Dressed as a little farmer's lucky treasure, God sends blessings and asks for forgiveness

Old Master Tai was sitting nearby, warming himself by the fire.

There was a stove burning in the yard, with sweet potatoes and potatoes simmering in it. Wang Ronghua, Mrs. Sun, and Zhao Shimin were making clothes in the house.

Qin Wu works in the workshop.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and several people are busy making clothes. They all hope that everyone will wear new clothes and be happy during the Chinese New Year.

Qin Ming's injury has improved a lot and he can basically move around, but he still can't do work like chopping bamboo. It hurts if he uses too much force, and he can't lift heavy objects, so he is still recovering.

Peng Wencai could walk normally now, but he still had to be careful when sitting down, so he seldom went out and usually stayed in the house. I don’t know if this incident was a big blow to him, but he became a little unwilling to get along with others, except for the Zhao family of course.

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When they were tired from work, they would dig out sweet potatoes to eat. Zhao Shiying and Old Man Tai were watching over them, digging them while warming themselves by the fire.

It has been simmered for an hour, so it must be cooked.

"Hey, I found one." Old Master Tai shouted with a smile, but when he reached out to take it, he was burned and screamed in pain.

Zhao Shiying laughed so hard that she grinned and fanned the flames hard.

She also wanted to find a sweet potato. Thinking of the delicious red sweet potato, she became greedy.

When Liu Chuanmu saw this scene, he just smiled.

This is true for both young and old children.

After Zhao Shiying dug out a sweet potato, she used a small stick to pick it out and let it cool, then started digging again. After she had dug out five, she took a large bowl and picked the sweet potatoes one by one into the bowl. Then, holding the large bowl, she walked towards the room step by step.

Old Master Tai looked at it again and again with curiosity.

Hurry over to help carry it.

"Don't snatch it. This is what I gave to my mother and sister." Zhao Shiying pouted, frowned, and put her hands on her hips to warn Grandpa Tai.

"Oh! Don't grab it, I'll hold it for you, don't break it." Old Master Tai nodded. He wasn't trying to grab it, but he was just looking at the little guy holding such a big bowl. Breaking the bowl was a small matter, but getting hurt was a big matter.

"Oh, thank you Grandpa Tai." Zhao Shiying's expression changed quickly, and she immediately went from anger to smile.

"Let's go." Old Master Tai nodded.

Zhao Shiying felt relieved now and quickly ran to her mother's room.

"Mom, I'm here." Zhao Shiying's cute voice sounded.

The three people who were making clothes in the inner room stopped their work at the same time and looked towards the door.

"Nannan, are you tired from playing? Are you cold?" Wang Ronghua asked with a smile.

"I'm not tired, and I'm not cold. I'm here to bring you some food." Zhao Shiying said, and quickly stepped aside to let Mr. Tai behind her out.

When several people saw the large bowl in Grandpa Tai's hand, they were curious, but they couldn't see clearly what was inside.

"What to eat?" Zhao Shimin asked. Not to mention that she seemed to smell something delicious. After working for an entire afternoon, she was actually very hungry.

"It's roasted sweet potatoes and potatoes." Zhao Shiying took the bowl from Grandpa Tai and walked towards Wang Ronghua cautiously.

Wang Ronghua smiled and immediately put down what she was holding.

"Oh, it's this thing. It's just right to eat it now. It's still hot." As soon as Wang Ronghua picked up the bowl, she knew that the sweet potatoes and potatoes were still steaming and smelled fragrant.

"Mom, eat it, sister, eat it, and grandma grandma, eat it." Zhao Shiying grabbed one of the bowls with her black hands and handed it to Wang Ronghua.

"Okay, I'll eat it, but wait a minute, I'll put these things inside." Wang Ronghua said as she put the clothes basket she made inside the bed.

"You all don't have to do it anymore, let's go out and eat sweet potatoes and potatoes." Wang Ronghua said with a smile.

"Okay."

"Thank you, Madam and Miss." Mrs. Sun said with a smile.

Life is good now and she likes it very much.

You know, a simple life is a blessing, and she is content with this life.

Wang Ronghua took the sweet potato from Zhao Shiying's hand, took Zhao Shiying's hand and went out.

It's definitely colder in the yard than in the house, but the air is also better.

As soon as they came out, they sat around the fire, picked up sweet potatoes and potatoes and started cooking.

Mr. Tai was busy stirring the fire at the moment.

He remembered that there was more, he clearly put a lot of it.

At this time, Mr. Tai didn't find anything, so he started eating the potatoes that were placed on the ground.

The whole thing is black, but when you touch the skin, the yellowish mashed potatoes inside are revealed.

"Delicious!" Wang Ronghua praised with a smile.

Mr. Tai’s main character is to just eat without saying a word.

Zhao Shiying ate with gusto, and while eating she did not forget to give one to Liu Chuanmu and leave one for his father.

After the fire turned completely into ashes, no sweet potatoes or potatoes could be dug out of it.

Zhao Guocheng is back.

"Dad, eat sweet potatoes." Zhao Shiying stood up with difficulty and held the sweet potato to Zhao Guocheng.

She was so full that she couldn't eat dinner.

"Oh, girl, you are so nice. You are thinking about me. Daddy is just hungry." Zhao Guocheng took it with a smile. He thought that the little girl's kindness could not be wasted and he had to finish it.

It's still hot when I peel off the skin in a few seconds.

Zhao Guocheng peeled it and finished it in just three or two bites. The sweet potato was not very big.

"Dinner is ready." Wang Ronghua shouted at this time.

As soon as he came out, he saw Zhao Guocheng eating sweet potatoes. Knowing that it was saved by his little girl, he smiled and hurried to set the table.

Soon everyone sat down to eat. The meal was quite rich, with wild vegetables. Although there were not many, for them, it was rare to have such green leafy vegetables in winter.

After a good dinner, another day begins.

Many things in the workshop have been completed. Some jams are made and delivered to the county immediately and are not kept at all.

Therefore, there are actually not many goods in stock.

Fumanlou in the county also held a limited purchase event, so there was not enough to sell, but there was nothing else to do. In winter, resources were scarce, so this was the only way.

Those who can buy it are well-known and wealthy.

Manager Wang can also use these things to repay favors and build connections.

This did help Manager Wang gain some favors, and Fumanlou's business also improved a lot.

On the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, Liu Chuanmu had made the entire frame of the umbrella according to Zhao Shiying's method and had assembled it.

This assembly is not a normal assembly, but a series of threads. Professionally speaking, after threading with a needle, put the long ribs on the upper umbrella plate, one by one, and do not make mistakes. Put them in according to the marked numbers on the umbrella frame, tie a knot after putting them in, and then put the short umbrella frame on the lower plate, also one by one, and do not miss any. Only in this way can the umbrella frame be fully put in.

After the umbrella frame is made, there is a critical step, which is to make persimmon glue. However, there are no persimmons in this season. However, this does not pose a problem for Liu Chuanmu, as he has homemade glue prepared in advance at home, which has a viscosity similar to that of persimmon glue.

After the oil paper is dipped in tung oil, it is then coated with tung oil. A key step in applying tung oil is to apply it three times and then dry it three times, so as to ensure the waterproof effect of the oil paper umbrella.

So what I thought could be completed on the 26th of the twelfth lunar month was actually delayed until the afternoon of the 27th.

When the oil-paper umbrellas appeared, everyone couldn't help but marvel.

"Is this oil-paper umbrella made? It looks quite sturdy." Mrs. Sun liked it the first time she saw it.