Every year during this season, it always rains for a few days.

During the day, Yang Huazhong and Wang Hongquan went into the mountains together to see Dabai, while Sun invited the bomb maker to his home.

She took out the cotton picked from her own field this season, and placed six large bags in the main room with hemp bags as tall as a man.

The cotton inside has gone through rounds of popping in the autumn. Now it is really dry without a trace of moisture. If you hold a handful in your hand, it is so light and weightless that it is like holding a ball.

Like white clouds.

"Sister, why did you move so much cotton? How many beds of cotton do you need to make?" Da Sun and Bao Suyun came over to visit and asked curiously.

Mrs. Sun then counted with their fingers: "First I have to make a cradle quilt for Duo'er, and then I make a big quilt for Xiaohua and Da'an's bed. Da'an will come back during the Chinese New Year. I'm worried about four people sleeping there.

The original quilt was not enough to cover..."

"Didn't you already put a cradle quilt on the baby Duo'er when she was still in the womb?" Mrs. Sun asked in confusion.

Mrs. Sun smiled: "The cradle quilt was thin before, but now it's getting colder, so I need a bigger and thicker one."

"In addition, Chen'er, Zhi'er, and the baby will share the same bed. I also plan to make one quilt for each child."

Mrs. Sun gave a thumbs up to Mr. Sun: "You are the second best woman in the world, and no one dares to be the first."

Mrs. Sun smiled sheepishly: "The third child and I have so much cotton, isn't it just for them? If there are any leftover cotton wadding, I plan to make one for each of our father and several children."

A new coat for the winter.”

Mrs. Sun smiled and said, "Our father has a lot of new coats. You made two for the New Year last year, and Qing'er also made two for him. There is no need to make them this winter."

"Besides, Qing'er may have to prepare winter clothes when the Chinese New Year comes. That girl has thought more carefully than any of us. Last time, she also brought her grandpa's summer clothes back from the capital and gave them to her grandpa.

A jar of wine from the capital made her husband shake his beard with joy."

Mentioning Yang Ruoqing who was far away in the capital, Sun's face was filled with kindness.

"What she wants is hers, and what's mine is mine. I have to prepare what I need to prepare," she said.

Mrs. Sun looked at the bomb maker over there who had already begun to play cotton, and said to Mrs. Sun: "This bomb maker should stay at your house for a few days, right? Why don't I go home and get some cotton? I'll give it to you too."

Dajie and Xiaojie made two quilts."

Mrs. Sun nodded: "Okay, sister, go and get it. It's just to give you more wages."

Mrs. Sun walked away in a hurry. Mrs. Sun turned around and saw Bao Suyun also looked envious, so she asked Bao Suyun if he had anything to fight. He simply brought it too.

Bao Suyun said: "Originally, I was thinking about buying some new quilts for Dabao and Guiling. They will get married at the end of the year. Although Guiling's family will bring quilts, I also want to prepare some.

The more of these things the better.”

Sun said: "Then what are you waiting for? Go quickly."

Bao Suyun nodded gratefully, then went to the quilt maker and agreed with him to go to her house later to measure the size of the wedding bed and so on, so as to decide the size of the quilt.

There is no need for measurements on the eldest Sun's side. She has made many beddings, and she has already remembered the measurements in her mind.

…

When Xiaoduo's bedding was finished, Mrs. Sun asked Yang Huazhong to hitch the carriage and left Xiaohua and the children at home. She couldn't wait to send the cotton wool to Xiaoduo's side.

"Duo'er is halfway through her confinement, and I don't know if those chickens are enough to eat. Why don't I catch some ducks and bring them over?"

Before leaving, Sun discussed this with Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong said: "I took more than twenty chickens with me last time I took a bath. During this period, even if I eat one a day, there should still be about ten alive. However, if you want to take a duck, you can catch two."

A twisted duck to change the appetites of Duo'er and my granddaughter."

Mrs. Sun then went to the backyard and tied up two quacking Twist Ducks and threw them on the carriage.

When I saw the crucian carp raised in the bucket, I couldn't help but catch two more crucian carp and take them with me.

Before leaving, Mrs. Sun came over, holding a pair of pig's trotters in her hand, "Sister, bring this to Duo'er. This thing is best used for making soup by people who are in confinement. It's specially given to Duo'er.

Duoer left it."

Mrs. Sun took the pair of heavy pig's trotters and was extremely moved.

On the side, Xiaohua was holding Fuwa and watching the quacking ducks. Seeing this, she smiled and joked: "I haven't seen Duo'er for more than ten days, and I don't know how stupid she is to eat like this."

, I suspect Duo’er has a double chin, geez…”

Mrs. Sun also smiled and said: "The conditions at home are good, and I am willing to give food to the mother. After the confinement, who is not fat and white? If the conditions at home are tight, or there is a harsh mother-in-law, let alone lying in bed

It is common to eat there, cook meals for the whole family and do housework during confinement."

"Many wives in Changping Village leave their dirty cotton-padded clothes there, waiting for the confinement period to stop working in the fields so they can wash clothes at home. In the end, they are all left behind.

The root of the disease, hey!"

Mrs. Sun shook her head as she spoke, secretly glad that she had stayed at home to recruit her son-in-law.

Her words brought back Sun's memories.

She gave birth to three children, and none of them had a complete confinement. What the eldest Sun said was her own real experience. However, except for the third child, the eldest Sun did not know these things.

Obviously, Mrs. Sun never mentioned it to her natal family.

And whenever her mother-in-law asked about it, she only said yes, and she always reported good news but not bad news.

Beside him, Yang Huazhong, who knew the inside story, looked at Mr. Sun with guilt in his eyes.

"Mother Qing'er, you suffered a lot back then..." he whispered.

Mrs. Sun hurriedly gave him a bright smile, "It's bitter first and then sweet. I think it's pretty good. Let's not talk about it anymore and hurry up and give something to my daughter. I'll have to come back later to bake it for the bomb maker.

It’s lunch.”

Yang Huazhong nodded and helped Sun get on the carriage. Feng'er was almost six years old and did not need anyone else to hold her. She climbed onto the carriage very quickly.

"Why, you want to go too? Your grandma came back after delivering the things. Come down here." Xiaohua said to Feng'er.

Feng'er hugged Sun's arm tightly: "I want to go with my grandma, and I want to see my sister-in-law's little sister."

Mrs. Sun hugged Feng'er and said to Xiaohua: "Just follow Feng'er. Since Feng'er has followed, we may come back after lunch at Xiang's house..."

Xiao Hua said hurriedly: "Mom, you have to finish your meal before coming back. If you don't eat, Duo'er will definitely feel uncomfortable. You don't have to worry about the craftsmanship at home. I'll just cook the food later."

"

"There's me here too. I'll help you cook it together. I'll ask your uncle and uncle to come over and eat at noon." Mrs. Da Sun patted her chest and said.

The little flower smiled and nodded happily.
Chapter completed!