Eating big melon is so refreshing

"The little grass in Aunt Hua's house is so strange. Her eyes are about to spit fire, as if I stole something that belonged to her."

Xiao Chunya complained in her heart, and now her voice could be heard from thirty meters away.

Xiao Qiulin only needs to follow the direction of the sound to find the fat sister, and halfway there he can hear her continuing to complain.

"Xiaocao, is it because his aunt was angry with Xio that he took it out on me? A seven-year-old is still quite childish. Twelve-year-old Xiaoyu and ten-year-old Xiaolan are both quite normal. This family has two weirdos. They are indeed aunt and nephew."

Xiaocao from next door had opened the door to the yard and walked out. His eyes were clearly full of disdain and anger, but he was trying hard to force a smile, which looked very ferocious!

"Sister Chun'er, come to my house and play. I will teach you how to weave." The grass acted as if you should be grateful because I am teaching you how to weave for free.

"I'm not interested. I'd rather study instead of this time." Xiao Chunya rejected Xiaocao's invitation unceremoniously, and said with a fake smile, "Books contain beautiful women, books contain golden houses, books contain thousands of bushels of grain, and books contain everything."

Xiao Cao didn't understand what Xiao Chunya was saying, so she suppressed her anger and said, "Studying for the imperial examination is a man's job. You are a girl, so you should learn spinning and weaving..."

"My father and mother should teach me what I should learn. Sister Xiaocao, you should continue weaving. Don't make excuses to come out and chat with me. It's not fair to Sister Xiaoyu and Sister Xiaolan."

Xiao Chunya slapped her face rudely, is this woman sick? She must be sick, and it's not mild.

Jiang Tang looked at Xiao Cao with an unhappy face. He snorted but didn't say anything. His granddaughter was going to be an official's wife in the future and didn't need to spin or weave!

Xiao Qiulin appeared outside the door and said coldly, "My sister doesn't need to spin or weave. Grandpa and dad will take care of her now. I will take care of her when she grows up. She can do whatever she likes and be happy."

Jealousy can change a person beyond recognition. Xiaocao's face was distorted. Why? We are both village girls, but my life is worthless while others are as precious as gold and jade!

"Little grass."

Xiaoyu and Xiaolan saw something was wrong, so they pulled Xiaocao back. What kind of madness was this? He looked so tender and plump, how could he be someone who could do hard labor?

"Why do you start by saying you want to teach others how to weave? Have you woven the cloth yourself?" Xiaoyu frowned and said, "I have been weaving for five years and I dare not say that I weave well. Your skills are not as good as mine, and you dare to brag?"

Xiaocao's face turned red and she stomped her feet and ran into the house. She didn't even need an excuse to be lazy. She hated weaving, and in the end she didn't get a penny from the money from selling the cloth. Why was she so active?

"What's wrong with her these days? She's so restless, isn't she influenced by her aunt?"

"Let my mother treat her." Xiaoyu turned to Xiaolan and said, "Second sister, you have to learn all the textile techniques in the next two years. I will teach you how to do it."

Spinning and weaving are very hard work, but as a woman, if she doesn't have a skill and can't earn a little money by herself, she will be looked down upon by her husband's family. Does she have to ask her mother-in-law for every penny? A'niang told her that if she wanted to live comfortably in her husband's family, in addition to giving birth to a son, she also had to be able to earn money.

Xiaolan studied hard under her elder sister, who was already engaged and would be getting married in two years. In addition to spinning and weaving, she also had to cook, so there were many things she needed to learn.

Only when I am well can I help my younger brother, and only when my younger brother is well can I have support in my mother's family. My father said that they complement each other.

"Brother, let's carry the bathtub home." Xiao Chunya emphasized, "You broke the bathtub at home. Have you gained strength?"

Just as Xiaoqiu was about to complain, a big pot fell on me, catching me off guard!

Jiang Tang put five pieces of cloth into the bathtub. He walked slowly behind it with his hands behind his back. What a nice weather today!

After returning home, the two siblings got busy. Rubia, Sappan wood, and alum were all decoys. The actual pigments were taken out from Xiao Qiulin's space.

Xiao Chunya was very curious about her brother's space. It was like a treasure chest with all kinds of strange things in it, but it couldn't be used for farming.

Open the paint can and put it in a wooden basin. Add water and dilute it according to the instructions. Even an elementary school student can understand the operation.

"Add water!"

“Stir it!”

"This color doesn't look right. Put a piece of cloth in to soak it in dye."

Jiang Tang in the kitchen shook his head slightly. The two children knew their limits. If they failed to harm the two pieces of cloth, they would stop.

Which child doesn’t like to play? Others play with sand and mud, but their dolls play with paint. This is really high-end.

Jiang Tang thought that his two children liked to eat egg noodles, and the noodles at home had been eaten up, so he had to go buy two kilograms, but there was no adult at home and he couldn't leave.

At this time, Jiang Tang felt that his daughter had been working in the embroidery shop for too long. She used to be able to take small pieces of embroidery home to do, but now she couldn't do that anymore. It was obvious that she was just being forced to do what she wanted.

"Success!"

Xiao Chunya's loud voice came, "Grandpa, come and take a look."

Jiang Tang put down the work in his hands, walked out of the kitchen, and saw a piece of cloth hanging on the rack in the yard. The color was bright pink.

"So beautiful!"

"Grandpa, this paint can still be used for dyeing. Do you want to continue dyeing?"

"Let's dye them all." Jiang Tang felt that such beautiful colors would definitely sell well, as Huangyang County had never had such beautiful cloth.

"I'll do it. You two can rest on the side."

Jiang Tang skillfully put the pieces of cloth into the wooden basin to soak and dye, and then hung the dyed cloth on the rack.

The door opens

Jiang walked back tiredly and saw the beautiful fabric in the yard. Her eyes lit up and her mood instantly improved a lot.

"Mother, you look very tired."

It was only three and a half miles from the embroidery shop back to Dawang Village. The Jiang family had been going back and forth for many years and this situation shouldn't have happened, unless...

"Someone is ostracizing you?" Jiang Tang had already guessed the reason. "Is it that widow Zheng?"

Widow Zheng is not only resourceful, but also has great needlework skills. Her embroidery skills are better than Jiang's. For some unknown reason, Widow Zheng always targets Jiang, and they have had two conflicts before.

"The owner of the embroidery shop is also a piece of shit. I don't need to go there anymore. I don't need to put up with him when I do the work at home."

Jiang Tang said, "After Widow Zheng entered the embroidery shop, there were many scandals. Girls and wives from good families would avoid her. Sooner or later, the embroidery shop would not be able to survive."

"Mom, have a glass of water." The thoughtful little cotton-padded jacket came online. Xiao Chunya poured a glass of water and happily took it to Jiang. Xiao Qiulin on the side silently brought a small stool over.