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In the next few days, Chen Qiao took the children he had raised at home to work. There were seventeen children in total, including twelve girls and five boys, and they were all quite thin.
Chen Qiao sent the girl to a weaver's home in the city. This family was gentle and kind. Chen Qiao had bought a lot of cotton from their home before, so this time he brought the girls here without any consideration. coming.
The head of the household is a taciturn man, his wife and two daughters are also very quiet, and the youngest son is still young.
Leaving her daughter and children outside, Chen Qiao and the head of the household entered the house.
"This time, I have obtained the permission of the city lord to teach these children a craft."
The man looked at Chen Qiao with some doubts. For this matter, he still needed the permission of the city lord. If anyone in this city wanted to learn, it would not be a casual matter.
"Because we haven't been in this city for a long time, and we will be going back soon. We can't be considered long-term residents of this city, haha."
"Oh." Since the city lord has given permission, there is no problem.
"We don't have much time, only a month. In addition to asking you to teach these children, I also want to trouble you to make two looms."
"It's okay, haha."
"For more than a month, I'm afraid your family won't be able to do anything else. I don't have much food on hand. As you know, the waterlogging is so bad that in winter, even if you have money, you won't be able to buy it. If you already have food, I won¡¯t fool you with money.¡±
For these honest people, Chen Qiao is not willing to take advantage of them at all.
"Take these pearls. When I first came to this city, the quality of those pearls was not very good, so I exchanged them for two ounces of money. Now it's different from that time. It's not worth much to take them out, so just keep them first. , wait until the disaster is over, and then sell them."
"This is impossible." The man said he was unwilling to accept it.
"I know you like carpentry work, and this loom is also good. When we leave, I will ask Dilla to give you his piece of equipment."
This man is a carpentry fanatic. He almost went bankrupt to get a pair of brass tools. Ever since he saw Dilla's belongings on the riverside, he has been going there almost every day to enjoy it. As a result, Dila had to ask Chen Qiao to make a satchel, and those guys even carried it with them, almost never leaving it.
Now I heard that Chen Qiao was going to give him this set of tools. He really couldn't think of such a good thing, but Chen Qiao said that it wouldn't be too troublesome to make another set after they returned to the tribe.
In the end, he couldn't resist the temptation and agreed.
Before leaving, Chen Qiao asked him to pay attention to the grain harvesting. In fact, what he meant was that there was no grain trading in the city, and there was no other way except to tighten his belt and save grain rations.
During dinner, Chen Qiao asked these children if any of them had grown cotton at home before. The results were pretty good. Most of the children had grown cotton at home, because cotton was not a priority at home, and some even left it to their children to take care of. .
It is said that children from poor families take charge of their own business early. These children, who are about the same age as Mai Xi, learned to work for the adults early and carefully took care of the small cotton fields at home. In winter, they let their mothers spin yarn. Woven into cloth. The quality may not be good, and it may be very small, but the whole family wears it all year round.
Now that their family is separated, in fact, most of the children are ruthless, because they have not really experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships, so they have not yet learned to value affection and justice.
Facing the disaster of losing their family, they are confused and helpless and feel helpless. However, if they quickly find a new shelter, some people will soon forget their original home and even forget the suffering they have suffered. But some people will firmly remember everything they have experienced for a long time or even a lifetime. This is the difference between people.
It was getting dark every day and Baya hadn¡¯t come back yet. Chen Qiao was a little worried. When he asked his family, they all said they didn¡¯t know where he was.
Chen Qiao only thinks about herself these days. After finishing her work, she falls asleep at night. Sometimes the two of them don't even say a word for the whole day. Thinking about it now, Chen Qiao felt that he was too inappropriate. Baya was originally introverted and had some trouble adapting to this city, and he had not considered his feelings at all in the past few days.
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The rain outside is still falling non-stop. On such a day, where can Baya go? Let alone the riverside. Chen Qiao doesn¡¯t dare to go deep.??.
At first, he was just a little worried, and then he got angry, wondering why such an old man wouldn¡¯t say hello when he went out. Then, he waited and waited but still didn't see Baya come back. Finally, he felt a little scared. Is something really going to happen? What should he do
It was almost midnight when Chen Qiao, who was sitting at the door, saw a figure approaching from a distance, and ran out without caring about anything. Looking closer, it turned out to be him.
The two of them just stood in the rain, Chen Qiao didn't speak, and Baya was just silent.
They entered the house one after another, Chen Qiao went to the kitchen to boil water, and Baya also followed in. Both of them were soaked, and Baya's lips were already purple from the cold.
Chen Qiao was sitting behind the stove, lighting the fire, and her sleeve was gently pulled. Chen Qiao turned around to look at him somewhat numbly. On Baya's pale face, only his eyes were still bright, and his lips, which were darkened by the cold, formed a nice arc, and he took out a package of things from his arms like a treasure.
Lay by layer, open the outer oil paper. Inside are several small cloth bags. Open the cloth bags one by one
"Look." Baya's hoarse voice sounded softly in the dim room. Chen Qiao seemed to have guessed what these were. His heart was a little sour and swollen, but he still didn't speak.
"This is cotton, this is soybean, and this is your favorite food in summer, watermelon. Haha, this is tomato. I heard it was just introduced here two years ago"
When spring just arrived, Chen Qiao and Dilla went out once and collected some seeds, but the varieties were not all available. After coming back, he talked about it with Baya, but he didn't expect that he would take it seriously.
Chen Qiao watched quietly for a while, but still didn't speak. Baya was a little at a loss. He watched Chen Qiao carefully wrap up the seeds and gently put them aside.
He didn¡¯t know if Chen Qiao was angry again. Was he still useless?
Suddenly, he felt a piece of softness on his lips, and what caught his eyes were Chen Qiao's slightly trembling eyelashes. After being stunned for a second, he hugged tightly this body that was as wet as himself
¡°Don¡¯t come back so late next time.¡±
"good."
¡°Remember to tell your family next time you go out.¡±
"good."
"do not let me worry."
"good."
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"Let's take a shower first"
"don't want."
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