kingnovel Chapter 455 Why have you lost weight?
Chapter 455 Why have you lost weight?
Wen Xin was followed by Wen Shengxi. She asked curiously, "Sister, has the county official left?"
Gu Qingqing nodded at her, and when Wenrou didn't come out, she asked, "Everyone has left. Where's the child? Is Wenrou taking care of him?"
"Well, I saw that they left her at home to take care of the children after school, so I came to see if there was anything I could help with." Wen Shengxi said, noticing the vines in her hand, and reached out to take them, saying, "Sister, do you want to bundle these sorghum stalks?"
"Well, tie them into bundles and dry them in the sun. We will make a few more sorghum covers and baskets for steamed buns this year."
"Sister, give it to me, let's do it, you should go back and rest for a while, you can't get tired."
"What's so tiring about this? I didn't do any work today. The villagers helped to harvest the sorghum, and Dong Ge and the others helped to pull it back. The most I did was just standing here." Gu Qingqing explained.
Wen Shengxi didn't listen to her at all. He turned to Wen Xin and ordered, "Xinxin, send Sister back."
Wen Xin dropped the sorghum stalks in her hand and walked over to Gu Qingqing. She took her hand, shook it, and said coquettishly, "Mom, you should go back. If you are tired, your little brother will also be tired in your belly. When he is born, he will not be smart."
Gu Qingqing was amused by what she said. "You are such a smart kid. Okay, listen to my eldest daughter. If you tell me to go back, I will go back. You, my aunt, and Daxin can continue to sort the sorghum stalks here. I will go back by myself."
"Okay, then I'll take care of mom as she goes back." Wen Xin said worriedly.
Gu Qingqing raised her hand and scratched the tip of her nose, then scolded her with a smile, "You are just a worrier."
After saying that, he turned around and went home.
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The autumn harvest has begun, and Gu Qingqing is the most idle person, as her family’s land has been taken care of by several brothers of the Zhao family.
Sorghum, millet, rice, and corn began to mature one by one and were brought home, dried, crushed, husked, and bagged.
Every household has a good harvest and does not have to pay taxes, which is a great pleasure for everyone.
The adults were happy, so there was more food left in the fields, which made the scavenging children very happy.
Another thing that made them even happier was that several of their peers in the village were studying in warm homes, and now there was no one competing with them for their places.
They could pick up a lot of food and bring it home every day.
When the children who were studying found out about this, they were so anxious that they scratched their heads.
For several days in a row, Gu Qingqing heard the sound of Old Yang getting angry in the classroom.
It turned out that the children were all worried about the food in the fields being picked up by other children who did not go to school, which caused them to become more and more distracted in class.
When Old Yang asked east questions, they could answer west questions.
When Old Yang asked them to recite, they could just talk about that piece of land.
Old Yang asked them to write Chen, but they could write Zhou.
Finally, Old Yang waved his hand and said, "I'll give you three days off. All of you, stay in the ground and don't come out. If anyone dares to be distracted after three days, you won't have to come to class anymore."
So, at noon that day, when Gu Qingqing saw the child rushing out of the yard like a beast out of a cage, she smiled and greeted Old Yang, "It's really a holiday!"
Old Yang came out and sighed, "Hey, these kids have been tied to the crops since they can remember. Helping in the fields and scavenging are almost ingrained in their bones. Instead of letting them sit here with their minds wandering, it's better to let them go to the fields and have fun. This will help them calm down when they come back."
Seeing that all the other children were running back, suddenly a few of them ran a long way and then turned back. They pushed and shoved their way to Gu Qingqing.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Gu Qingqing asked when she saw this.
One of the children came forward and said, "Auntie, we have picked up sorghum or millet. Can you help us make maltose?"
The person asking the question was a child from the village. After the wheat was harvested, Gu Qingqing made malt sugar for the children at home, and he often exchanged things from Daxin for malt sugar.
Gu Qingqing had to check out all the things that were exchanged, and saw that some were bird eggs, sometimes two grasshoppers strung together with dogtail grass, and sometimes they were fruits from the mountains.
The reason why she wanted to check it was because she was afraid that the child would be greedy and take things from home.
Hearing him ask this question, he shook his head and said, "Maltose can only be made from wheat, not millet or sorghum."
"Oh! So, if we want to eat it, we have to wait until next year." The person who spoke lowered his head in disappointment.
"But if you want to eat, you can exchange the food you picked with me. Two pounds of husked food for one pound of wheat from my house. I can use the wheat you exchanged for to make it for you."
The children didn't expect that there would be an unexpected turn of events at this moment. They shouted with joy and jumped up and down on the spot.
Cough!
Then Old Yang coughed twice, and the child, who was cheerful just now, immediately shut up and became quiet like a mouse seeing a cat, and walked out of the yard with his shoulders hunched.
When they walked to a place where the Master could not see them, they seemed to feel that even if they shouted loudly, the Master would not know who did it.
Immediately, there was another howling sound outside.
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The autumn harvest is over and the temperature has dropped a bit during this period. Gu Qingqing took out the thin quilts at home to dry them in the sun.
This year, Xiaocao and Xiao Guqi are living here, so the new quilts made last year are not enough. Gu Qingqing thought of something and called Li Xin, "Go to Aunt Yang Xing and bring back all the duck feathers I asked her to keep."
"I understand, aunt." Li Xin said, and ran out of the yard.
After a while, Li Xin came back with a bag in each hand.
He was followed by Yang Xing, who carried a bamboo basket on his back.
The bamboo basket contained duck feathers, and in his pockets one bag contained duck down and the other contained small duck feathers.
The number is not large. After all, we only killed a few ducks in the beginning. After the preserved egg business became better, we stopped killing ducks.
She planned to use duck down to make a close-fitting vest for Wen Wuyan, which would make writing much easier in winter.
I'll see if I can make a quilt with the remaining duck down, but as for the big feathers?
She planned to trim off the hard feather shafts and make a quilt for Old Yang. He was old and slept on a bamboo bed, so it would be warmer if there was more quilt under his body.
Gu Qingqing was steaming goose down and duck feathers in the yard with Yang Xing and Wen Shengxi when she saw a man enter the house out of the corner of her eye.
Gu Qingqing looked up, who else could it be but Wen Wuyan? Seeing him coming back, Gu Qingqing happily went to greet him, "You're back."
"Wuyan is back." Yang Xing also spoke.
Wen Wuyan took Gu Qingqing's hand and nodded at Yang Xing, "Yes, sister-in-law is here too."
"Brother-in-law, you're back. Are there any clothes in the package that need to be washed? Give them to me, I'll wash them." Wen Shengxi said as he took a step closer to Wen Wuyan and stretched out his hand.
"No, no, here are the other things. I have already washed the ones that need washing in the private school." Wen Wuyan did not give the package in his hand to Wen Shengxi.
Seeing this, Gu Qingqing smiled and said a few words to Wen Shengxi and Yang Xing, then followed Wen Wuyan back to the house.
As soon as he entered the room, he started complaining, "Your teacher is the same. He didn't ask you to come back for vacation during the busiest days. Now that everything at home is done, he gives you a vacation."
After hearing this, Wen Wuyan put down the package in his hand and stepped forward to comfort her, saying, "Qingqing, you can't say that about the Master. He is strict with us, and he also hopes that we can make a name for ourselves one day."
"Oh, Wen Wuyan, you actually said that to me. You actually said that to me for your teacher." Gu Qingqing deliberately acted in a petty manner and pinched him.
Wen Wuyan smiled helplessly. He naturally saw Qingqing's teasing towards him. He bowed to Qingqing and apologized repeatedly, "It's my husband's fault. I apologize to you now."
"Okay, okay, you've become stupid from studying so much, can't you tell that I did it on purpose?" Seeing his serious look, Gu Qingqing was the first to give in.
"I rarely come back once a month, and Qingqing always finds ways to tease me."
There was no one else in the room. Wen Wuyan walked up to her, took her hand, and looked at her carefully.
Just when Gu Qingqing felt a little embarrassed by his gaze, she suddenly heard him say, "Have you been eating poorly recently? Why do you look so thin?"