After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

This time there was no need for the old village chief to explain. The others immediately replied: "How can you and Jiajia be the same? She has been working from dawn to dusk these days to apply bandages and boil medicines to the injured. Can you do that?"

"She will do this in the future. Even if you want to, we don't dare to agree. Who dares to let you bandage her?"

"If you don't want to rush to the front, forget it, and don't drag others along. In our village, except those who are too old to walk and those who are too young, everyone has their own arrangements!"

This is indeed true. In the past, women would rush forward and take care of the unmarried girls. Now there is really no way. The wall is long, the place is large, there are many people out and injured, and there are simply not enough manpower.

To be honest, what Xu Ting and Zhang Xiaocao said made him feel relieved from the bottom of his heart. He felt that everyone was from the same village. If anyone dared to gossip about this matter in the future, they would be the first to be unable to bear it!

But Zhang Chunhua only thinks about how uncomfortable it sounds to her, and now she is dragging Ding Jiajia along with her.

Not to mention what happened next, in the past few days, Jiajia had been changing dressings for the injured people in the village day and night. Who could compare to this hard work? Besides Shui Qing, who is more important than her?

Zhang Chunhua didn't want to pull anyone, but he dared to pull her!

Zhang Chunhua didn't expect that she could drag Ding Jiajia, the one she disliked the most, in exchange for such a heated rebuttal, and her face turned red.

At this point, all I can do is hold my neck and complain: "Then there is nothing I can learn. If my parents know herbal medicine and medical skills, can I do it?"

Besides, if I had hemostatic powder, wouldn’t I know how to apply it? If I had parents who knew how to bandage to teach me, I would definitely do better than Ding Jiajia! "

It's not that her father is lazy and her mother is useless. If Ding Heli and Qin Yilin were her parents, she would definitely be as powerful as Ding Jiajia.

Ding Heli and Qin Yilin curled their lips in disapproval, but did not actively participate in the argument.

His Jiajia is very good at it. He is better than the others and his craftsmanship is better than theirs. I don’t know where Zhang Chunhua got the confidence to do better than Jiajia.

As Zhang Chunhua’s eldest uncle, Aunt Zhang would directly ask her if she was embarrassed by others: “You blame your parents for not knowing how I didn’t say anything, but now there is work for you that you can do, and you don’t mind this or that, they are all like you.” Pick, there are really evil villains coming, who will take the lead?"

Zhang Chunhua bit her lip and raised her chin, stubbornly remaining silent.

It was as if everyone was forcing her to do it.

Aunt Zhang's chest heaved violently with anger. This baby didn't want to pay at all, she just wanted to enjoy the results!

Aunt Li was angry at the sight and suggested to the old village chief: "Forget it, let's not count her! We can survive without her. "

Zhang Chunhua's face was filled with joy, and the corners of her mouth rose up despite holding back.

This is what she was waiting for!

Anyway, she will get married in the future. It doesn't matter if she offends her or the villagers don't like her, as long as her future mother-in-law and husband like her.

The old village chief, who was always easy to talk to, unexpectedly disagreed and said Shen Shen: "Chunhua doesn't want to go up to do dangerous work, and she doesn't know how to apply medicine and bandages, so she can do the work of chopping wood and fetching water."

When Shui Qing heard this, she lowered her head to hold back her laughter.

Ginger is still spicy, and the old village chief can arrange suitable jobs for everyone.

There are two temporary stoves and several fires set up in the open space in front of the study room, which are convenient for cooking porridge and boiling water for heating. It is a logistical work.

The task of cooking porridge and boiling water is for older women who still have some inconveniences in their legs and feet. All they have to do is sit there, stir it and pour it into a bowl when it is ready. They are not tired and can keep warm. They are very happy to be able to help everyone. .

Fetching firewood and water used to be done by the men in the village, but now that Zhang Chunhua is in charge, of course it falls to her.

Zhang Chunhua turned pale and wanted to refuse but found no reason.

There is nothing difficult about these two things, just put in the effort. Not only can she do it, but everyone in the village can do it too.

But who likes to do hard work? Especially since this was a trivial job that could not be seen on the surface, and no one else knew about it. She might as well be on the dam, at least everyone could see her contribution!

"me"

The old village chief waved his hand, indicating that he would say no more.

Then he looked at Xu Ting, Zhang Xiaocao and other girls from before, his eyebrows softened a lot, and he announced: "Your sister-in-law Shui Qing said that you can go to her to get a piece of fabric to make shorts, which will make it more neat to wear."

Zhang Xiaocao's mother had informed her that she had received it in the afternoon, so she didn't need to receive it again, but she still smiled and thanked Shang Shuiqing: "Thank you, sister-in-law Shuiqing!"

Xu Ting and the others who didn't know about this were surprised at first, then quickly looked at Shui Qing and asked timidly: "Sister-in-law Shui Qing, are there any more fabrics? Can we get them?"

Shui Qinglang took over the conversation: "There are plenty, enough for you to wear! Come with me later to get them, and hurry up and make them. You can almost wear them in the second grade of junior high school."

There are a lot of coarse cloths in the mall. You can buy them at any time. As long as you have money, you can get as much as you want, and she happens to be very rich~happy~

Bai Ling came here yesterday and brought a lot of good fabrics to Bai Ziqian. She only said that she had satin materials, so the coarse fabrics she had stored earlier were no longer needed, so she would give them to them first.

Although it was made of coarse cloth, Xu Ting, Zhang Xiaocao and other little girls were still very happy.

The girls who did not work in the medicine shop were very happy and excited when they heard that it was made of coarse cloth. This was the first time for them to wear coarse cloth.

Zhang Chunhua was completely dumbfounded.

Why are they still working and still have fabrics to make clothes? Still made of coarse cloth!

She only has two sets of linen clothes now. One set was worn out by her father and the other was patched by her mother. Both sets were made of patches upon patches. Some time ago, every household in the village made clothes, but her family didn't have any.

God knows how much she wants a new set of clothes! If she knew she could have new clothes, she would agree to it no matter what.

Zhang Chunhua watched helplessly as a girl who was about the same age as her followed Shui Qing happily towards her home, and was so angry that she almost cried.

The old village chief is bullying people!

It has a fabric collar, why didn’t you tell me earlier.

The tasks assigned to her were also strenuous work, even if she was asked to cook porridge and boil water, it would be enough to keep warm while also filling her stomach first.

Zhang Baldy curled his lips, feeling more and more that his daughter was useless and was doing hard work. If he was assigned a light job, he could switch jobs with her;

Mrs. Zhang's mother-in-law looked at the group of people who were following Shui Qing to collect the cloth with distress. Her hands had already reached Chunhua's waist and she twisted them tightly. She said bitterly: "I'm telling you to be lazy! I'm telling you to be greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Otherwise, wouldn’t you be the one to receive the fabric? What a picture of an unlucky girl! "

Thinking about it, it's not right. Those who go there are all girls. How can girls from other people's homes be lucky?

Immediately, the old man became angry, and the joyful mood of eating delicious food all day disappeared.

Unlike other families, the three of them shrugged their shoulders and returned to the cold thatched house.

Zhang Xiaowu followed, missing the quilt that Sister-in-law Shui Qing handed him. The fluffy, soft and thick quilt made him feel warm when wrapped around him...