After becoming a widow, I became the mother of seven children

Yan Qingqing took Li Xiangan into the Cao's Cloth Shop nearest to them.

The boss of the cloth shop is a woman, about the same age as Yan Qingqing. When she saw the two people coming in, she quickly put down the cloth in her hands and asked with a smile: "Sister, what kind of cloth do you want.

Whether you want to make a lining or an outer coat, I can recommend a few styles to you. "

Yan Qingqing's new clothes haven't been finished yet, and she is still wearing her old patched clothes. But this boss is extremely enthusiastic about Yan Qingqing, which shows that he is not a snobbery.

Yan Qingqing also smiled and replied: "I want to buy some fabric for lining, boss, can you see if there is anything suitable?"

There was no cotton in this era, and most people used linen to make clothes.

Lady Cao thought for a moment and took out a batch of fine linen cloth from the shelf and said, "This is the best linen for lining, but it's just a bit expensive. It costs fifteen cents per foot."

Yan Qingqing was a little stunned when he heard this. It takes about seven feet of cloth for an adult to make a suit of clothes. The clothes alone cost one hundred and five cents.

The whole family, including six or seven children, could only afford nearly seven or eight hundred yuan.

I can’t blame the vast majority of people for not buying new clothes for several years.

Fortunately, it is summer now, and Yan Qingqing only plans to use these to make some small clothes, so he can't use so much cloth.

Yan Qingqing thought for a while and said: "Then boss, please give me three feet."

When Lady Cao heard that three feet was too much, she quickly agreed to cut the cloth for Yan Qingqing.

Yan Qingqing looked at the other pieces of cloth. Most of them were solid-colored fabrics. There were few with patterns, and even those that were available were surprisingly expensive.

These are not suitable for children's hair. Just when Yan Qingqing was about to give up, she accidentally saw some rags in the corner. Yan Qingqing's eyes lit up and she looked at Mrs. Cao and asked: "Boss, can you sell these rags?" "

Mrs. Cao took a look at the rags. None of them were larger than a palm. They could be used for sewing clothes at most. Mrs. Cao will usually give some to guests when they need it.

Mrs. Cao replied cheerfully: "Sister, those are just scraps. If you need a few pieces, just take them."

Yan Qingqing shook her head and replied: "I want all of these. How much do you think it will cost?"

Seeing that she really wanted it, Lady Cao thought for a moment and said, "If you really want it, just give me five cents and take it all away."

After hearing this, Yan Qingqing paid quickly. Including the three feet of cloth he just bought, the total was fifty cash, which was not too much.

After leaving the cloth shop, Yan Qingqing bought some pastries for the children. Because Xiao Jinxiu especially liked sweets, Yan Qingqing chose a few more items and spent dozens of dollars.

After leaving the dim sum shop, Yan Qingqing entered another shop. Li Xiangan's eyelids jumped when he saw this, seeing that her mother was going to spend all the money she earned today.

However, he felt that it was appropriate even if Yan Qingqing spent all the money. After all, his mother earned all the money in the family.

In fact, the things Yan Qingqing bought were urgently needed at home, such as salt, sugar, and some aniseed ingredients for braised pork.

Anyway, the purchase cost seven to eight hundred cents. Excluding the two hundred cents given to Li Xiangjian, the money earned today was only two hundred cents.

Guessing that the time was almost up, Yan Qingqing thought that Li Xiangjian had also finished shopping and was about to meet him when he saw a chicken seller.

Yan Qingqing was suddenly moved. Their family was so poor that they didn't even have a mouse. If they could raise a few chickens, it would be convenient to eat eggs or chicken.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingqing walked towards the old man selling chickens.

Yan Qingqing squatted on the ground and looked at the fluffy chickens and asked: "How do you sell these chickens?"

The old man glanced at Yan Qingqing, and the three fingers he originally stretched out became two.

Eggs are a penny each, so selling this little chicken for two pence is a reasonable price.

Moreover, these chickens look quite energetic. Yan Qingqing has heard people say before that when buying chickens, you have to buy lively and active ones, which are easy to feed.

Yan Qingqing thought for a while and said: "Then let's get fifty!"

The old man selling chickens was overjoyed when he heard this and quickly took out a homemade basket for Yan Qingqing to pick up the chickens in.

Yan Qingqing added: "I wish I had forty females and ten males."

The old man listened for a moment, then nodded and continued to pick up the chickens.

Soon all fifty chicks were put into the basket. Yan Qingqing looked at the chicks happily, thinking that when they grow up, the family will have eggs to eat, and she also needs eggs during confinement.

Buying chickens took some time, and it was really getting late now. Yan Qingqing and the others hurried to the city gate to meet Li Xiangjian, who was probably waiting impatiently.

Sure enough, when they arrived at the city gate, Li Xiangjian was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. When he saw Yan Qingqing, he suddenly felt a little aggrieved.

Before Li Xiangjian could speak, Yan Qingqing explained: "Sanlang, we took some time shopping, which made you worried. I will definitely say hello to you in advance next time.

Mom also bought you the pastries you like. "

When Li Xiangjian saw that Yan Qingqing and the others had bought so many things at once, and that even though he was so old, his mother was still thinking about buying him food, he suddenly felt very happy, having the best mother in the world.

Yan Qingqing was relieved when she saw a smile on Li Xiangjian's face. She heard that children of this age are in a rebellious stage, and if not handled properly, it would be detrimental to the child's growth.

Li Xiangjian looked at the group of chickens bought by Yan Qingqing with curiosity and said: "There are so many chickens, I will make a chicken coop for them when I get home.

When these chickens lay eggs, we will have eggs to eat, and Xiaosi will not be thinking about digging out the bird's nest every day. "

The three of them, mother and son, chatted about home life while rushing back. Along with the breeze and the setting sun, there was a sense of peace and tranquility in the years.

Li Xiangjian, who was walking at the front, suddenly paused and said with a sigh: "Why do I feel that the person in front of me looks like a big brother?"

Yan Qingqing and Li Xiang'an both looked forward. They saw a man wearing a brown short coat. He looked a little older at first glance. Although his clothes are shabby, his back is tall and straight.

Yan Qingqing shouted: "Da Lang!"

Li Xiangping, who was rushing home, seemed to hear someone calling him, which seemed to be his mother's voice.

But when I think about it, I think it’s impossible. His mother has never been to the county seat a few times in her life, so how could it be his mother.

Then Li Xiangjian shouted again: "Brother"!

Li Xiangping quickly turned around and saw that it was really his mother and two younger brothers.

So he ran over quickly.

Yan Qingqing looked at Li Xiangping. He had darkened a lot in the past half month and was a little thinner than when he was at home.

No need to ask if life outside is not good.

Li Xiangping felt that Yan Qingqing and his two younger brothers were both rosy-cheeked and fatter than before.

Then Li Xiangping shook his head again, thinking that it must be his misunderstanding. He knew how his family lived, so how could they be fat?

Thinking of this, Li Xiangping quickly took out a money bag from his arms and stuffed it into Yan Qingqing's hand and said: "Mom, I have made money. Although it is not much, I can buy a lot of food."

Yan Qingqing weighed it in his hand and found that it was about two to three hundred cash. This was a lot of money for them in the past. Li Xiangping must have spent every penny to save so much money.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingqing took Li Xiangping's hand and said, "Son, let's go home!"