Chapter 192 Leaking Pot

"Mom, sister, my brother will definitely be admitted as a scholar, and I also want to get a reputation like my brother. We will all have a reputation in the future, so we are not afraid that someone will bully our family." After finishing his homework, Sanlang stood up and said to Qiu Shi and Mo Lan.

"My San'er is so ambitious that I'm waiting for the good news from San'er." Mo Quan touched his grandson's head. This little grandson is good, handsome, and serious about reading. Very well-behaved.

Sanlang smiled. Looking at the loving eyes of a room of people, he felt very happy and went to Wen Shu happily.

A few days later, Erlang came back, and the Mo family were very happy. Qiu hurriedly cooked his son's favorite dishes. When Erlang finished eating, he took out the new cotton-padded clothes and trousers for his son to try on.

Erlang has grown into a young man, standing there, straight and handsome. Although he looks a little bookish, his body is very strong, which is probably related to the fact that he has been working since he was a child.

He kept smiling. No matter who asked, he answered seriously, because this is his home, and the people sitting here are all his relatives, and he feels warm here.

Sanlang stood beside Erlang. He admired his brother very much. When his brother rested, he would have a good chat with his brother. If there are some questions that he doesn't understand, he also needs to ask his brother. He believes that his brother must understand.

In a blink of an eye, it has been a few days since Erlang went home. The excitement has passed, and the Mo family has regained their composure. What should be done? Peaceful days are no different.

Qiu Shi looked at the cross-stitch of Molan embroidery and was surprised. Her daughter's pair of embroidery was almost completed. At first, she didn't think so. Can this fine white linen be embroidered? Even if she can embroider, she will definitely not look good. Besides, her daughter's character will definitely not be able to sit still. Maybe she will throw it away after embroidering in two days.

But my daughter sat down and embroidered so beautifully. She has never seen such a mate of embroidery and such a color matching before. This huā embroidery is the same as the real thing. From a distance, it looks good and tight.

"Lan'er, my mother is convinced. This skill really has nothing to say. Your milk is really a master. Originally, I thought you had milk eyes and didn't love these embroidery work. Your aunt and I haven't asked you about milk. How can you know that your milk still has this stunt? Now it's cheaper for you, and it's all for you to learn. Qiu was very happy. Her mother-in-law was very kind to her daughter. With this ability, she would not worry about it in the future.

"This embroidery work is different from the general embroidery method. It is not suitable for everyone. It was taught by a master when I was young. It was a stunt. In the past, our family's life was not good. I just embroidered it and sold it at a good price. I was afraid that the second room would have more ideas for us, so I This skill can't be brought into the coffin. Just teach it to the girl Lan. If you don't think that the girl Lan can understand it at all, you really learn it. She embroiders better than me. Wang looked at Molan and smiled. This granddaughter put everything new on herself. But I am also willing to cooperate with her.

"Lan'er is smart. It's not difficult to say that this embroidery method is not difficult. After reading it for so many days, I can also embroider it, but I can't draw this pattern." Liu is also very impressed by Molan's cross-stitch. She can embroider, but she can't draw, which is not as good as Molan.

Mo Mei didn't say anything. The girl said that she embroidered this pair as a dowry for herself. She was happy and moved. The embroidery was so beautiful. If she hung it up, it would definitely add a lot of color to the room. It took a lot of effort for this embroidery. As long as she was not busy, she would sit here to She couldn't sit still before. She is really lucky. Not only good elders, but also her brothers and sisters are very good.

I also want to help Lanlanduo embroider some dowry. She doesn't like other needlework, so she embroiders her usual ones for her.

Mo Lan smiled at several people and said to himself: I finally know that I'm awesome. It's not that I can't embroider, but I just don't want to think about it.

"Lan'er, this is good-looking, but how can I hang up? Can you touch the wall? Qiu asked inexplicable. Her daughter said that it was for hanging on the wall, but how to hang it?

It doesn't work. There is no hanging box here. Molan smiled at her mother and said, "When I embroider it, let my father go into the town to inlay it for my sister, make a screen, put it in the house, and take care of it on weekdays."

"In the middle, it's good to make a screen. It must look good. This screen will be carried out in time. I guess I have to envy my Meier in this village." Qiu nodded happily. "Shuh" repeatedly.

Momei blushed and whispered, "Lan'er, I won't be polite to you. My sister's embroidery work is not good. I have wrapped up all the items you usually use, and I will embroider them for you. Don't dislike it."

"How can I dislike it? It's too late to be happy. Thank you, sister. This saves me a lot of trouble. Molan put down the needle and thread in her hand and hugged Momei.

"These two maids." Qiu said with a smile that the two daughters have a good relationship, and she is also gratified that they can help each other in the future.

"Lan'er, you can embroider it for yourself. You can draw a good look at home and make it clear to your aunt. Auntie will embroider, or I'm afraid that Lan'er will really be bored. Besides, you are still young, and it's not good for your eyes all day long." Liu thought for a moment and opened up to Molan...

"Good, auntie, it's very kind of you. I know I can't sit still. What's the picture at home? Is it landscape or huā birds, fish and insects? Let's talk about what I want, I have the bottom of my heart, and then think about the painting. Molan is very happy. With her aunt to help her embroider, she can save a lot of money. She just needs to draw a picture and make a good proportion.

After a long time of discussion, everyone decided to embroider the landscape into a screen and put it in the shop. In addition, Molan will draw two more paintings, one is home and prosperity, and the other is Fushou Ankang, and these two paintings are placed in the inner courtyard.

As for Molan herself, she is going to embroider herself a landscape in the living room of her future residence, a promise to love you for a lifetime and put it in her future bedroom. This promise to love you for the rest of your life. There are two festive villains, and there are simplified characters that love you for a lifetime. I believe it will be Simplified Chinese, Xue Lingfeng definitely doesn't know what it means. Molan thought about it and blushed.

Although it has been discussed what to embroider, it is necessary to buy cloth, make needles and threads, and draw a base map. These will not be ready in a while. If you want to embroider it again, it will take more time.

In a blink of an eye, on the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month, the Mo family put down the needle and thread and began to steam the dry food. This is going to steam the New Year's dry food, one pot on the left and one pot on the right, and it is busy.

Molan is burning the fire, thinking about something while burning the fire.

She picked up the firewood and filled it in the furnace, huh? What is that? She saw something dripping into the fire at the bottom of the pot.

She tilted her head and looked at it carefully. Is that drop by drop? Is it that the pot is leaking and dripping water?

This pot of dry food has only been steamed for a few minutes. If the pot leaks, not only will the dry food not be steamed, but also something will happen.

"Mother. Come and see if the pot is leaking? Molan shouted in a hurry.

"How can it be? Don't talk nonsense during the Spring Festival. How can the iron pot leak? Hurry up and say it twice." Qiu replied to her daughter, and she didn't take it seriously at all.

"Really! There is always water dripping from the bottom of the pot. Come and have a look. Molan is in a hurry, and the iron pot can also leak. Nothing is impossible.

"Coming." Seeing that his daughter didn't seem to be joking, Qiu hurriedly wiped the flour on his hand and ran over, and Wang and others also put down the work in his hand.

Qiu Shi lay down and look into the stove. It's broken! What my daughter said is true. This pot may be missing.

She got up in a hurry and began to lift the steamer.

The dry food in it hasn't been steamed yet, and I can't care about it at this moment. I took down the cage and looked at the pot. There was only a little water left in the pot. It really leaked. If my daughter hadn't found it earlier, I was afraid that the pot would have to dry in a while, and

Put the dry food on another pot and pull out the fire in the furnace. Mo Changhe and Qiu Xiaojun carried the pot down.

There is really a small hole in the bottom of the pot, but it's not big, and it can still be used to replenish it.

Although it's not a big deal, it's very unlucky to encounter such a thing during the Spring Festival and miss the pot.

"Sanro, are you at home? Let's go and skate with us."

Just as the Mo family stared, several of Sanlang's companions came home to ask Sanlang to go out to play.

Sanlang took a look at Qiu's family. The family is in a bad mood at this moment. It's better for him not to go out at this time.

"What are you going to do? I'm still in the mood to play. I missed the pot during the Spring Festival. Why is it so unlucky? We are not allowed to have a good time this year. What is God trying to do? Qiu felt so bad that he couldn't help crying after saying that.

"Go ahead, I won't go. Help at home." Sanlang can understand his mother's mood. He refused his partner and stayed at home.

Mo Quan smoked a cigarette bag and sighed. There are a lot of things this year. Now it's going to be the Spring Festival and I'm leaking the pot. What on earth does God want me to do?

Looking at everyone's calm face, isn't the pot broken? Is it possible to use this? However, it's true. Nowadays, people are superstitious. They pay attention to being obedient during the Spring Festival. If there is anything wrong, they will feel that there must be something unlucky at home. What's more, there are indeed more things in their own family this year. It's no wonder they think too much.

"Mom, is the pot broken? Will our family be uncomfortable next year?" Molan pretended to be puzzled and asked Qiu.

"It goes without saying that God won't let us live a good life." Qiu wiped his tears and was not sure. He didn't know what disaster his family would cause next year.

"When we didn't separate from the second master's family, did we burn the leaking pot every year?" Molan asked again.

"How can it be? I haven't missed the pot for so many years." Qiu couldn't understand why his daughter asked what to do.

"Does the mother feel comfortable in those years?" Molan continued to ask.

"What's comforting? When you live with your mistress, that life can make people suffolic to death. What do you mean, Lan'er?" Qiu suddenly seemed to understand. He opened his eyes wide and looked at his daughter. To be continued