The whole village is fleeing famine, fortunately I have a concubine system

After two days of sedimentation, the water in the wooden basin filled with wood ash has become clear.

Xiaomi took an egg, put it into the wooden basin, and found that the egg did not sink.

He clapped his hands excitedly: "It's done."

Use a small stick to scoop out the eggs and put them back into the kitchen later.

Then carefully carry the wooden basin to the yard and pour the clear water in it into another basin prepared in advance.

Then you can start making soap because the weather is getting colder and the lard is solidifying.

You also need to heat the lard to melt it. This requires a fire, which Xiaomi doesn't know how to do.

"Master, come and help me." He quickly called Old Wang to come and help.

Because Old Lady Wang, Zhang Xing'er and Zhao Lishui are not free these days, they are rushing to make their winter clothes.

Xiaomi had no choice but to ask Lao Wang to come and help.

When Old Wang heard Xiaomi calling him, he put down the bamboo tube in his hand and walked over.

"What's wrong, sweetheart? Why are you calling grandpa?"

Xiaomi told Lao Wang what he was going to do.

Old Wang found a clay pot from the kitchen and built a small shelf in the yard.

Hang the clay pot on it and it fits perfectly.

"My dear, how much oil do you need?"

Xiaomi doesn’t know either, so he can only try it bit by bit.

So he put a bowl of lard in it, and after the lard melted, he put a bowl of wood ash water in it.

While pouring, he asked Old Wang to stir it with a stick.

Xiaomi stood aside and stretched his head to look inside. Sure enough, the two things slowly turned milky white as they were stirred.

"Grandpa, we've done it, just keep stirring it like this, don't stop yet."

When Old Wang saw Xiaomi's excitement, he wondered what he had accomplished.

But I kept stirring without stopping.

Stir for a while, then take a break. Then stir again.

Old Wang has done nothing for half a day but just been busy with this jar of lard.

When Xiaomi thinks it's almost ready, he pours the almost-ready soap liquid into the bamboo tube prepared in advance.

It was as much as two bamboo tubes.

Then take them to a cool place and wait for them to dry before demolding.

"Finish!"

After saying that, he went up to Old Lady Wang and watched them make clothes.

Zhao Lishui has already finished making Xiaomi's clothes, and all that's left is the final finishing touches.

Seeing Xiaomi coming in, he quickened his hands and locked the remaining edges in a few seconds.

He bit off the thread with his teeth. He said to Xiaomi, "My dear, come and try it on to see if the one made by my aunt fits you well."

Then he helped Xiaomi put on the clothes. The clothes were stuffed with a thick layer of cotton, so they were very warm.

It was a cross-collared jacket and skirt. The upper body was apricot-colored, and the collar was sewn with a thin circle of rabbit hair, which was just enough to protect the neck.

The sleeves are also embroidered with wavy water patterns using blue silk thread.

The skirt is red, and Zhang Xing'er has embroidered a few swimming koi fish on the hem.

Xiaomi loves it very much.

"Thank you, auntie. I love it so much. This dress is so beautiful."

When Zhao Lishui saw that Xiaomi liked it, she also became happy.

"As long as the baby likes it, that's good. Auntie is afraid that the baby doesn't like it."

"Why not? I like it so much."

Xiaomi turned around in her clothes, then walked around Lao Wang again.

"Grandpa, look at the clothes my aunt made for me. Are they pretty?"

"It looks good, it looks good. My dear boy looks like a fairy when he wears it. It looks so good."

After hearing Old Wang’s praise, Xiaomi ran into the house with a smile and took off her new clothes.

Old Wang also looked into the room a few times, and when he saw Old Lady Wang sewing a navy blue cotton-padded jacket, he pretended nothing had happened and continued working.

I thought, Zhuzi's mother still cares about me, it's no wonder I kept saying it was too cold last night. My clothes were not warm enough.

Lao Wang's clothes don't need embroidery, they just need to be cut into shape and then the cotton can be sewn into the lining.

It’s very simple, as Old Lady Wang is used to doing needlework.

The next morning, Old Wang's clothes were ready.

"Dad Zhuzi, come and take a look at your clothes."

Old Wang said slowly: "Why are you in such a hurry? I'm coming."

He immediately threw away what he was holding and strode into the house.

When he got into the house, he took off his old cotton-padded clothes and patted his body with his hands.

Only then did he put on the clothes made by Old Lady Wang.

"Just right, just right, just right.

Oops, I just remembered that Chief Qian is looking for me. I'll go see what's going on."

After that, he walked out.

Old Lady Wang watched from behind without saying anything. After Old Wang walked away, she said, "Virtue."

After saying this, I couldn't help but laugh.

Old Wang was walking around with his hands behind his back.

I met Qian Youfu on the road. Qian Youfu greeted Lao Wang warmly.

"Uncle Wang, where are you going?"

"How did you know that Guaibao made new clothes for me?"

Qian Youfu looked at Old Wang in confusion as he walked away. He muttered, "I didn't even ask!"

Old Wang came to the Qian clan leader's house again. When Qian Huahua saw Old Wang, she called out enthusiastically, "Grandpa, Grandpa Wang is here."

After saying that, he moved a stool for Old Wang and placed it next to Chief Qian. Then he ran away again.

Chief Qian glanced at Old Wang and said slowly, "Why are you here?"

"Hey, you also know that Guaibao made clothes for me?

I said no, no, but he insisted on doing it for me.

Look, I asked her to make it for me overnight."

After hearing what Old Wang said, Chief Qian closed his eyes.

He said to Lao Wang: "Can you do me a favor?"

"Okay, what's up? Let me tell you first, I'm wearing new clothes today. I don't do dirty work."

"You go out now and close the door for me. Then you can leave."

Old Wang laughed twice.

He ignored Chief Qian's intention to leave and just showed off his new clothes.

After showing off enough, he stood up, patted his butt and left.

The angry Chief Qian sat on the chair and panted heavily, saying with a sour look in his mouth: "Isn't it just a new piece of clothing? It's like no one has it."

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The days go by peacefully and happily.

Until the village welcomed the first big event in Fengcheng.

Every family put on their latest clothes, washed themselves, and then walked to a place.

Today is the important day for ancestor worship, and the ancestral hall has been built.

The house is made of blue bricks and gray tiles, and the ground is paved with thick bluestone slabs.

The ancestral hall is filled with tablets of ancestors and candles burning.

Patriarch Qian first lit a stick of incense, inserted it into the incense burner, and then knelt on the ground.

The others behind him also knelt down.

The surroundings were filled with solemnity. Even the children stopped making trouble and knelt on the ground obediently.