The Pretty Military Wife

After cutting the outer part of the cotton-padded jacket, the next step is to sew the jacket.

The cotton I bought was still pressed, so it was not very fluffy. So I had to tear it apart slowly by hand.

The children saw the two of them tearing the cotton and thought it was fun. They all wanted to help, but Liang Xinyue stopped them with her hand:

"Stop, stop, stop. Look at your hands. And then look at my cotton."

The older Dongdong looked at his hand, then at the cotton, and couldn't help laughing.

They had just played in the mud, and Xiaoer had crawled on the ground, his hands were all covered in mud or dust. Only Lanlan's hands were a little clean, but because she played with dogtail grass, she broke the grass seeds and made her fingers green.

The three children looked at each other and laughed.

The waiter even sat down on the spot and wanted to roll over. Liang Xinyue grabbed him and said:

"Look, the floor is covered in dust. Once you sit on it, your pants and clothes will get dirty. You can't eat white steamed buns if they are dirty."

The little guy immediately clapped his hands:

"It's not dirty, it's not dirty. Auntie, it's not dirty."

Liang Xinyue knew that the children all wanted to pick cotton, so she took them to wash their hands. Each of them had a small stool and sat around a basket.

Daya on the bed looked at him enviously. Liang Xinyue reached out and handed a little cotton to her palm:

"Pinch it too, is it soft?"

Daya is very happy.

With my aunt, she would tell me everything, say things that I could understand, and she also knew what I wanted to do.

This way, very happy.

I thought Xiao Xiaoer wouldn't be able to sit there for a few minutes, but I didn't expect that Lanlan would be the first to run away.

Lanlan pulled a few times, then ran to the bed, lay down and went back to playing with the grass.

Dongdong talked for a while and then said he wanted to go find ants.

He took a wooden stick and went to the backyard where there was no seed. It hadn't rained for a long time, so the ground was very hard. He pried for a long time before he made a hole the size of a finger.

But he likes it.

"Xiaoer, why don't you help Brother Dongdong pry the ants out?"

"No, I'll pull cotton."

The little guy talked for a long time in a very serious manner.

After pulling the cotton, it was time for them to cook dinner.

With the meat brought by Xiao Wei, Liang Xinyue thought about making something delicious for the children.

When they came to the army, their families gave them some dried salted vegetables (the same method as sauerkraut, except that sauerkraut is soaked in salt water, while salted vegetables are pickled, chopped, dried, and stored. They can be used to stir-fry meat buns and dumplings after being soaked briefly before eating.)

After lunch, she soaked the vegetables. After the dough was fermented, she came over to help Daya with her urination, and then started making dumplings with Fu Chunhua.

When Lanlan saw that they were wrapping meat in the dumplings, she didn't care that the meat was still raw, and just stared at the stuffing bowl, swallowing her saliva.

Fu Chunhua said angrily and amusedly:

"Look how greedy this kid is. He wants to eat all the raw meat."

Liang Xinyue smiled and teased Lanlan:

"How many would you like to eat later, Lanlan?"

"Three, four, six, seven."

"What's three, four, six, seven?"

Fu Chunhua laughed uncontrollably:

"Teach her to count, and she won't count to five. Three, four, six, seven, that's counting."

Liang Xinyue also laughed:

"Okay, then you can eat three, four, six, or seven of them later. It's not cooked yet. When it's done, I'll call you. Go help your aunt play with sister Yaya, okay?"

"Oh."

He was still very obedient and ran away.

When eating dumplings in the evening, the children really ate them voraciously.

Liang Xinyue cooked some more, and when Xiao Wei came over, she asked Xiao Wei to eat a bowl and also took a bowl to the political commissar.

Children have limited energy, and after dark, they naturally become tired and want to sleep.

When Fu Chunhua was about to take the child back, Liang Xinyue smiled and said:

"It means that your old man Chen will be back tomorrow, so you can leave Xiaoer with me. Let him sleep in the same bed with his sister. I can watch one or both of them."

Fu Chunhua blushed and said:

"Let's talk about it when I get back tomorrow. I'll take it over tonight."

With someone taking good care of her, Daya recovered quickly and now she can try to move her arm. Although she is still tied with a wooden board, there is no problem with her shoulder joint.

Liang Xinyue did not make cotton-padded clothes in the evening, but started knitting sweaters with wool.

The next morning, Xiao Wei bought porridge and steamed buns again. He also gave the rest of Zhou Liang's salary to Liang Xinyue:

"Sister, take it. The car will go into the city the day after tomorrow. Do you want to buy anything?"

After Daya lived here, Liang Xinyue felt that the two bed sheets she had prepared were not enough and it was not easy to change them.

Now there is no washing machine, so it’s all up to God to wash.

She wanted to buy another bed sheet, but she didn't have time to go to the city. If she went to the city, what would happen to the child?

"I'll ask Sister Fu if she wants to go tomorrow. If she does, I'll ask her to help take care of it for me."

"I'm going, sister. I'm going to drive to the county town the day after tomorrow."

When Zhou Guoliang and his colleagues were not around, the company-level cadres had to lead the troops in training. Normally, every ten days, one of them would take turns driving the family members who wanted to go into the city.

Since they are not here this time, it’s Xiao Wei.

Liang Xinyue pointed at the bed sheets at home and said:

"If you buy me two sheets like this, they won't dry even if you wash them when winter comes."

Liang Xinyue went back to the house, took the money and gave it to Xiao Wei, saying:

"Also, please bring me some more vegetables, radishes would be fine. And ginger."

Liang Xinyue suddenly realized that she had to buy a lot of things.

"Sister, think about it first. I'll come in the afternoon. You tell me and I'll write it."

Liang Xinyue paused and said, "Yes, I wrote it down myself. But they might think I can't read."

"By the way, please buy me some pencils, a pen, and a notebook. I want to write a letter."

Sure enough, Xiao Wei looked at Liang Xinyue with some surprise:

"Sister, can you read?"

Liang Xinyue said somewhat embarrassedly:

"I don't know much."

"Okay, then I'll bring you a pen and paper later. Just write down what you want. If you can't write, you can just draw a picture."

Xiao Wei was still trying to comfort Liang Xinyue.

Because in that era, there were very few women in the countryside who were literate, which was why Lin Xiaoju looked down on the military wives here.

She is a city dweller and a junior high school graduate. But except for the political commissar's wife who works as a cadre in an institution, none of the other military wives follow the army.

The other military wives all came from the countryside, and only a few of them could read and write.

Liang Xinyue didn't know what to explain, so she just nodded in agreement.

This morning, Fu Chunhua did not come with the children very early, Liang Xinyue guessed that she was cleaning the house. After all, her husband was coming back.

After packing up Daya, Daya began to look forward to their coming over to play. After thinking for a while, Liang Xinyue said:

"Yaya, do you want Lanlan and her brother to come over and play?"

"Ah."

"Then tell me whatever you want to do in the future. Only when you tell me, I will know."

Liang Xinyue also encouraged Yaya to speak more and learn to express what she wanted to do.