Chapter 273

After eating normally, Su Hongshan had to go to the kiln factory to check it out.

But when he went out today, Han Dazhuang stopped her:

"You stay at home, I'll go see the kiln factory."

As he said that, he put on his coat without saying anything and went out.

Once the kiln factory starts to burn, it will definitely not be able to stop work for more than ten days, so even if it snows now, what should be burned still has to be burned.

However, the bricks that were released from the kiln have been sorted out and sold out. Now there is no need to move bricks, just burning the fire. Not only is it not hard, but it is much warmer than other places.

With the arrival of the first snow, it became completely cold.

At noon, the village chief’s wife took the cloth to Su Hongshan’s house, baked her hands on the stove and said:

"I thought that the three little guys must have not been studying in such a cold day. Just so happen, Da Ya, please call them over and I will measure them. I will do it these two days of snow and make all the spring shirts for the next year for them."

Since she learned that Su Hongshan could not make clothes, the village chief’s wife took the initiative to take on the job of making clothes for Su Hongshan’s family.

Nowadays, the clothes worn by the family are basically made by her.

Su Hongshan was not polite to her and called the three little guys who were studying over.

The village chief’s wife measured the size and smiled and said, “The children’s clothes should be made slightly larger, and they will grow faster.”

"It can't be much bigger, a little bit bigger is enough."

The village chief’s wife recorded the size and started cutting it. Su Hongshan had nothing to do, so she helped hand over the things.

She wanted to learn it, but as soon as she moved the scissors, she was stopped.

The village chief’s wife said helplessly: “Look, look, it’s a good piece of cloth, and I’ll lose it.”

When the sewing was done, Su Hongshan wanted to help again, but as soon as she picked up the needle, she poked her hand.

The village chief’s wife looked at her side, looking helpless:

"Just just chat with me. Your mind is doing big things. Let your godmother do these tiny things."

Su Hongshan was completely afraid to reach out, so she heard the village chief’s wife sewing clothes while talking about the village affairs.

As he said this, he talked about the old Su family.

"The people of the Old Su family are lucky. Like you, they just moved into a new house yesterday and it snowed at night. However, I heard that the roof they built themselves was not built properly. The roof of the kitchen was crushed by snow last night, but the thatched hut was like this. If it was not delicate when it was swept, they had to worry about it all the time. But the people of the Old Su family were not worried about it."

"I heard that in order to save time and effort, the people of the Lao Su family, except for the newly cut wood on the roof of the living, the others are made of wood that was burned and rescued. Fortunately, they did not cut corners on the roof of the living. Otherwise, the snow last night would have collapsed the kitchen roof..."

The village chief’s wife said in a sigh, but she was not gloating.

Su Hongshan listened, but didn't take it to her heart, but was thinking about what to eat for lunch again.

The cabbage and radish at home were given by the villagers, but there were still a lot of them. I brought a lot of meat when I came back from the town the day before yesterday. Yesterday, the wild boars that Han Dazhuang beat were not sold. If the snow kept going, I could not go to the town and I could only kill them at home. The villagers could buy some.

Su Hongshan was thinking about how long it would take to celebrate the New Year and whether she had to buy New Year’s goods. Her eyes fell on the stove, but her mouth said:

"Let's have hot pot at noon."

"What is hot pot?"

Just when I was buying meat the day before yesterday, Aunt Zhu sold her some ribs, Su Hongshan fryed the bottom of the pot and stewed it, washed the carrots and cabbage, cut the pork belly, and said to the village chief’s wife:

"That would be great if there was tofu."

As he was talking, Han Dazhuang came back from outside, holding a big bowl in his hand. The one in the bowl was just a large piece of white tofu.
Chapter completed!