The second silly daughter-in-law who likes to cultivate the fertile fields

Chapter 270 Bound hands and feet
They can only sew them into bags and stuff them with cotton, which is much better than what Sangu He said most people only use old clothes and sew them into bags and then fill them with plant ashes.

Although Yang Xiuning didn't know what she was going to do, but looking at her like this, he knew that he was afraid that this thing was very private and that it was someone else's, so he had to obey her, find what she wanted and put it beside her bed.

Helping her to sit up, she found an old dress from the cabinet and put it on her, then went out of the room and gave her the room.

Du Xiaozhu watched him close the door from the outside, so he could do his own things with peace of mind.

Yang Xiuning went out of the house, checked that it was still early, took the sugar bowl that He Huan'er had sent from the kitchen, and walked towards the entrance of the village.

He remembered that there was a peddler in the village who usually made a living by exchanging small things in the streets and alleys. He wondered if he had brown sugar where he could exchange some.

There was a fair in town today, and the peddler came back later than usual. When Yang Xiuning passed by, he hadn't come back yet, only his wife was at home.

Yang Xiuning didn't enter the door either, he only asked about it and said he would be back in half an hour. Yang Xiuning left the sugar bowl and said he would come back in half an hour, then turned and walked up the mountain.

The shopkeeper's daughter-in-law took the sugar bowl and looked at the direction Yang Xiuning was leaving, and couldn't help feeling strange, what could he do going up the mountain at this time, but it was someone else's business, and she couldn't control much, so she just took the sugar bowl and went into the house.

Yang Xiuning didn't do anything special when he went up the mountain, he just thought that the mattress and sheets were still drying by the pool, so he went over to have a look, the mattress might not be dry today, but the sheets might be turned over tonight That's it.

Thinking that he was alone in the past, he never cared about these things in the room, they were all prepared by Widow Yang, basically there is no more surplus in a set.

He was also afraid that if he wanted to change it if it got dirty at night, he didn't have it at that time.

Thinking like this, he thought that Du Xiaozhu didn't seem to have any extra clothes, and it seemed that he had to go to town tomorrow.

Just thinking of Widow Yang, Yang Xiuning frowned secretly, it seemed that tomorrow he had to find a reason, he was not afraid that Widow Yang would blame him, he was afraid that she would put the blame on the young daughter-in-law again, and then let her Be blamed, wronged.

He wanted to present the best to his little daughter-in-law, but here, his status meant that he could only restrain himself, Yang Xiuning couldn't want to leave the Yang family any more than right now.

When Yang Xiuning returned to Yang's house, it was more than half an hour later. The sugar bowl in his hand was only a little less than a can of brown sugar. He originally wanted to buy more and return the borrowed one from He Sangu's house, but it seemed that At this point, it seems that I can only drink it with my wife first.

It's just that if Du Xiaozhu knew Yang Xiuning's thoughts at this time, he would try his best to persuade him to return the borrowed things first, as the saying goes, it's not difficult to borrow again.

At this time, Du Xiaozhu was leaning on the head of the bed and had already sewed a few simple sanitary products, so as to ensure that he could spend the night and the day of tomorrow safely before putting away his hands.

Thinking about what he replaced, Du Xiaozhu couldn't help but frown. In this era, those things are not disposable items, and they have to be washed and used again later.

It's just that when she thinks about playing with that thing, it's not that she thinks she's dirty, even if it's any modern woman, there is no one who doesn't think she's dirty.

(End of this chapter)