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

The beginning of autumn was unexpected.

Although the movements were unfamiliar, I completed them in one go. I wasn't as nervous as at the beginning of spring, so I was both brave and careful.

I learned the remaining batter ratios by heart after being taught twice.

But I have only learned it. To make rice noodles of the same size and thickness, I need more practice.

It just so happened that the 200 sheets of rice noodles for tomorrow had not been made yet, so Mrs. Lin asked the two of them to start making them and told them not to worry about failure. Even if they couldn't sell them, they could still eat them at home.

Mixed with sesame sauce, it becomes a refreshing cold skin. Craftsmen eat a bowl of it after work, which can both relieve fatigue and fill them up.

Third Aunt was gentle and patient. Lichun gradually relaxed and soon became proficient in the movements. The two sisters took turns working and soon made 200 sheets of rice dough.

Li Qiu was full of energy: "It's like playing with water, it's really fun, Auntie San, let's do some more."

Lin wiped the water stains off the side of the stove and said, "The rice noodle wrappers can't be kept for too long. It's best to make them and eat them right away. The ones we need for tomorrow have already been made. If we make more, we can only eat them at home."

"Today is mainly for practice. Once you become proficient in making it yourself, it's best to make it every morning and send it directly to the restaurant after you're done."

Lichun wrote it down and said he would definitely listen to his third aunt.

It was almost time for dinner. Lin packed up a few pieces of unsatisfactory rice noodles and said, "Take these back and have your mother cut them into shreds and mix them with cold dishes."

Lichun thanked him and took it, then took Liqiu home.

There were still a lot of unqualified rice noodles left, so Lin cut them into wide strips, mixed them with mashed garlic and sesame sauce, kept a small bowl for herself, and sent the rest to the new house.

Silang came back in the afternoon and saw that Lin was busy, so he didn't come to disturb her.

It wasn't until dinner time that Lin noticed him.

I can't even muster the energy to eat.

Even the chopsticks were held in his hand with a dejected look, as if frustration was written on his forehead.

After dinner, a group of children surrounded Cui Jingwen and went out. Old man Cui also followed behind with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face.

The news of Cui Jingwen teaching people to read and write spread more and more in the village. At first, only the children of the headman's family came, but later the yard was so crowded that most of the children in the village came.

Not only does it affect the quality of teaching, but it also becomes a problem for the whole family to get in and out.

Lin simply waved his hand and arranged for them to go to the workshop.

The newly paved yard is not only clean but also spacious, and can easily accommodate a hundred children.

The children are also very enthusiastic about learning to read.

All the children had a homemade sand board, and there was no competition for stationery because even the Cui family used sand boards.

The only thing that can be compared is who knows more words.

So after every meal, a group of children would call their friends and wait outside the Cui family's courtyard for class to start without any supervision from their elders.

The children are studious, so Lin certainly cannot be stingy.

Therefore, the new workshop was used as a school before it even started operation.

The evening breeze is blowing.

The children's voices as they learn to read add color to the village under the setting sun.

Early the next morning, Lin led people to load the carriage. Because they had been instructed to go early and return early before departure, Sifu returned half an hour early.

After feeding Zhongzi, he asked someone to drive the ox cart to Cui Lao's house first.

"Mom, does this look good on me?"

Cui Jingwen pulled at his collar awkwardly, feeling awkward everywhere.

This is the autumn shirt that Lin bought at a clothing store. She chose a blue-green fine cloth. She saw that the students in the city all dressed like this, wearing a long gown and a folding fan, which made them look elegant and refined.

The embroiderer in the garment shop had neat stitches and appropriate tailoring. The long gown she wore made her figure look slender, giving her the elegance of a scholar.

But I forgot to prepare a folding fan, so I'll let him take the book away later.