Chapter 111
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Auntie Liu had always been so polite, which made Zhao Yun 'er a little embarrassed.
She had finally gotten something good and sent it over, but Auntie Liu wanted to return it.
Zhao Yun 'er knew Auntie Liu's character. Even if she said she didn't want it, Auntie Liu would definitely give it to her.
Fortunately, these cloth shoes were not worth much, or else she would be embarrassed to accept it.
"Thank you, Auntie."
Auntie Liu smiled and waved her hand. "You're welcome. I have a lot of free time at home anyway. Doudou is a child, and he grows up quickly. Soon, the shoes won't fit him."
"Auntie Liu, teach me later. I'll learn too," Zhao Yun 'er said.
Her needlework was still passable, and she could only mend clothes. She really didn't know how to make shoes.
"Okay, but Yun 'er, didn't your mother teach you this before?"
Zhao Yun 'er shook her head. "No, I forgot when I taught it when I was young."
"It's okay. Learn from Auntie in the future. Auntie will teach you."
"Okay."
Auntie Liu put down the needlework in her hand and put Zhao Yun 'er's fish into a wooden basin. She put some water in it and prepared to eat it at night.
The men in the family went out to work. Auntie Liu also had two sons, and they hadn't separated yet.
Now, one daughter-in-law went back to her mother's house, and the other went out to gather pigweed.
The people in the countryside would raise some livestock. Other than some chickens and ducks, they would also raise pigs.
A pig could be sold during the New Year. Not only could they get some money, but they could also leave some for their family. Then, they wouldn't have to sell meat anymore.
Zhao Yun 'er saw that Auntie Liu's pigsty was built outside.
In ancient times, pigs were not fed with pig feed, but with pigweed or bran.
This way of raising pigs could save a lot of food, and the pigs tasted better than the pork of the 21st century.
"Mother, I'm back!" Not far away, a woman in her early thirties walked in. It was Auntie Liu's eldest daughter-in-law, Zhou Shi.
Zhou Shi was wearing plain clothes, and her hair was combed neatly. It was probably because he had been working for a long time that his skin was a little dark. He was thirty years old and looked a little old, but one look and one could tell that he was a person who was doing his job.
Madam Zhou carried a basket on her back, which was filled with pigweed. She had gone to gather pigweed just now.
Seeing Zhao Yun'er coming, Mrs. Zhou also greeted Zhao Yun'er with a smile, "Yun'er, you're here!"
"Hello, sister-in-law."
Madam Zhou smiled and put down the basket in her hand, "Mother, I'm going to feed the pigs. It's spring, so there's a lot of pigweed. Our little pigs can grow fat."
"Haha, that's good. Go ahead."
"Yes."
There were three little pigs in the pigsty. The big pig had been killed and sold at the end of last year. These were all captured not long ago.
Mrs. Zhou skillfully put the pigweed into the pigsty and muttered a few words. A few piglets ran over and began to fight for the pigweed.
Zhao Yun'er looked at the piglets. They were pink and tender and looked quite cute.
Hearing Mrs. Zhou's words, Zhao Yun'er began to think about whether she should raise two little pigs. Not to mention exchanging them for money, after killing them, Doudou could eat a lot of pork.
Pigs ate pigweed and bran, so it didn't cost much to raise a pig.
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