Siheyuan: When I became the control group of Qin Huairu

With Xiao Qian's help, Yang Hehua quickly arranged the cabbages, covered them with plastic sheeting, and pressed them down with a few broken bricks.

Xiao Qian exhaled white air, her eyes full of surprise: "Sister-in-law, can we just store these cabbages here? Don't we need to do anything else?"

In their village, winter vegetables are stored in cellars every year.

This was the first time she had seen something like the one in Sijiu City.

"How is that possible?" Yang Hehua laughed twice, and pushed the cart loaded with radishes to the steps of her home and stopped: "We stock up on winter vegetables every winter, and it's not enough to just buy them. If we don't take care of the cabbages, they will eventually rot and become inedible.

So, every now and then throughout the winter, you can see people in the yard taking advantage of sunny days to do a set of tricks to prevent the cabbage from rotting: laying it out, drying it, and drying it until the sun goes down, and then putting the cabbage back in neat rows. It's really troublesome, but the cabbage will naturally not rot. "

As she spoke, Yang Hehua walked into the house.

After working for several hours, I am really hungry.

However, Xiao Qian had already prepared breakfast at home, so Yang Hehua didn't greet those who had already eaten. She just sat down on a stool and started eating!

During this period, whenever she had free time, Yang Hehua would teach Xiao Qian how to cook. Xiao Qian also learned a little under Yang Hehua's careful guidance, and the meals she made were much more delicious than before.

While taking care of her three children, Xiao Qian was inspired by Yang Hehua's recommendations and some thoughts that came to her mind. She also started writing essays and novels and submitted them to newspapers.

At the beginning, most of them fell on deaf ears.

However, as she wrote more and more, her writing style also changed. Just 10 days ago, Xiao Qian received a royalties of 1.5 yuan.

It may not seem like much.

But for Xiao Qian, this was a very good start and it gave her greater encouragement and confidence to continue writing.

Yesterday, I received the second payment of 6 yuan.

Xiao Qian also planned to take advantage of the fact that today is Sunday and her sister-in-law Yang Hehua is on vacation, and she would invite her sister-in-law and three children out for a good meal.

Of course, she will pay the money, but I can only wait for my sister-in-law Yang Hehua to give me the ticket.

It's cold now, so the three children don't go out to play. They stay by the stove, eating melon seeds, reading picture books and warming themselves by the fire. There are also a few small sweet potatoes being slowly roasted by the stove basin.

Xiao Qian, who had already had breakfast, was washing radishes with lukewarm water.

Yang Hehua told Xiao Qian last night that she would buy 100 kilograms of radishes to make pickles today.

Several jars of pickled radishes had already been washed and dried.

Washing 100 kilograms of radishes is a big job.

Yang Hehua quickly shoveled the porridge and picked up a few chopsticks of pickles into her mouth, then came to wash the radishes with Xiao Qian.

The Yan family next door.

The cabbages of their Yan family had long been put into the cellar. Second Aunt Yang Ruihua was now washing 300 kilograms of radishes from her own family by the sink. She inadvertently looked up at the Xiao family with eyes full of envy.

Today, the Yan family went to line up very early, and even left before the people in the courtyard had bought the winter vegetables.

Because the hospital expenses were a bit high some time ago, in order to earn some extra money for the family, Yan Bugui and his eldest son Yan Jiechengdu were hired by Yi Zhonghai to work as laborers.

In previous years, Yang Ruihua and Yan Jiecheng should have washed the radishes together, but this time it fell to Yang Ruihua alone.

As for the three children at home, Yang Ruihua didn't expect them to help with anything. After all, it was so cold, and it would not be worth it if they came to wash radishes for him and got sick.

After all the radishes were washed and placed on a dustpan to dry, Yang Hehua asked Xiao Qian, whose hands were red from the cold, to go into the house and warm themselves by the fire.

There are warm and waterproof gloves in the farm mall, but after all, they are not from this era, and she can't take them out and use them.

Yang Hehua dare not underestimate the people of this era.

Although there is no Internet, everyone is a surveillance camera.

If something that is not in line with this era appears here and is discovered by others, it will be a disaster that can destroy their family.

Feeling the coolness on her hands, Yang Hehua was about to go into the house, but she glanced into the yard out of habit and saw the father and son of the Yan family coming back, one after the other, pulling a cart. Behind the carts they were pulling were Qin Huairu and behind them was Liu Cuihua, who was pushing them.

Among them, the winter vegetables on the cart pushed by Liu Cuihua were taller and more numerous than those pushed by Qin Huairu.

It seems that the deaf old lady’s winter vegetables are also among them.

It was just a quick glance, and Yang Hehua went into the room to warm herself by the fire without closing the door.

After grilling for a while, Yang Hehua started preparing today's lunch.

It is not known whether the street office’s notice to stock up on winter vegetables was deliberate or intentional, as it happened to be on the day when their Red Star Steel Rolling Mill was closed on Sunday.

But it is easy to understand, as most of the residents of this courtyard area work in the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

Thinking that the men were taking a rest, I could take the food home.

It also saves the weak women from having to go through the trouble of pushing a cart full of winter vegetables home.

Qin Huairu was very sharp and noticed Yang Hehua's disappearing figure. She was very indignant. She and the widow Hehua were obviously in almost the same queue position, but because her family didn't have a cart to load the winter vegetables, she and Liu Cuihua had to stand in the cold wind after buying the winter vegetables and wait for the Yan family father and son to come back pushing the borrowed cart. They waited for more than two hours.

Although it was a borrowed cart, the wear and tear fee was paid by the courtyard house next door.

The wear and tear of Yang Hehua's cart is very high, and the residents of this courtyard are reluctant to spend the money.

Those who were reluctant to spend a few cents on wear and tear would mobilize the whole family to carry the winter vegetables back in baskets or on shoulders, one trip after another.

Saving money does save money, but it is also tiring.

But at least it saves money.

Qin Huairu pushed the cart back to the central courtyard with a heart full of negative emotions.

After the cart stopped, Yan Bugui said to Liu Cuihua, "Sister Yi, you and Qin Huairu, remember to return this cart to the old man in the courtyard of No. 94. I will go back now that we have reached an agreement."

Yan Bugui is very smart. He and his eldest son Yan Jiecheng each earn one dollar for this trip. They are only responsible for pulling the cart back and are not responsible for loading and unloading the goods.

If Liu Cuihua and Qin Huairu have this request, they will have to increase the price.

Liu Cuihua nodded: "Hey! Second Uncle, thank you for your hard work today!" As she said that, Liu Cuihua gave Yan Bugui two yuan as a reward.

This money was already agreed upon by Yi Zhonghai. Even if Liu Cuihua was very dissatisfied with Qin Huairu in her heart, at least she would not show it in front of outsiders.

Qin Huairu smiled and thanked the Yan father and son.