Chapter 32 Lend a Helping Hand 4

Feng Qingxue forced the rice bowls into their mouths, "Uncle, you and Dazhu should not be so polite. You have to eat well to have the strength to work, right? Besides, I often go out to beg for food now. If I go to a few more houses and meet kind people, I can always get enough food for Qingyun and me."

Hearing the word begging, Feng Erhu felt very uncomfortable.

But there was nothing he could do. First, they had no ability to help Feng Qingxue and her sister, and second, there were many people going out to beg for food, and they had also been there.

After eating, Feng Erhu and his son worked harder.

"Qingxue, the wood you got is not bad. The worst is old elm, and the good ones are actually huanghuali. Only rich families could afford these in the past." Feng Erhu has been a carpenter for many years and has a good eye.

Feng Qingxue smiled, "They are all from the scrap yard and each household that they don't need."

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

At noon, they still had sweet potato porridge and steamed buns, which made the father and son feel warm.

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

Many of them were furniture parts, which made Feng Erhu's work much easier, at least he didn't have to cut wood shavings and grind them.

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

Feng Qingxue didn't dislike it at all. If it was flawless, it would attract a lot of attention, which is not a good thing.

Feng Erhu and Feng Dazhu, father and son, reorganized the bed that Feng Qingxue had assembled, and made a bed leg with chicken wing wood.

The remaining materials were not wasted. Feng Erhu and his son made a washbasin and a footbath, and tightened them with bamboo strips.

Even though they worked very hard, it took them two days to make all the furniture. At night, they went home with three pounds of sweet potato noodles given by Feng Qingxue. Except for Feng Erhu's wife, no one else knew that Feng Qingxue gave them food as wages and provided meals.

Feng Erhu and his wife did this to avoid causing trouble for Feng Qingxue.

With doors and windows installed, tables, chairs, beds and cabinets, this home finally looked good.

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

Running around every day, scrubbing before going to bed every night was useless, and her body was almost stinky.

After she took a bath, she also gave Qingyun a bath and changed her into clean shorts.

When she took a bath, Qingyun was watching the door outside, otherwise Qingyun would definitely find the autumn clothes and autumn pants she was wearing inside, but the autumn clothes and autumn pants that had been worn could not be washed, so they could only be temporarily placed in the dirty clothes basket in the space.

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

Qingyun woke up and saw the new clothes, and danced with joy on the bed.

"Sister, you are so nice." Qingyun snuggled in her arms, squinting happily, "After moving out with you, I have lived a good life that I have never had before. I have food to eat, clothes to wear, a house to live in, and a bed to sleep in."

Qingyun counted on her fingers, making Feng Qingxue laugh.

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

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