The sky was already a bit dark by the ti Yan Qiushou arrived.
"Brother, why are you coming over at this hour? Have you eaten?" Yan Shi had just finished eating and cleaning up, still holding Xiaoniu in her arms.
"I have." Yan Qiushou placed the basket in his hand on the ground and said, "An Ning bought a few chicks and a hen in town today. I told her to keep them at my place, but she insisted on bringing them back to raise herself. So here I am delivering them to you and fixing the chicken coop for you. By the way, where is An Ning?"
"She was exhausted when she got back. I made her a bowl of noodles, and she’s already asleep."
Xiaoniu turned his head and saw the fluffy yellow chicks below, instantly drawn to them, trying hard to get down.
Yan Shi had no choice but to put him on the ground, allowing him to stabilize himself by holding onto the basket, finally calming down a bit.
Bam bam bam bam...
Sounds of Yan Qiushou repairing the chicken coop echoed in the courtyard, but An Ning was truly too tired, so even the noise didn’t wake her up.
An Ning slept straight through to the next morning.
When she opened her eyes, the sunlight was already streaming through the window, shining on her.
Stretching lazily, just as Yan Shi heard the movent and opened the door to co in and call her, "Ningning, get up quickly and eat, dear. Mom made you so porridge."
Feeling sorry for An Ning, Yan Shi didn’t put any wild vegetables in this ti, just pure white rice porridge, giving off a naturally fragrant aroma.
"Alright, I’m up." An Ning’s face blood with a big smile, using her hands and feet to climb out of bed, dressing and getting up.
During the al, Yan Shi and Xiaoniu didn’t eat with her; she said they had already eaten. An Ning didn’t doubt it since there was just enough porridge for one bowl.
What An Ning didn’t know was that Yan Shi indeed ate with Xiaoniu, but only gave Xiaoniu half a bowl of rice porridge, while she herself had wild vegetable black paste.
The white rice porridge had a faint, fresh fragrance, sothing that once seed so ordinary now tasted particularly delicious.
After eating, Yan Shi asked An Ning, "Ningning, why did you buy so much colorful thread for making knots? It’s too much. Even if you’re making knots, you won’t use it all up?"
"I’ve been figuring out so ways to weave things. I want to use these colorful threads to make things to sell, earn a little if I can," An Ning replied.
Yan Shi looked at An Ning and said, "You’ve had it tough, child. It’s all because Mom has no ability."
An Ning went over and hugged Yan Shi, "Mom is the best mom. You’ve raised so well, that’s already very capable of you."
Yan Shi patted An Ning on the head, "Then teach Mom how to weave. Two people working together will be faster."
An Ning ntioned selling the woven items, and Yan Shi still felt a bit unsure, afraid that the items wouldn’t sell, wasting all that colorful thread.
However, after hearing about the mulberry selling from Yan Qiushou, Yan Shi knew that the money was earned by An Ning. To Yan Shi, her daughter is the best, and of course, she has the right to decide what to do with the money.
After all, since they’ve already bought the threads, even if they end up wasted, it’s her daughter’s own belongings.
Besides, An Ning is right; they do really need money right now.
And the money made from selling mulberries yesterday was purely luck. Those abundantly growing everywhere are not rare at all; relying on them for inco isn’t feasible.
"Okay, but Mom must promise , do not overwork yourself," An Ning said.
"Alright."
Yan Shi truly felt that her daughter had grown up, knew to care for her and advise her on things.
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