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Chapter 24 The Baby Kiss

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    This serious illness made me exhausted, and I lay in bed for two days.

    On the third day, I could finally get out of bed and sit by the fire.

    My mother helped me put on a padded jacket, newly made this year.

    The mother was twisting the twine, pulling up the twine as thick as a sea needle, a few strands.  Roll up the trousers, put the numbness on the leg, press it with the palm of your hand, rub it down all at once, the numbness will be stirred up and entangled together.  Once again, the end of the thread exposed outside the hand spun, like a pinwheel spinning in the wind.  Once again, the hemp is hugged into a very strong thick thread.  The laminated bottom made of this kind of thread is the hardest and strongest.

    Every summer and autumn, women in rural areas would tear up the clothes that were worn out and could no longer be worn in previous years. They would clean the kitchen table, brush it with a layer of cooked batter, and spread a layer of cloth evenly.  Son.

    Brush it again, and spread another layer of cloth.  If you have enough cloth, you can lay five or six layers.

    After brushing, put it in the sun to dry.  When it is dry, take off this big cloth board, which is called ñËñØ by rural people.  After the ñËñØ is finished, the shape of the shoe is usually cut out of paper according to the size of the shoe.

    ? Put the shoe shape on the shoe, follow the edge of the shoe shape, and use a sharp knife to cut out an identical sole.  Such three or five layers are superimposed, simply thread a few stitches, and sew them together.  Along this thick edge, wrap it with a white cloth strip, add some glue inside, and sew it firmly with thread on the outside.

    Then spread a larger white cloth on both sides of the rug.  At this time, twist the twisted twine into a ball.

    When enjoying the shade in summer, or during the busy farming season, rural women will hold a shoe sole like this in their hands.

    There is a needle pinned to the sole of the shoe, a thimble is worn in one hand, and the needle awl is held in one hand, the awl is squeezed hard, a needle is threaded, and the sole of the shoe is picked up.  Standing or sitting, the work in hand is still non-stop.

    Mother tidied up the twisted twine, took the small dustpan, squinted her eyes, straightened her arms and tried the thread several times against the eye of the needle before finally passing through.

    Mother frowned, "My eyes are dazzled so quickly, hey, I'm really old."

    Mother picked up the sole, used a needle awl to drill a hole, passed the needle through, fastened the buckle on the other side, and took up the sole.

    "It's getting colder, and you still wear your brother's sweater trousers. In summer, they say they will buy you wool and weave a new one. If you refuse, I will go to the market later in the day, and I will go buy some wool."

    I looked down at the woolen trousers, there was a hole in the trouser leg, and the messy thread ends stood up with teeth and claws.

    Seeing that I was silent all the time, my mother sighed and said: "When she is gone, she will be gone. No matter how hard you look for her, she will be in the grave. You can study with peace of mind. In the future  Ah, I don't know when I will meet a big girl who is even better than her, and at that time, when I see our Xiaojun, I will cry and insist on marrying you."

    My heart was sour, and the tears couldn't stop soaking my eyes.  The twine, woolen trousers, shoe soles, and the bumpy loess ground were all blurred and distorted.  As soon as he lowered his head, tears rolled down his face.

    For a long time, my mother was silent.

    Wait for me to calm down a little bit.

    The mother said: "Yueyue is good, but she is from our side after all, and she is the granddaughter of the big boss."

    The mother sighed, "Later she married the son of another rich man. Before she grew up, she made this marriage. I don't know what her grandfather thinks. I heard that the two have been fighting all these years, as if  It hasn't stopped. The last time she came back, it was her master who died and sent her grandpa's ashes back." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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