Chapter 32 Lend a helping hand 4

Feng Qingxue forced the rice bowls to them, "Uncle, you and Brother Dazhu, don't be so polite. Only when you are full can you have the strength to work, right? Besides, I often go out to beg for food now. I go to more houses and meet kind-hearted people." People can always get enough food for me and Qingyun."

Feng Erhu felt very uncomfortable when he heard the word begging.

But there was nothing they could do. Firstly, they were unable to help the Feng Qingxue sisters. Secondly, there were many people going out to beg for food, and they had gone there too.

After eating, Feng Erhu and his son worked even harder.

"Qingxue, the wood you got is good. The worst is old elm, and the best is huanghuali. In the past, only rich families could afford these." Feng Erhu has been a carpenter all year round and has a good eye for it.

Feng Qingxue smiled, "They get what they don't need from scrapyards and various households."

Feng Erhu nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

At noon, it was still sweet potato porridge and steamed buns, which made both father and son feel warm.

According to Feng Qingxue's request, they finished the doors and windows and installed them, which were quite strong. Then they made a bathtub, and then used the remaining wood to make a wardrobe, a cabinet and four small stools.

Many of them are furniture parts, which makes Feng Erhu's work much more convenient, at least he doesn't have to cut wood shavings and polish them.

It's just that the parts are not complete, and the pieced-together furniture looks a bit funny.

Feng Qingxue doesn't dislike it at all. If it is perfect, it will attract a lot of people's attention, which is not a good thing.

Feng Erhu and Feng Dazhu, father and son, rearranged Feng Qingxue's bed and made a bed leg out of chicken wing wood to put on it.

The remaining materials were not wasted. Feng Erhu and his son made a wash basin and a foot basin, which were tied together with bamboo strips.

Even though they worked very hard, they still worked hard for two days to finish all the furniture. In the evening, they carried three kilograms of sweet potato noodles given by Feng Qingxue home. Except for Feng Erhu's wife, no one else knew that Feng Qingxue had given them food for work. Money does not take care of food.

In doing so, Feng Erhu and his wife also wanted to avoid causing trouble to Feng Qingxue.

With doors, windows, tables, chairs, beds and cabinets installed, the home finally looks a little different.

Feng Qingxue was very satisfied. The first thing she did was to boil a few pots of water with the big copper kettle that was a little bumpy after being beaten by the scrap yard. After cleaning the tub, she took a pleasant bath.

I was running around here and there every day, and scrubbing before going to bed every night was of no avail. My body was almost rotten.

After she finished washing, she also gave Qingyun a bath and put on clean pants.

When she was taking a shower, Qingyun was outside watching the door, otherwise Qingyun would definitely discover the autumn clothes and long trousers she wore underneath. However, the autumn clothes and trousers she had worn could not be washed and could only be temporarily placed in the dirty clothes basket in the space. inside.

While Qingyun was sleeping, Feng Qingxue sorted out the materials in the space and dug out a lot of materials for old-fashioned autumn clothes and trousers from a large pile of various fabrics. Some were made of small floral flowers with a light yellow background, and some were light pink. There are small floral flowers with light blue background and pure blue background. She sewed two sets of autumn clothes and autumn trousers for herself and Qingyun overnight, one light blue and one light yellow.

Qingyun woke up and saw new clothes, and was so happy that she danced on the bed.

"Sister, you are so kind." Qingyun snuggled into her arms, squinting her eyes happily, "After I moved out with you, I lived a good life like never before. I had food to eat, clothes to wear, and A house to live in and a bed to sleep on.”

Qingyun clasped her fingers, making Feng Qingxue laugh.

Holding this smart little girl in her arms, Feng Qingxue said seriously: "Sister, I will let you live a better life."

"Yes." Qingyun believed that she would do what she said. Now isn't she living the good life she dreamed of?