first-class pretty peasant woman

Chapter 36
After working hard all afternoon, Jinxiu only broke out twelve pot sweeps intermittently because she had her second baby to take care of. Adding the original twelve remaining, there were 24.

The big ones in Qin Dayong's hands were more difficult to weave, so without raising his head, he only made two baskets, two boat-shaped vegetable baskets, and one large square vegetable basket.

Early the next morning, Qin Dayong picked up those things and went out to the market.

Jinxiu is still staying at home, Xiao Zhiyu has been there for more than three months, and she can already start eating complementary food.Apart from the rice soup at home, Jinxiu didn't see anything that could be given to the baby.She couldn't help but began to rack her brains to think about it. In her previous life, she had seen her sister-in-law and cousin take care of children.What do they feed their children?

rice flour?

Youl?

Probiotics?
Nutrition pack?
There is nothing here!

No, this world is not the same as the previous life at all, and she can't rely on the memories of the previous life at all.The children in the previous life ate all the finished products, but she probably had to do everything by herself.

The three-month-old child's bones are already starting to harden. After Jinxiu finished her busy work, feeding the pigs and washing the dishes, seeing that the weather outside was fine, she coaxed Zhixue to move a low stool to the middle of the yard, and carried Zhiyu there by herself. Let the sun come.

The morning sun wasn't too glaring, nor was it too tanning. Jinxiu spread Xiao Zhiyu between her legs, and carefully unwrapped the cloth wrapped around her body, leaving only two layers.Then he got out his little hands and feet and basked in the sun.

Children need more sun to grow well.

"Mother, when will my sister grow up to my age? I want to play with my sister!" After playing for a while, Zhixue felt bored by herself, so she walked around Jinxiu's lap and gently touched Zhiyu The feet are acting like a baby.

"Mother doesn't know either. Mother only knows that it took more than three years for Mother's Xue'er to grow to such a big size." Looking at Zhiyu in her arms, and then at Zhixue, Jinxiu felt in her heart Cheerful, she got these two babies without having to endure the hardships of being pregnant in October. God still favors her.

"Well, it has grown a lot in four years. You see, I can help mother with everything. Sister, you have to grow up quickly. When you grow up, my sister will play with you and my sister will protect you."

"Yes, Yu'er, did you hear? My sister said that she will protect you when she grows up. So, you must grow up healthy and healthy." After hugging for a while, Jinxiu felt her hands start to feel sore, the little girl , is getting heavier and heavier.

I remember that when she was just born, she was only a little bit older, and she was wrinkled all over, so she didn't look good.Now, she actually looks good-looking with a nose and eyes, like her father, delicate and gentle.As for Zhixue, she is a bit like herself, with an ordinary appearance, but she has a pair of crystal clear eyes. Perhaps, this is a gift from heaven to the children.

"Mother, my sister is not fun at all now. You should teach me how to play games, I have already played the game." Lying in front of Zhiyu, her eyebrows were beaming, but Zhiyu's eyes just grew bigger. Looking at her, she didn't cry or make trouble, and she didn't express at all.She suddenly felt bored, so she asked Jinxiu to teach her some new ways to play.

Jinxiu frowned upon hearing this.

This kid doesn't remember writing at all after learning how to play.This, can't do it.

With a serious face, "Have you finished your homework today?"

Seeing the change in Jinxiu's face, she immediately let go of the hand holding Jinxiu's sleeve, and nodded obediently. "No, but mother, I want to play for a while before writing. Mother, okay?"

"No! Writing is a compulsory course for you every day. If you don't study hard, when you grow up, you plan to be like your mother. Do you have to worry about what you eat and drink all the time?"

"No, mother, I didn't say no to writing, I just want to play for a while before I go. I have written two articles this morning, my hands are so sore." Zhixue said, stroking her small hand , said with a little aggrieved, crystal clear tears swirled in the small eye sockets.

After hearing this, Jin Xiu's complexion softened a little.

Holding the second baby on his shoulders, he pulled Zhixue over to his knees, and gently stroked Zhixue's cheeks with his hands, talking softly.

"Okay, let's play first and then write. I'm sorry, mother doesn't know that your handwriting is sour. But Xue'er, remember, mother is cruel to you and strict with you, it's for your own good, do you understand?" Jinxiu said in a tone , as if not treating a child, but treating an adult, giving Zhixue enough trust and self-esteem.

Seeing her mother apologizing to herself, Zhixue immediately put away her tears and smiled with red eyes.

"Well, Zhixue knows. Mother, then I will write two articles in the morning and two articles in the afternoon, okay?"

"Okay, as long as you study hard every day, you can show it to your mother at night." After all, she is still young, so she can't push her too fast, or it will backfire.

A three-year-old child can't remember a few words.All she has to do is to cultivate her interest in learning.

But Zhixue has a pen and paper for training, what will Xiao Yuer use to train her?
Jinxiu looked at Zhiyu and began to think again.

In the evening, Qin Dayong went home again.This time Zhixue didn't go out to pick him up, because when he came back, the little girl was writing on the dining table next to the stove.

The crooked black brush characters crawled over the mulberry paper like caterpillars, which definitely didn't look good.But Jinxiu was extremely satisfied. Although the writing was not good, at least she could tell what the words were.

But the writing brush is really inconvenient.It requires both strength and dexterity, which is obviously beyond the control of the three-year-old Zhixue.

When Qin Dayong came in, he had already lost the pile of things on his body, only a shoulder pole and a big burden were left.

Jinxiu was holding Erwa and sitting near the door, opposite Zhixue who was writing.

"Miss, I'm back." While unloading the pole and putting it by the door, she carried the bag to Jinxiu's side.When Jinxiu heard this, she turned her head and saw him looking at her with a smile all over her face.

I am overjoyed, business should be good, right?
"Sister, come and sit down quickly. Xue'er, pack up your things quickly, let's eat." This time Jinxiu couldn't take a break because the little person in her arms didn't feel sleepy at all.She had no choice but to hold the child in one hand, lift the lid of the pot with the other, and began to pick up the meals that had been stuffed in the pot with one hand, and put them on the table.

When Qin Dayong saw him, he hurriedly put down his burden and took her job.

"Lady, I'm here, I'm here, you go sit and hold your second baby."

"Okay." You're not polite, seeing him happy, probably because he's excited about earning money.She was also happy that they finally had a way out.

(End of this chapter)