Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 215 Luoxue, buy a horse (1)
Mrs. Liu was smiling, and after the assignment, Fushun also drove back in an ox cart. He had sent his grandma and his father back to the town before, and then returned to pick up a few people back. Qingli sat on the ox cart, leaning on the two Sister slowly fell asleep.

The days passed quickly, and more than ten days passed in a flash. Since the devil Chunyu left, Qingli's life has returned to peace. Every day is the same embroidery, practicing big characters, and being detained at home by the second sister Qingqiang. can not go.

"Oh, I really want to go out for a walk."

After breakfast that day, Qingli consciously brought her sewing basket to the house of her cousin Mo Qingju, and complained, "It's been more than ten days, and I haven't been to the market yet."

After Li Moxuan's mother was buried, he has been mourning in Mo's Village, with his uncle's family and Uncle Mo's family taking care of him, so she doesn't have to worry, but Master Fang brought his family to the house several times to look for him, but Li Moxuan is not in the town, so there is nothing he can do , coupled with the entanglement of the little widow, Mrs. Zhao, who actively helped him find a housemate, Master Fang's desire to let Li Moxuan recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors became a little less.

"There are no new gadgets in the market. There are only so many things for sale. Why do you always want to go out?"

Mo Qingju picked up her needle and thread, looked up at Qingli, "Little sister, your embroidery has improved in the past two days, it seems that this leaf can be embroidered into a complete piece!"

Qingli lowered her head when she heard the sound, and when she saw the leaves she embroidered, she wanted to cry, but she didn't cry. She took this embroidery work to the space to practice her mental strength, and she felt sweaty all over her body after embroidering for a while. It is not only technical work, but also physical work, which has great benefits. Now her mental attack can at least kill a wild boar in seconds.

Recently, in order to practice embroidery, she sleeps less than usual at night, but she is not very sleepy, and feels energetic every day, so she wants to go out for a walk. It may be that she often goes out in the town recently and has been locked up for more than ten days. Like going to jail.

"Cousin, big brother said yesterday that my house is almost finished! I may have to go back to the village by then."

Yesterday, Mo Zidong came to the town to buy tiles for Qingli’s family, and he came to the door and said that the houses in the village are not built in a special style, and they are not made into two or three courtyards. The main reason is that parents want to keep a low profile, which is not good Beyond the patriarch's house, it took nearly two months on and off, and it was finally about to be completed.

In the past ten days or so, the family in Mojia Village had harvested cabbage, and Mother went back to pickle a few jars of sauerkraut. Thinking of this, Qing Li wanted to salivate, but no one knew how to make spicy cabbage, and she was still waiting for her to go back to work.

"I don't know if grandma will go back with me. Although the town is good, it's too cold without a hot kang at night. I feel that the quilt is blowing air into it."

At the beginning of October in the lunar calendar, it was already winter. In the past few days, the leaves in the courtyard of Qinglijia Township had almost fallen completely, only a few pines and cypresses were still green, which seemed that the courtyard was not so withered.

When Qingli sleeps at night, she closes the door and enters the space to hide. Erni, who came from the south, can't stand this kind of cold winter. I prepared a few medicinal materials and boiled the soup, but now it's not good.

"That's right, there is no hot kang head in the town, so there should be a charcoal basin in the house."

In order to save charcoal, the people in the town have to wait a few days before they can use it. A catty of charcoal is not cheap, and it costs more than ten yuan to buy the kind that is slightly better. live a winter.

Qingli took a sip of the hot tea. It wasn't too cold in the room now. She felt her fingers were stiff at night. I really don't know how my cousin overcome this. She embroidered from dawn to dusk.

"Just now the guy from Jixiang cloth shop came again, and he brought a big box and put it in the concierge. You two come with me to have a look!"

The second sister Qing Qiang opened the cotton curtain and felt a gust of cold wind coming in. She walked in quickly and said, "No, I just went back. You said it was only a few days before we returned the gift. Why did the things get delivered so quickly? !"

A few days ago, the sisters prepared a small box, which contained letters written by the sisters, chatting about what happened in the town, and also mentioned how the little widow Mrs. Zhao was arrogant. Qingli secretly added a few letters to it. For the embroidery that came out of the space, my cousin also embroidered a purse. I really don't know what the official lady likes usually, so I can only count it as dedication.

"Are you delivering something again?"

Qingli and her cousin Mo Qingju put down their sewing, and went out of the house with their second sister Qing Qiang. It's really cold outside and the sky is dark. It will snow in the next few days. Mother took Fushun to buy what she needed at home early in the morning. The charcoal basin and charcoal are said to be prepared for Fushun's family. He works as a helper at home and is very diligent and loved by his family.

At the concierge, Uncle Zhang had already put on a newly made cotton padded jacket, chatting about the weather with Old Man Wang. Even though Old Man Wang was about the same age as his grandfather, he was in good health and more resistant than his granddaughter Erni. Up to now, I haven't had a single illness, and I can't see any symptoms of acclimatization.

After arriving at Qingli's house, the host was kind, and he had enough to eat and wear, and he didn't have much work every day, so he was very leisurely. He could also play chess, drink tea, and chat with Uncle Zhang and Grandpa Qingli. , no servant of a big family can live such a happy life, he is full of gratitude in his heart.

"Miss Si, Miss Ju, you're here. This big box is quite heavy, so it's placed in the porter's room. We two old ones didn't carry it in."

Uncle Zhang stood up from the chair with a smile, and kept rubbing his hands, "Look, the day is a bit cloudy, and it might snow tonight."

The wooden chairs at home are all equipped with thick cotton cushions, which are requested by Qingli. They are modeled after modern cushions, and some have cotton wool and rags inside, just because of her whim, Aunt Zhang and Grandma Cui are busy. In fact, she still wanted to make a thick mattress, but the family was really busy, and this plan was aborted.

"Well, my mother went to buy it, and we can use the charcoal basin at night."

Qingli took the hot tea, but didn't drink it, but just touched the cup wall to warm her hands. After walking for a few steps, her ears felt red from the cold. This is only the beginning of October in the lunar calendar. .

"Wow, so much fur!"

The second sister called the box and was startled when she saw the piles of rabbit skins inside. Although there are many furs in the north, the value is not cheap. People in the village can at most have one or two rabbit skins on the collar of the cotton-padded jacket. Add a loop of wool to the cuffs to prevent cold wind.

The rabbit furs that Zhao Wanchun gave were all large sheets, not damaged at all, in three colors: white, gray and black, and a few beautiful fox furs. Even if this kind of fur is hard to come by, I can't think of it. It turned out to be such a big deal.

"What is this?"

"It's a hand stove, specially used to warm your hands."

(End of this chapter)