Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 167 New Quilt (6)
Damei stretched her head enviously to look inside, "It's such a good place, and the sound of reading is also very nice. Oh, I wish I could go in and take a look."

Don't say that Damei has never studied, even Lin Changshuan doesn't know a single word in Dou Da. The family doesn't have that kind of conditions, and the adults don't have the general knowledge to send the child to school.

They felt that with that money, it would be better to weigh a few catties of meat and improve food for their children!

Mu Xiang also raised her head to take a look, "Next year I will let Mu Lang and Caiyun come to school, come here in the morning and go back in the evening, but the journey is a bit long, it would be great if there is a school bus to pick them up."

"What is a school bus?" Damei couldn't understand what she said at all.

"It's nothing, I just said it casually," Mu Xiang didn't want to explain to her, she wanted to explain, but she couldn't explain clearly.

"Damei, when you have a baby in the future, you must also send him to school. You can't stop your baby from going to school just to save two dollars. Don't worry about learning characters and poetry in the school. But when you really need it, you will realize how important reading is."

Damei said: "Don't worry about that. I used to regret that my brother didn't go to school. If he went to school, he would definitely be able to do great things. He doesn't have to deal with crops in the fields like he is now."

After thinking about it, she said again: "But what I said is not nice, so don't be angry."

"If I'm angry, you can just say what you want," Mu Xiang was waving his whip steadily, and the little donkey was also walking leisurely, neither fast nor slow.

"Your family, Mu Lang, is not very smart. If you go to school, you may not be able to learn well. If you don't pass the kung fu exam, wouldn't your studies be in vain?" Damei didn't underestimate Mu Lang, she said To tell the truth, Mu Lang is indeed a little more intrepid than his peers, and not as clever as a kid of his age.

Mu Xiang shook her head indifferently, "I let him go to school because I want to read more books and know more about the principles of life. It is always good to learn more knowledge. Even if you can't pass the exam, it's okay. It's not easy to be an official, and I don't want him to be an official, as long as he can marry a wife and have children in peace, and be able to support a large family."

After taking a breath, Mu Xiang continued: "Compared to being an official, I hope he can do business in the future. If he is not good at being an official, his head will be in danger. Compared with the dangers of the officialdom, doing business is easier. He didn't If you have that ability, then do some small business to make ends meet.”

Damei didn't expect her to take less fame and fortune so lightly. She thought that Mu Lang's temperament was why she had to let Mu Lang become an official, and then make the official bigger and bigger, and glorify the lintel of the family.

"You're right. We are ordinary people and we only want peace and security for the country and the people. As for us, we are lucky if we live our lives well and don't worry about food and drink."

Although Damei had never experienced the flames of war, she had heard it from the older generation.

During the war, all the men in the village were conscripted by the government to serve as soldiers. After a few years, there was not even a corpse, so they were said to be dead.

If you're lucky, if you lose an arm or a leg, you can at least come back alive.

As long as there is a war, the price of food will rise accordingly, and their life will be even more difficult.

However, whichever dynasty or generation does not know how to fight, after a long period of peace, something will happen, otherwise those militants will be difficult to stop.

The two talked while walking, and soon arrived at the cotton workshop.

Before I went in, I heard the sound of cotton being played inside, like playing strings, which was quite pleasant.

Damei jumped out of the car, ran in and shouted, "Old Uncle Wu?"

Mu Xiang didn't go in, so she drove the donkey to the gate of the workshop and tied it up.

The owner of the workshop heard someone calling him, and when he came out to greet him, he was serving big plums.

The boss was an old man in his early sixties. His hands looked like they had been playing with cotton for a lifetime, and they were rough and cracked.

The clothes on his body were covered with a layer of white fluff because he had been dealing with cotton for many years.The gray fabric is covered with a layer of white, which looks like the clothes have been washed white.

"Hey, it's the big plum from Yuhe Village, come here and have a seat," the old man named Old Uncle Wu greeted them with a charming smile, and his face that had experienced years of wind and frost was full of wrinkles.

There are tools for picking cotton in his house, so there is really no place for them to sit.Instead, there were a few small stools and an old table at the gate.

Damei pulled Mu Xiang over and introduced them, "Old Uncle Wu, I am here to introduce you to business. My sister wants to pluck cotton for the family. Look, she bought so much cotton. I don’t play cotton, I’m here to renovate me, those quilts in my house have been covered for too long, I want to refurbish them.”

Mu Xiang smiled and nodded to him, "Old Uncle Wu!"

"Hey, you don't have to be polite. Just tell me how you want to play the quilt. I'll take a look at the cotton first."

Old Wu walked up to the cart, pulled some cotton, put it in his hand, looked at it, and then pointed it at the sun, then nodded, "This cotton is pretty good, if it is played as a quilt, it will definitely be warm and soft."

"Then take a look at our quilt," Damei walked over and took out her quilt.

The old quilt was wrapped with a piece of rag, and the rag was uncovered, revealing a black and yellow quilt inside, which looked like it had been covered for many years.

Old Uncle Wu dragged the quilt over, and tore the cotton wool from the middle, revealing the white stuff inside, "The outer layer of your quilt is black, if you refurbish it, it will be almost as good as the new one, you Are you two waiting here, or are you going to come and get it after the translation is finished?"

Damei said without thinking, "We'll just wait here. First, you bounce our quilts. It's such a long journey, and it's too troublesome to go back and forth. Is there anyone in your family who can help you? It's very easy to bounce our quilts." Hurry up?"

Old Uncle Wu said: "Since you want to wait, I'll call out the old woman and daughter-in-law. The three of us will do it. I'll definitely be able to play it for you before dinner at noon."

Mu Xiang and the others came out early, and there were still two hours left for lunch, which should be enough time.

After the matter was settled, Mu Xiang and Da Mei had a free time, and Old Uncle Wu asked his wife to bring out some tea for the two girls to sit and drink.

Then his daughter-in-law was also called out. She was a woman with a strong waist, short, and with a chubby body, she looked as if she hadn't grown up.

(End of this chapter)