet on his feet, rubbing it twice was not enough, and she bent down to wash with her hands. Wash yourself first, then wash his.
Xue Tingxiang curled up as if he had been scalded: "Don't rub it, wash it clean."
"Wash it clean?"
He nodded hastily, picked up the cloth next to him, wiped his feet, and put it on the kang.
Zhao'er thought he was a little weird, and he didn't know when the fight started. The little man wouldn't let her wash his feet. She was the one who washed his feet when he was a child.
After Xue Tingxiang finished wiping, Zhao Er rubbed.
Finally, Zhao Erzhuo pulled his shoes and went out to pour out the water in the basin. When she came back, she saw that there was still water in the big black basin, she bolted the door, blew the lamp, and put it on the kang.
It's a little dark in the house, and there is no moon today.
Xue Tingxiang was already lying down, quietly.
Zhao'er smeared and took off her clothes, lifted the quilt and burrowed into the bed, but accidentally bumped into someone.
It turned out that she touched the wrong bed.
She immediately wanted to touch another quilt, but was pulled.
In the darkness, Xue Tingyan's throat tightened a little: "It's cold in the bed, cover me."
This was something that Zhao'er used to do often. Xue Tingxiang was frail when he was a child, and he couldn't sleep alone. Since Zhaoer came to the second room, he slept with Zhaoer. Later, when they were older, the two shared the bed. Whenever it was a little cold but there was no need to burn the kang, Zhao'er warmed the bed for him before letting him sleep.
"How old are you, and asked my sister to cover the bed for you."
He didn't speak, but let go of her hand.
Xue Tingxiang was also a little embarrassed to say such a thing. Just as he was annoyed, suddenly a hand came in and touched his hands and legs: "I'll take you to a doctor to have a look, at your age, when the firepower is high, why do you always Cold hands and feet."
As she spoke, people came over with a quilt on.
The two were next to each other, but they were separated by two layers of quilts. Her hands got into his quilt again, took his hand and rubbed it a few times, and hugged him across the quilt.
Not only that, but her legs also got into his bed.
In the quilt, she touched his foot with her foot, and she shrank from the ice. But she didn't retreat, rubbed his feet twice with her feet, and then covered his feet.
After covering it for a while, without covering it, she crossed his feet with her feet and pulled up, pinching his feet between her calves.
"Zhao'er, when the earrings are waiting for us to get married, will you wear them with pierced ears?" Xue Tingxiang suddenly said in the silence.
But there was no voice to answer him, only her slight snoring.
He smiled a little, drilled his foot into her leg again, and fell asleep.