Chapter 160 Monthly Letter

At the twenty-fifth, the Mo family took out the sheets and sheets on the kang and washed them. After washing the sheets, they washed the clothes. They were clean during the Spring Festival and could not be buried in the Spring Festival. Otherwise, if someone in the family watches the family bury them, they will have to laugh at all the women in this family. In the future, it will be difficult for the daughters of this family to find their mother-in-law.

After washing the clothes, I began to remove the dust again, and cleaned the inside and outside of the house. The window paper has also been replaced with a new one, and it has been pasted again.

"Brother, brother, I've cut all the paper. Come and write a pair." Molan shouted Erlang happily. It's time to paste the right one at home. You have to write it out quickly.

Erlang was discussing poetry books with Mo Changhai. Hearing Mo Lan shouting, the two of them came over with a smile.

"Sister, I also want to write it." Kosanlang pulled the corner of La Molan's clothes and said with a blush. He can also write a lot of words. It's going to be the Spring Festival, and he also wants to write the right one.

"Good, good, San'er also writes, your brother writes the right one, and San'er also writes one." Molan touched Xiao Saner's face, looked at his embarrassed look, and smiled happily. My own brother is really simple.

"Uncle, you can also write it. Your handwriting is good, and it looks good." Erlang gave way to Mo Changhai. In fact, the men of the Mo family are all literate. You can also write. However, the best word is Mo Changhai.

"Write it all, write one for each person, and the father will also come. No matter whether the words are good or bad, let's make it lively and festive. Molan shouted for everyone to get started together.

In this way, everyone began to write, and the pair was all auspicious words. What happened in the spring of the year, and every family was blessed. There are many good things in the year, thousands of families enjoy happiness, and so on. The horizontal criticism is: the title of the gold list, congratulations on making a fortune, and the blessing of the Spring Festival.

In addition, it is also written that the body is healthy. This should be pasted on the wall next to the kang, and each wall of the kang should be pasted on the wall.

The grain is posted in the granary. Six animals are thriving in the pigsty. I posted it at the door to see you when you go out. I looked up and saw the joy in the courtyard. In addition, there are many big Fu characters.

Molan and others are brushing paste everywhere. The paste is actually thick porridge boiled with noodles. When it is cold, it can be used as pulp. If you wipe it on the wall a little, you can stick things on it. This is also used for the sole of the paste soles.

Everyone put their hands together, laughing, making noise, full of joy. The last word blessing was pasted upside down by Molan.

Molan looked at the puzzled people and said with a smile, "It's so lucky!"

Only then did everyone suddenly realize it and laughed, even saying that Molan was a ghost.

It's another year. After this year, I will be thirteen. Here, thirteen is a big girl, and even married. It's really different eras and different life treatment.

Mo Lan sighed and went back to the room. She was going to find Mo Mei. Her sister is more and more beautiful now. She embroidered her dowry all day long, and she didn't feel tired.

It's New Year's Eve, and I'm busy with food. I can't let her embroider again. I have to rest for two days.

Mo Lan entered the room. Mo saw Mei sitting on the kang with the sewing basket on one side. She was covering her stomach with a pale face.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Do you have a stomachache? But did you eat bad food?" Molan hurried forward to hold Mo Mei and asked with concern.

Momei shook her head and didn't say anything.

"What's the matter? Come on, why don't I hire a doctor for you?" Molan was anxious and wanted to get up after saying that.

"No." Mo Mei hurriedly reached out and grabbed her sister and didn't let her go.

"Then tell me quickly." Molan urged repeatedly. It's going to be the Spring Festival. If I'm sick, how can I celebrate this year?

"I, I, I." Mo Mei didn't even say why to me three times, but her face turned red.

"What are you talking about? You have it. No, that's right. What's wrong with you?" Molan suddenly reacted. I'm afraid my sister is coming from a relative. Speaking of which, I haven't been here yet. How many times has my sister been here?

"I, I don't understand. I found blood when I went to the toilet. Lan'er, I'm a little afraid. I, I dare not say it. I've seen my mother and uncle bleed, but I dare not ask. Mo Mei's voice was very low and a little flustered. This was her first time here, and she didn't know what to do.

"Are you just here? Then you can use something to cushion it?" Molan asked her sister quietly.

Momei shook her head with a blush.

"Come on, sister, sew a bag quickly. It's so big that you can sew it on three sides and keep a gap. I'll pack something for you." Molan and her sister were drawing a comparison and asked her to sew a cloth bag pad.

She said that she had also done it and prepared one more to replace it. Momei also endured the uncomfortable seam.

"Lan'er, can't I use my mother?" Mo Mei asked, she saw that her mother also had this cloth bag, and her aunt also had it. Can't she use it first and then return it back?

"No, sister, this thing must only be used by yourself. Otherwise, you will get sick." Molan can't talk to her sister about physiology, infection and so on.

In this era, women don't understand this. She remembers that when she first came, the aunt and mother had two cloth bags, which were filled with rags of rags. When they had time to wash and change them, they used cloth heads. When they had time, they were reluctant to use the cloth head, so they directly put them in with It's stabbing. In this way, it is easy to get sick. I heard that there are still a lot of rice leaves. She has a cold war when she thinks about it.

Later, after the conditions at home were good, Liu and Qiu had more cloth bags. In addition to cloth heads, they were also filled with grass and wood ash. Grass and wood ash was anti-inflammatory, which was not unreasonable. Molan asked them to put cotton huā, but they refused. The cotton huā is dirty and there is no way to wash it. It's too wasteful, unlike cloth that can be washed. Clean the grass and ash inside, and the cloth can still be used.

After thinking about this, Molan thought of herself again. She didn't dare to think about what to say before she came. Let's talk about it.

Momei's hands and feet were fast. She sewed it first. Molan found the cotton huā and stuffed it in, and then asked her to sew two stitches.

"Lanlan, my mother said I don't need cotton huā, it's too wasteful. Use ashes." Momei is also a little reluctant. If it gets dirty, how can she be embarrassed?

"It's okay, sister. Use cotton first. You can sew a few, put cotton, put in dust and so on. Sister, don't think it's troublesome. You should change it often. In the evening, find a room with no one, you need to wash it with warm water. Don't be embarrassed, don't get cold, don't eat cold food, I'll ask my mother to cook brown sugar water for you later. Molan gently taught her sister.

"Don't say, I'm so sorry, how do you understand everything?" Mo Mei's face was very red. This girl said everything, and she was almost ashamed to death.

"What are you afraid of? I'm your own sister. Come on, change it quickly and don't bury it on the kang later. Mo Lanxin said that I have experienced it for many years, and of course I understand.

"You go out, I, I want to change it." Momei's face is like a piece of red cloth. How can she change it when the girl is here?

Molan couldn't help laughing. This sister is shy and she is here. She is embarrassed. Come on, you'd better go out by yourself.

Molan got up and came out and closed the door. She did not leave, but stood outside and waited.

After a while, the door opened, and Mo Mei walked out with a pile of clothes and trousers in her arms. It seemed that she was going to wash.

"Give it to me, and I'll wash it for you. You can't get cold water." Molan hurried forward to pick up her clothes and trousers.

"Don't, it's too much. I'll wash it myself." Mo Mei looked embarrassed.

"What are you talking about with me? When I come in the future, you can just wash it for me." Molan grabbed her clothes and trousers and said to her sister.

"Thank you, Lan. Don't worry, I will definitely wash it for you in the future." Mo Mei's eyes turned red, and the girl didn't dislike the buried thing at all. She was willing to wash her. She was really moved.

"Go back to the house and lie down. Don't do anything these days. Have a good rest. If you have anything to do, just come to me. Molan pushed her sister back to the house for fear that she would freeze.

"Lan, it's so cold, why are you still washing your coats? Didn't you just wash it in the first two days?" When Qiu poured water out, he found his daughter squatting at the edge of the tank to do the laundry.

It was so cold outside, and her hands and face turned red with cold. She looked worried. No wonder she just went into the stove room to get hot water, saying that she wanted to use some water. It turned out that she ran to the laundry here. Why didn't she go into the stove room? Besides, I can help her wash it.

"Mom, my sister's letter came to the moon. She just changed it. She was embarrassed to say that I was afraid that she would catch a cold, so I wanted to wash her. Everyone was in the stove. I was afraid to ask. I was shy. So come here to wash it. You can get a bowl of brown sugar water for my sister later. Molan explained softly to Qiu.

"Ah? Meier is here. I have to go and have a look. I have to get a cloth bag for her. I haven't told her anything. Don't wash your clothes. Wait for my mother to wash them. After saying that, Qiu was in a hurry to leave.

"Mom, don't go deliberately. I'm so sorry that you go like this. Her cloth bag is ready. You can ask my sister when it's time to bring me brown sugar water. Molan hurriedly grabbed Qiu and didn't let her go.

"Middle, this woman should pay a lot to pay attention to when she comes to the monthly letter. You are still young. You don't understand. When you grow up, I'll get brown sugar water first. Don't wash these clothes. Look at the frozen hands. Let it go. I'll wash it later." Qiu pulled Molan not to let her wash, pulled her into the stove to warm up, and she got busy again.

After cooking brown sugar and ginger water, Qiu brought it to Momei. Looking at her blushing girl sitting on the kang, Qiu's heart was both happy and a little sour.

A monthly letter came to her daughter, which shows that she has grown up and can get married and have children. She is happy for her daughter, but when the child grows up, she is old. It's time for my daughter to go out. She is from her mother-in-law. When the time comes, she will live her own life, and she will not be a little chick under her wings.

"Meier, do you have a stomachache? Come on, drink this brown sugar ginger water, and my mother told you..." Qiu gently taught her daughter some privacy.

Momei nodded gently while drinking brown sugar and ginger water. She has to keep everything her mother said in mind. To be continued.