Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

"You're interested, don't you understand?"

Old Mrs. Cui took the list from Old Man Cui, looked at it carefully for a few seconds, and then handed it to Cui Jingwen.

As expected of the grandson of the Cui family, although the old woman is illiterate, Jingwen's handwriting is well-written horizontally and vertically, which makes people feel comfortable when reading it.

Although Old Mrs. Cui is illiterate, she has a good memory and remembers clearly who is on the list.

"I think Dazhi's wife is good. The wives of the Wang family and the Zhou family have been getting along in the village for many years, and their character is acceptable."

Old Mrs. Cui counted out the number of people on her fingers.

Dazhi's family is relatively close to the Cui family. The two families' lands are next to each other, and they visit each other frequently.

As for Wang's sister-in-law, Lin had also dealt with her and went to the city together to sell chickens.

Lin had never met the Zhou family's daughter-in-law.

Old Lady Cui sighed, "The Zhou family's daughter-in-law has a miserable life. Her family fled famine and passed by here. They sold her to the Zhou family for a few bites of food. The previous daughter-in-law of the Zhou family died in childbirth. When she came into the family, she not only had to manage the whole family, but also had to take care of the children."

Zhou's original wife left behind three children, and she gave birth to four more after she got married. You can imagine how difficult life was for the Zhou family during those years.

But Zhou's wife never complained. She treated the three children as her own and raised them for more than ten years.

"Life has only gotten better in recent years now that the children have grown up. Zhou's wife is about the same age as you."

Lin recalled the appearance of Zhou's daughter-in-law. She only remembered that she was hunched over, dark and thin. People believed her when she said she was the same age as Old Lady Cui.

"Then listen to mother and let Zhou's daughter-in-law come to work in our house."

Old Mrs. Cui selected a few more people, including a young wife and two or three half-grown boys from the village.

The repaired bowls and basins needed to be moved out of the warehouse. The half-grown boy was young and strong, so this job was just right for him.

Lin asked Mrs. Cui to select two more people, a total of twelve people, and Cui Jingwen also wrote out the list.

The threshing ground still had to pay rent, and time waited for no one. Mrs. Lin and Old Lady Cui took the list to look for people, while Cui Chengliang led a few children up the mountain to pick gum. The two groups agreed to meet at the threshing ground in an hour.

When the family learned that they were chosen, they were ecstatic. They dropped the work at hand and followed him to the threshing ground.

Lin wanted to teach them all how to repair bowls.

The village head Youqing and Youxi were also among them, and Youxi winked at Silang.

I don’t know what’s wrong with my grandfather these past two days. He looks at me in a very strange way. Occasionally, I hear him mumbling about how he’s not destined to enjoy a good life.

He even felt that his grandfather's expression was extremely distressed.

But I can relax for the next three days. It won't be a problem if he comes out to work.

Shi Lang kept a straight face, nodded to You Xi, and followed Lin to the front of the group.

Lin smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, everyone. Since we are here to work, we all have the same goal, which is to do the job well."

"The boss is right. For such a high salary, we will definitely repair the bowl beautifully."

Silang made a bowl of clay at home and demonstrated it to everyone on the spot.

The smooth mud glue is tightly applied to the gap, and after being scraped flat with a bamboo stick, it becomes one with the entire bowl.

The whole thing took only tens of seconds.

The eldest sister-in-law of the Wang family asked curiously, "Mother Jingwen, is the color a little darker?"

"Not deep. They need to be dried after repairing. I'll have an area on the ground where the repaired bowls and basins will be piled up to dry."

Everyone imitated Silang's technique and practiced with various bamboo sticks and broken bowls.