Raising a family through the 1970s

Chu Tian nodded clearly, and just wanted to say something, he saw that Yao Xiujuan was about to go out with two bowls, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, "What are you doing here?" Yao

Xiujuan explained softly, "I'll pick up Wuya, and by the way, return the old noodles lent to me at noon and give them back to Aunt Wu! By the way, the radish in this is still given to me by Aunt Wu at noon, so I plan to take the steamed buns to Aunt Wu and Guoan to taste." "

Chutian" ah", took two bowls from Yao Xiujuan's hands, "I'll just go, you're pregnant, it's dark and slippery outside, don't run around..."

As he spoke, he put the bowl back on the table, picked up his coat from the side of the kang and wrapped it around his body, turned around and walked out of the ground with the bowl.

Chu Tian stood at the gate of Aunt Wu's house, and just raised his hand and knocked on the door, and the door opened with a "creak".

"Uncle Tian, are you here to pick up Wuya?" Sun

Guoan opened the door and saw Chu Tian holding a bowl in one hand, holding a bowl in his elbow, and the other hand still maintaining the action of knocking on the door.

Chu Tian took down the bowl he was holding at his elbow before he walked into the door, looked at the little boy Sun Guoan and asked with a smile, "Guoan, how do you know I'm knocking

on the door?" Sun Guoan bent his eyes, "I just finished going to the toilet and was about to go back to the hall when I heard a knock on the door..."

Chu Tian patted his head, "Then you have to remember to wash your hands, otherwise it won't be unhygienic."

Sun Guoan blushed, he really hadn't washed his hands yet, but he still replied stubbornly, "Uncle Tian, I, I love clean." "

Aunt Wu, I'll pick up Wuya and go home for dinner..."

When Wuya heard Chu Tian's voice, she jumped off the chair and ran to Chu Tian, who had just walked into the hall, hugged his legs, raised her head and shouted "Daddy" to Chu Tian sweetly.

Aunt Wu turned her head and saw Chu Tian and her grandson Sun Guoan who pushed the door in, and hurriedly stood up and waved with a smile, "Chu Tian is here, have you eaten? If not, go back after eating at your aunt's house?

Chu Tian casually handed the two bowls he was holding to Sun Guoan, then touched Wuya's head and replied, "Auntie, Xiujuan has already cooked a meal, I will take Wuya back and eat it."

"By the way, this old noodle you lent Xiujuan at noon, and now you will return a new one, and this steamed radish oil residue stuffed with Xiujuan in the afternoon, I specially took two for you and Guoan to eat..."

Sun Guoan looked at his grandmother when he heard this, and when he saw that his grandmother nodded at him, he turned around and walked to the kitchen with two bowls.

Aunt Wu didn't keep it, "Since Xiujuan has cooked well, then the aunt won't keep you, but next time your family of three will have a meal at your aunt's house, and I and Guoan will be bored at home."

As he spoke, he saw Sun Guoan coming back with a bowl of pickled radish pickles, and continued with a smile, "Chutian, my aunt has nothing to do in the autumn to dry some pickled radish strips, you usually eat them with a taste when you drink porridge."

Chutian didn't refuse, and took it with a grateful face, "This really solves my urgent need, thank you so much, auntie, you know, Xiujuan and I have just been separated, except for some food at home, there is no food, and there is a shortage of dishes with porridge..."

Aunt Wu hurriedly said, "Auntie's family only has Auntie and Guoan, and there are many vegetables stored in the cellar in autumn, as well as all kinds of pickles I pickle, if you are short of vegetables to eat, come to Auntie's house to get them, but don't be polite."

Chu Tian smiled and nodded, "Hey, Xiujuan and I will often come to disturb you in the future." Saying

that, Chu Tian took Wu Ya and walked back, walking on the road Chu Tian asked

Wu Ya, "Wu Ya, are you having fun at Grandma Wu's house?" Wu Ya nodded, "Happy, Brother Guoan and Grandma Wu are good to Wu Ya..."

Chu Tianle was happy, "Does that Wuya like Grandma Wu or grandma?"

Wuya replied without thinking, "Grandma Wu, Grandma Wu gave Brother Guoan biscuits, and also gave Wuya food..."

Chu Tian, "Those five girls will be good to Grandma Wu in the future."

Wuya thought for a moment and asked, "Is it as good as it is for Daddy?"

Chu Tian thought for a while and replied, "How good this is, it depends on Wuya herself."

Wuya raised her head and looked at Chu Tian suspiciously, she didn't understand what Chu Tian meant, and Chu Tian didn't explain.

Sun Guoan took a bite of the buns brought by Chu Tian, his eyes widened, and he looked at Aunt Wu excitedly, "Grandma, the buns brought by Uncle Tian are delicious."

Aunt Wu smiled, "Can white bread be delicious?"

Sun Guoan took one and handed it to Aunt Wu's mouth and said, "Grandma, you will know if you taste it, the buns made by Aunt Xiujuan are really delicious, what I said is delicious is not because it is made of white flour, but because the filling is delicious, I have never eaten such a delicious bun filling."

Aunt Wu just glanced at the steamed bun that Sun Guoan had bitten, then shook her head and said, "Put the oil residue, it must be delicious, okay, if you like to eat, you can keep it for you to eat tomorrow, grandma won't eat it."

Sun Guoan pursed his lips and handed the bun forward, "Uncle Tian brought four, indicating that it was for me and my grandmother, if grandma doesn't eat it, then I won't eat it either..."

The grandparents and grandchildren were at a stalemate for a moment, and in the end, Aunt Wu was defeated, and helplessly reached out to take the buns, "Okay, okay, grandma can't eat it?"

Sun Guoan smiled when he saw this, and happily continued to eat the buns in his hand.

Aunt Wu looked at the smile on Sun Guoan's face, and she couldn't help but laugh lovingly.

Just finished eating, and because he slept in the afternoon, Chu Tian really couldn't sleep, he looked at Yao Xiujuan on the other side of the table who was sitting under the candle at this time sewing the cloth bag he often used, thinking that he was idle and chatting.

"Do you still have any cloth at home? if not, I'll buy some next time I go to the group..."

Yao Xiujuan raised her eyes and glanced at him, "Also, but what do you want so many cloth bags for?"

Chu Tian picked up a cloth bag that she had sewn and replied casually, "Aren't I selling white noodles sometimes?

Yao Xiujuan frowned, put down the half-sewn cloth bag in her hand, "Then you can use linen cloth without cloth tickets to make bags, why use muslin to make bags? What a waste of this?"

Chu Tian sighed, looking at Yao Xiujuan with a confused expression.

He actually didn't need to buy muslin, he bought so much in the space, why did he have to spend money to buy it? It's just that he can't say that he doesn't need to spend money on Yao Xiujuan.

Yao Xiujuan helplessly Buddha's forehead, she stood up and walked to the place where her house was loaded with food, took out an empty bag from it, and put it in front of Chu Tian.

"This is the old house's annual flour bag, which is made of linen..."

Chu Tian hesitantly opened the sack in front of him and looked at it, and found that there was indeed white flour left in the bag, so he paused for a while before speaking, "Then, then I'll ask Wei Guo to help me buy some sackcloth tomorrow..."

Yao Xiujuan nodded "um", put the burlap bag back in its place, and continued to sit down and sew the cloth bag.

Chu Tian touched his nose and approached Yao Xiujuan, "In the future, I will use linen to make bags, why do you continue to sew?"

Yao Xiujuan said without raising her head, "You can use linen bags to sell grain, I think it's better to use muslin bags for our own grain..."

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