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Chapter 228 Keep your hands on yourself
"off the shelf?"

"That's not possible. You need to have someone send it from Hangzhou."

Yi Chichi thought for a while, "When do you want these three sets of clothes?"

"Next winter."

There is plenty of time and it’s totally in time.

"Send it."

"it is good."

Ten minutes later, after the two of them agreed on a time to hand over the revised draft and fabrics, Yu Rutang led Chi Jiaojiao to leave.

"Then let's go to my aunt's house first. See you the day after tomorrow."

"Go slowly. If you don't see me in the team doctor's office the day after tomorrow, go look for me at home."

Yu Rutang said oh, turned to Gang Jing reincarnation and asked her, "What if there is none at home?"

"The ground."

The team doctor was not at home, so she must have gone to the fields to diagnose and treat heatstroke.

The autumn tiger is so powerful that many people suffered from heatstroke last year, but none were serious.

But this thing can kill people if it gets serious.

Therefore, be careful.

Chi Jiaojiao heard the sound and gave her a thumbs up, "Comrade Yi, you are really capable."

"Forced to be competent."

Yi Chichi smiled helplessly. Who would have thought that she was not engaged in the pharmaceutical industry in her native world, but in the 1970s she became a hygienist.

If grandpa knew about it, he would get up excitedly in the middle of the night and offer incense to his ancestors, and then sigh that she was successful.

"That's also capable."

Yu Rutang said something fair, and then asked her like a melon-eater, "Is there anything you don't know?"

"I don't know how to do it anymore."

She doesn't know much.

Knowing what Yu Rutang wanted to say, she chuckled and said, "I must solemnly emphasize that embroidery is my main business, and everything else is a side job."

"Only able to do it, not proficient enough."

There is a big difference between knowing and being proficient.

Just like the children of later generations, who have not started learning this and that since kindergarten, but in the end they are all drowned in the sea of ​​questions and the pressure of entering higher schools.

But if you want to say that they can't, that's unrealistic.

Take painting as an example. Who can't draw a stick figure without becoming an artist or a professional painting master?

If you can draw a stick figure, how can you say that people can't draw?
People will obviously do it.

Yu Rutang and the others didn't care about the difference between knowing and proficient. Anyway, from what they saw, Yi Chichi was definitely more than simple in painting, embroidery and making clothes.

Professionals with thorough experience.

Not that they would, anyway.

"I really want to introduce you to be my grandma and grandpa's student. You must have something in common."

"Let's talk about it when we have a chance."

Yi Chichi was perfunctory, but deep down he had no interest.

She has worked hard on painting. She has not made much progress over the years, but she has not regressed much either.

In the words of her second aunt, this is her only achievement in painting.

You can't become a master, and you can't even become a grandmaster, but you are better than being useful enough.

After all, her main business is embroidery, not painting.

"Then let's go."

Seeing that she was not very interested in meeting her grandma and grandpa, Chi Jiaojiao stopped worrying about it, waved to her generously and left with Yu Rutang.

After watching the two people leave, Yi returned to the room late. He was not in a hurry to put away the painting tools on the table. Instead, he sat on the pony to finish the remaining ointment, sealed it, and then got up to clean the room.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Xiaoqin appeared at the door with heavy steps and sweat on her face. "Thirsty, water..."

She held the door frame with one hand and stretched out her hand towards Yi Chichi. Her voice was weak, as if she was about to hang up.

Yi Chichi was startled and quickly poured a glass of water into her mouth.

Zhang Xiaoqin was really thirsty, and also really tired and had no strength. After draining half a glass of water with her hands, she breathed a sigh of relief as if she had finally come to life, and then squatted on the ground. .

"I'm exhausted!"

She wiped the sweat from her face and began to breathe heavily.

Yi Chichi squatted next to her and saw a few cockleburs still stuck to her head. He reached out and pulled them off for her, "Didn't you go to work with Uncle Yaozi in the fields? Why are there still cockleburs on your head?"

"Don't mention it. I worked for less than two hours. Aunt Ma thought my work was too useless, so she sent me to follow Wang Nan and others to cut the small leaf camphor."

Glancing at the cockleburs that Yi had picked off her head, she scratched her scalp and said, "There are a lot of cockleburs over there. I fell again. I guess they got stuck at that time."

At this point, she wondered, "Chichi, let me ask you a question."

"what?"

"What is the use of small leaf camphor?"

"Thatfang."

"Can grass even cover a house?"

"sure."

Knowing that this child was an urban child, she had lived in either an independent brick-and-tile courtyard house or a tube building since she was a child. Yi Chichi, who lacked knowledge of rural areas, explained to her in detail the Northeastern braids.

Zhang Xiaoqin was stunned and had a lot of questions.

After she finished speaking, Zhang Xiaoqin said with emotion, "The wisdom of working people really cannot be underestimated."

"It really shouldn't be underestimated."

Yi Chichi nodded in agreement and asked her, "Why did you come back first?"

"Cook."

Zhang Xiaoqin grimaced when this topic was brought up, grabbed her hand and begged, "Chichi, can you help me burn the stove? I don't know how to burn that thing."

The godmother went to work in the hospital today. The godfather and Qiao Jun won't be back for a while. Her task is to make dinner for the family of three.

However, that stove was too difficult for her.

Since she came to Kaoshan Village, she has not been able to survive the fire in the kitchen cave by relying on her own ability. It is really disappointing to say that.

"it is good."

Yi Chi, who was lucky enough to see her lighting a fire that filled the whole house with thick smoke and almost choked people to death, agreed to her request, "You go get the food first. When it's almost done, call me and I'll help you light the fire."

"Thank you so much."

She hugged Yi Chichi excitedly and jumped up like a rabbit, "I'm going to get the vegetables. If you want to wait for me, don't rush back."

"will not."

She also needs to collect medicinal materials. All the medicinal materials that are dried outside need to be brought in. After autumn, due to the temperature difference between day and night, there is fog and dew. The medicinal materials cannot be placed outside, as they will be wetted by dew or fog and affect the quality.

Regardless of whether it is for personal use or given to a collection center, the medicinal properties will be weakened.

It concerns the interests of the entire Kaoshantun, and there is no room for her carelessness.

"Then you're busy, and I'll be busy too."

Before she finished speaking, she ran to the backyard to prepare vegetables.

Yi Chichi began to collect medicinal materials. Zhang Xiaoqin could not work in the fields, but was extremely capable in the kitchen.

Not long after she put away the medicinal materials, Zhang Xiaoqin called her to light the fire.

Yi Chichima sneaked to the kitchen to help her light the fire, but turned around to find Zhang Xiaoqin standing behind her and looking into the stove hole.

"What are you looking at?"

"Why does it catch fire as soon as you burn it, but the fire still won't go out?"

Yi Chichi was silent for two seconds, and then complained unbearably, "Actually, if you keep your hands under control, it won't cause thick smoke."

Zhang Xiaoqin sneered, "I can control my hands and I won't be beaten by my godmother."

Sitting at the stove, she couldn't control her hands and added firewood to the stove, then blocked the stove hole and put out the fire.