Chapter 135: Moon towel

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"Did you not ask me to pick?" Gu Chunzhu looked at Su Wangqin strangely, and moved to say what was in his heart. "Are you worried that I'm going to be arrested by the government?"
"It wasn't dark at that time." Su Wangqin frowned.
Gu Chunzhu thought that Qiu Shifei had just said that he had done it. That must have been the collapse of his sister-in-law Fu's sister-in-law who had taken care of herself.
After thinking about Su Wangqin's words for a while, I realized that something was wrong. I really wanted to pick up Niu Buping's hamstrings at that moment. Isn't it waiting to be caught by the government?
Gu Chunzhu pinched Su Wangqin fiercely, "Brother Wang, are you saying I'm stupid?"
"No." Su Wangqin hurriedly waved his hand, pulling Gu Chunzhu into the stove door with a strong desire to survive.
"Mother beat Auntie II!" An An had already been waiting in the stove, waving his fist and shouting to Gu Chunzhu.
Ever since Gu Chunzhu taught her to run as soon as she clamored with others, this little girl remembered it firmly and was very alert.
"Dad, mother's porridge is cooked." Xiaocheng leaned out of the stove, and his winter clothes were covered with firewood burrs, and he was throwing them away one by one.
Su Wangqin let go of Gu Chunzhu's hand to serve rice, and he also boiled two pots of porridge, one pot of brown rice and one pot of polished rice.
"Wang brother, how do you cook two pots, and it takes a lot of firewood." Gu Chunzhu saw Su Wangqin handing a bowl of polished rice porridge into his hand.
The two children each got a bowl of brown rice porridge, and Xiao Anan glanced at her polished rice porridge, but her head quickly lowered to drink her own porridge.
Su Wangqin cut the hot porridge for her with chopsticks and blew, "You just have to keep a good care of this disease."
Looking at the thick and white polished rice porridge in his bowl, the yellowish brown rice in the two children's bowl is also hard in taste, although brown rice has higher nutritional value according to modern saying.
But here, the polished rice porridge is a better thing than the brown rice porridge. If you eat it yourself, the two children will eat it poorly. Gu Chunzhu is like a fish thorn on the throat, and how can I swallow the porridge to Su Wangqin's mouth. Don't go on.
"Chunzhu..."
"Wang brother, please give the child a bowl. I drink brown rice porridge." Gu Chunzhu pushed away the polished rice porridge, and looked like he didn't eat it. She knew that Su Wangqin was for his own good. Lier who eats solitary food.
Xiaocheng's narrow and long phoenix blinked and deliberately drank a mouthful of brown rice porridge. "Mother, look, I like to drink brown rice porridge."
"Me too." An An directly turned her small mouth into a sucker, and took a big sip on the porridge surface. She lifted her face and drew a circle of porridge foam on her mouth.
"The two of you are good children, mother knows." Gu Chunzhu looked at the two children lovingly.
She took out her handkerchief and wiped it gently on An'an's lips, so she got up neatly and took two pottery bowls to push the unpolished rice porridge in her bowl into two and pushed it to the two children.
"Eat it, after eating it is not enough to eat brown rice porridge." Gu Chunzhu added a bowl of brown rice porridge to himself.
Before the two children moved, small eyes looked at Su Wangqin.
Seeing that Gu Chunzhu was eating it, he knew that her temperament would make the two children eat quickly.
"This porridge is bland and tasteless. I'll buy some duck eggs for you to make salted duck eggs for later." Gu Chunzhu scoured the unscented brown rice porridge.
She couldn't help but complain that she was better off now and she was full, so she started to pick and choose.
An'an's small ears have been raised, and the eyes of the grapes are shining, and the corner of the mouth is covered with Jin liquid. He holds Gu Chunzhu's arm and asks: "Mother, is the salted duck egg delicious?"
"It's delicious, wait for the porridge to drink with the porridge after it's done." Gu Chunzhu touched An'an's small head.
I think this salt is more expensive than duck eggs. She took a breath and agreed to do it once.
"Chunzhu! Chunzhu!" A low cry came from the door of Chaifang.
"Wang Brother, did you hear who was calling me?" Gu Chunzhu stood up at once, his eyes looking out of Caimen, the call continued, and the people were blocked by Caimen.
"I'm going to open the door...you have a leg pain, I'm going to open the door." Su Wangqin's warm palm rested on Gu Chunzhu's shoulder, and pressed her back with cleverness, he limped out and opened the door.
Gu Chunzhu's lip angle evoked an arc, except for broken legs Su Wangqin, the whole person is good.
She was lamenting that if ancient medical techniques could be as developed as modern times, she could not be allowed to treat Su Wangqin's legs.
"Chunzhu is me, is it better?" Luo Xinlan walked in and lifted the face towel. A face was bloodier than that day's pale, and her soft eyes were all worried about Gu Chunzhu.
"I'm fine, my sister-in-law doesn't have to rush to me every day, I'm not afraid that the old goddess will catch you back." Gu Chunzhu deliberately scared her so that she could be alert.
"It's my fault, I even believed her wrongly at first, and then I'm hurting you again..."
Gu Chunzhu finished the bowl of porridge with a "wow" and stood up and reached out to block Luo Xinlan's mouth.
"We are all so acquaintances. I can watch you suffer when you are in trouble." Gu Chunzhu took her by the hand and took her into the back room. The back room also had charcoal pots. Luo Xinlan rushed from the town early in the morning The fingertips are very cold.
Luo Xinlan followed Gu Chunzhu on the stool in the back room, and said that he lived well in Uncle Zheng's house.
Uncle Zheng and his wife treated her very well. Originally, the new daughter-in-law was not very happy, and her relationship with her unborn baby was embroidered with a small bellyband.
"Today I want to ask you, what is the moon towel that you said that day?" Speaking of this woman's private affairs, Luo Xinlan's skinny face dropped his face in shame.
"You didn't use grass ash. The grass ash absorbs water, but the ash is very dirty. In order to prevent the plant ash from leaking, you have to use a thick cloth. It's not good for your body to get bored.
"Yes, this is the reason!" Luo Xinlan chick nodded like rice.
Gu Chunzhu ran out to borrow Xiaocheng's wooden board, and then took a charcoal pen to start drawing.
"Look, you made the cloth into this shape, and the two of them were so tied to the underpants, so that you wouldn't miss it." Gu Chunzhu drew a simple picture for Luo Xinlan. Luo Xinlan seemed to understand. , Gu Chunzhu patted his forehead before saying: "I made these triangles for my underpants, and I can put a moon towel in the middle."
"So it turns out, these three sides of the are comfortable to wear?" Luo Xin Lamba asked with a wink.
"Comfortable, of course."
Gu Chunzhu's self-made underpants were also a good material that was soft and breathable when he went back to buy the material. A cotton cloth was sewn in the middle.
With limited funds, she only made three, but she wore them every day!
"Can that sell silver?" Luo Xinlan's eyes glowed.