Chapter 211 Be Patient, the Dawn Will Appear

The east is about to dawn, don't say you are leaving too early.

Wang Deming heard the sounds of footsteps and sweeping the floor outside the window. He looked up at the clock and saw that it was only 6 o'clock in the morning. His sister Yan Baozhen had gotten up too early. What if she woke up the child?
Children absolutely need sleep.

If it were Zhang Ma and the others, they would definitely not come to the second courtyard at this time, knowing that he must not have woken up yet.

In desperation, Wang Deming pushed the three women around him and woke them up.

The sequelae of last night's excessive physical exertion was that they could not wake up. Zhang Shouchun and Jin Yuqing were still in a daze, talking with their eyes closed, "What are you doing?"

"Shouchun, you and Yuqing should hurry up and go back to the east room, so that the two children won't wake up later!"

"Well, I want you to carry us over."

Wang Deming jumped directly from the kang to the ground. Wearing only his boxer shorts, he picked up Shouchun like a princess. He walked to the east room in three or two steps, put him down gently, and covered him with the quilt again.

The same goes for Jin Yuqing.

After a while, the two girls turned over and began to snore.
Who says beautiful women don't snore? This is a normal phenomenon. People will snore when they are tired.

When Wang Deming returned to the west room, Qin Huairu had already gotten up and put on her clothes with sleepy eyes, yawning, "Yawn, Deming, you sleep a little longer. I'll go help my sister sweep the floor and prepare breakfast."

Wang Deming pushed her back onto the kang, frightening her so much that she turned pale and said hurriedly, "Deming, what are you doing? It's already broad daylight! Don't let the children see it!"

"what!"

Wang Deming flicked her head lightly and said unhappily, "What are you thinking about? This is not Nanluoguxiang. You and your sister have to get up and prepare breakfast. Aunt Zhang and the others are taking care of it. Just wait and eat. You continue to sleep for a while. I'll go see why your sister got up so early."

Wang Deming quickly put on his pants and shirt, put on his cloth shoes, and went out with a washbasin. He connected the water to the tap and started brushing his teeth. He asked casually, "Sister, today is the weekend. Why are you up so early?"

"Are you confused?" Yan Baozhen continued to sweep the floor without stopping and retorted to him.

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"Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, and I have to go back to work on Monday, so shouldn't I celebrate it early today? The glutinous rice and rhubarb rice I bought yesterday have already been soaked, and the leaves for the rice dumplings are also soaked, so shouldn't I quickly wrap the dumplings and cook them? I have to cook them over high heat for at least 2 hours, otherwise when will I have breakfast today?"

Wang Deming finally found the opportunity to reply, and he spat out the white foam in his mouth, and shouted in a low voice: "Sister, what era is it now? We still make zongzi by ourselves?"

"Besides, what family needs to make their own rice dumplings? There's Qingmingzhai in Dongsi and Zengqingzhai in Di'anmen. If you like any flavor, just call and they'll deliver it. If you want southern-style salted pork rice dumplings, there's Daoxiangchun and Wufangzhai in Yong'an Market."

"Oh," Yan Baozhen said sarcastically, "Why don't you pretend to be poor now? Don't you have to put patches on good woolen clothes? You also have to smear some dust on your leather shoes, and you are not allowed to wipe them!"

"Uh, sister, isn't this two different things? We can eat secretly at home, and no one can see us?"

"If you want to pretend to be poor, just be honest. You are so hypocritical. Do you really think that people can't see through your deliberate pretense of poverty?" Yan Baozhen put the broom and dustpan in the corner, rolled up her sleeves and prepared to go to the kitchen at the entrance. "Let's not talk about others. Shouchun, Yuqing, and Huairu, the monthly salary of these three sisters is over 1000 yuan. How can a normal family spend it all?"

"You really have to sew patches on your clothes. Why don't you sew a patch on your head too?" Wang Deming stood there blankly, holding a cup of water in his hand. He even forgot to rinse his mouth. Damn, it seems that this is the case. There is no life.
Fortunately, I brought my sister to live with me and helped to fill in the gaps.

Suddenly, Wang Deming remembered something else. If he were to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival today, he would definitely have to bring his godmother over. He quickly rinsed his mouth, splashed water on his face a few times, wiped it dry with a towel, and rushed into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, there were two large basins and several small basins on the floor. The two large basins contained white glutinous rice and yellow glutinous rice, while the small basins contained red beans, mung beans, jujubes, and tender green rice dumplings.

My elder sister Yan Baozhen, Shouchun's wet nurse Zhang Ma, and Yuqing's wet nurse Bai Ma, each sat on a small stool, picked up two or three pieces of rice leaves from the small basin beside them, gently twisted the leaves into a fan shape with both hands, and then deftly rolled them up to form a cone with a round top and a pointed bottom.

Then reach in and scoop a few handfuls of glutinous rice or glutinous rice from the large basin and put them into the "cone" and smooth it out, or stuff them with red, green beans, or jujubes, turn over the rest of the leaves on top to cover it, and after wrapping it a few times, finally take a thin piece of straw and wrap it around it, tie a knot, bite one end of the straw with your teeth and tighten it, and a rice dumpling is wrapped.

"Sister, I'm going to call Uncle Yan right now and ask him to arrange for someone to take Mom to the city."

"You just remembered? Shouchun and Huairu made a phone call yesterday." Yan Baozhen rolled her eyes and complained to Zhang Ma and Bai Ma: "Aunts, so, it's better to raise a daughter. Why raise a son? You are so cruel."

Aunt Zhang and Aunt Bai laughed at the same time. "Haha," Aunt Zhang joked, "Baozhen, you can only say this in front of us. You wouldn't dare say this in front of Shuqin."

"That's right. Don't just stand here. Call your two big-nosed friends and ask them to come over to your house to eat zongzi."

Wang Deming shrugged, "They probably haven't woken up yet?"

"How come he is almost the same as your brother-in-law?" When Yan Baozhen mentioned Chang Youguang, she suddenly lost her voice and the movements of her hands became sluggish.

Seeing this, Wang Deming comforted her, "Sister, last time I accompanied you to visit your brother-in-law at Qinghe Farm in Tianjin, didn't your brother-in-law tell you that he was eating well and sleeping well there, so don't worry about him?"

"Look how much better he has become now. He is a little darker, but he is much stronger and more energetic. He no longer has the pretentiousness of a bannerman. He has also learned to do farm work and be a bricklayer."

"Labor really trains people. Even Mrs. Ma and Sister Yourong have become more capable. They will all be back in a year. How nice it will be to have a family reunion then?"

"Alas," Yan Baozhen sighed, "That's true, but I know how much they've suffered. Although our family wasn't well off before, they were pampered and lived a life of luxury. How could they have ever worked?"

Wang Deming didn't take it seriously and retorted: "Sister, your current thinking is wrong! The Chairman has said that labor is the best way to transform people! It is the best way to integrate with the masses."

"If you want to stay connected to the masses, you must work with them. That's why you see that government officials now all have to work. Even my third brother, Zhang Shouchong, is a small director of the Civil Affairs Department. He works at least a few days a month, either planting trees or cleaning canals."

"When the wheat harvest comes next month, I have to go to the countryside to help with the harvest."

"That's true," Yan Baozhen smiled, "Labor is indeed the best way to transform people. Ever since I started working for Uncle Yin Changrong, I feel that my spirit and energy are different."

"Yes. In the whole world, only our government officials will take the initiative to participate in mass labor." Wang Deming leaned against the doorpost, looking somewhere, and said quietly: "Only our officials have not separated themselves from the masses."

Aunt Zhang sighed with admiration and added: "This is truly serving the people!"

"Haha, isn't this what should be done?" a voice came from the courtyard gate.

(End of this chapter)