Chapter 117: Give the Thatched House a Simple Makeover

Of course, since it was said by the granddaughter, it might be true.

Some of the clothes Song Yunuan wears now are bought by her, and some are made by Xia Guilan.

These days, Song Yunuan has designed a flowery skirt and several summer clothes, some to be worn with a plaid skirt and some dresses.

With two sewing machines, the work can be done much faster.

Song Liang is preparing mud and wood to build the west wing.

Song Yunuan told them that the house and land here must not be lost, and they can buy a house separately if they want to go to the city.

Except for those who study and work, whether the household registration is in the city or the countryside will not be so important in a few years.

Song Liang and Old Lady Song have secretly discussed moving to the city in the future. Old Lady Song really doesn't want to separate from Song Yunuan.

But after hearing what Song Yunuan said, her heart suddenly brightened.

Now Xiao Nuan and Tingting at home are both commercial grains. If Apo passes the exam, they will also eat commercial grains.

In the future, her and the old man's household registration will not be changed.

It is said that it is hard to leave one's hometown, and she is also reluctant to leave.

Then, the house should be repaired.

Now the money in hand can build a big red brick and tile house.

But it can't be built.

This village is still very poor, let's talk about it later.

However, I am going to clean up Xiao Nuan's house.

The west wing is not built with bricks and tiles, but mud bricks. In fact, mud bricks are also warm.

It just doesn't look as strong as red bricks.

But there is yellow mud land in the north of the village, and local materials can be used, saving a lot of materials and money.

Song Yu Nuan doesn't care how the family is messed up.

Anyway, everyone is smart.

But there is no shepherd's purse these days, so Old Song went to pick up or collect old broken bricks, and he actually got a lot of them, so he really started to clean up Xiao Nuan's house.

Song Yu Nuan was excited, right, there is nothing to do now, so let's clean up the little thatched house.

Although a new house will be built sooner or later, it is still necessary to enjoy it for now.

In fact, although the mud wall is mottled, it is really clean.

There is a kind of person who can keep things clean even if she lives in a cave.

Her mother Xia Guilan is like this.

Although Qin Siqi's clothes are shabby, she is served very cleanly by Xia Guilan.

Song Yunuan walked around the house, happily thinking about how to make her bedroom comfortable and bright?

Song Liang gave some advice.

Use newspapers to paste the walls and ceiling, lay red bricks on the ground, and apply cement in the brick joints.

Cement can be made by yourself.

The kang is newly built, and the kang mat is newly woven by Old Song, so there is no need to change it.

The cabinet on the kang can also be used.

So it is not troublesome to clean it up.

She ran to Ji's house and got half a carriage of newspapers, and also got herself a large wardrobe at the scrap collection station.

As for the bedding, of course Qin Siqi's was not used. When she came back, she replaced it with Tingting's.

To paste the wall, you need to make paste. Old Mrs. Song is reluctant to use good flour, but Song Yunuan is determined not to use flour with insects, so she must have agreed to her in the end.

It's not to mention that the room became brighter all of a sudden after the newspapers were pasted on the red brick floor.

Song Yu Nuan thought of the straw mat and ran to talk to her grandfather.

Finally, the enthusiastic old Song began to think about weaving a reed mat for his granddaughter.

It was placed on the ground, and it would be better if it could cover the whole house.

Xia Guilan said it was not easy to clean, and Old Lady Song thought it would be better to weave a mat.

Song Yu Nuan told them that they had to take off their shoes when entering the house.

Otherwise, who could afford to clean it?

Then Old Song thought about it again, tried a few times, and started weaving.

It took two days to weave it.

Old Sun thought that the old Song family was too pampering Song Yu Nuan, but if they were willing, what could he say?

He saw him weaving a reed mat a few times, and he had to admit that the weaving was really good, fine and strong. He was a little moved and was ready to lay one for his granddaughter's room.

Chu Zizhou also came to see it.

Amazed by Old Song's craftsmanship, he placed an order with him. He wanted it himself and planned to send it back to Beidu for his grandfather to use along with the straw hat.

He asked for a three-meter by five-meter one and gave Old Song thirty yuan.

In fact, a kang mat only sold for a few yuan.

Chu Zizhou insisted on giving it to Old Song, so Old Song had to accept it, but he also used corn leaves to weave a sugar jar, pen holder and ten pairs of insoles.

Chu Zizhou thanked Old Song and thought the insoles were really good.

He would not organize the corn leaves for the time being. Erdaohe was busy enough now. Anyway, whoever wanted to do it, he would contact the buyer.

But this would have to wait.

By the way, he was really busy.

The weaving of straw hats can be attributed to the end of the first stage.

He began to check and settle accounts and deliver goods.

He unceremoniously borrowed Song Yu Nuan to help Accountant Li with the accounting.

The warehouse had been cleaned up long ago, and the shelves had been built, which were used to temporarily store straw hats.

Thirty inspectors were selected from the village, the kind that were assigned to the start of work.

It took three days to inspect and accept 9,800 hats and put them into the warehouse.

As long as they are qualified, they will be paid immediately.

If they are not qualified, sorry, they cannot be taken, and they can be kept for themselves.

There are some unqualified ones, but no more than 100 hats, which can be said to be very serious.

The original price was 80 cents each, but now it has been changed to 1 yuan and 20 cents for women, 40 cents more because there are satin bows on them.

Some people are ingenious and dye the straw brown with horse leaves in the wild.

A circle of primary color and a circle of brown, it looks more elegant and fashionable.

These were praised by Chu Zizhou.

Each one was charged a dime.

Or the wisdom of the masses is infinite.

The one who made this was the new daughter-in-law of the Zhou family, who was really skillful.

Song Yu Nuan admired it.

She and Chu Zizhou suggested that this kind of thing should be sold separately and the price should be divided.

Before the account was settled, the postman from the county post office came on a bicycle.

He took out a large kraft paper envelope for Chu Zizhou, and it was impossible to tell what was inside. But the person in charge needs to sign for it.

Chu Zizhou glanced at Song Yu Nuan, and then looked at the address on the envelope calmly.

It was Longhang Base.

A letter from Gu Huaian?

Don't scare him, how could Gu Huaian write to him? The brigade has a phone number, and his phone number is even more so. If there is something, just contact him directly.

He glanced at Song Yu Nuan, who was busy frowning, and hurriedly put the envelope in the desk.

When it was completely over, the sun was setting.

Old Song and Song Liang earned 128 yuan. Some families with large families even earned more than 300 yuan in more than half a month.

Chu Zizhou paid for it himself.

The villagers holding the money were excited as if it was the New Year.

Of course, Song Yunuan was not worried. This was nothing. If they really couldn't sell it, they would sell it as a welfare benefit for several units.

However, these straw hats were indeed different from the original ones.

This straw hat was a decoration.

Even now, it was the top straw hat.

Song Yunuan suggested not to sell it too low. It didn't matter if the brigade made a profit.

It was better to sell it at a reasonable price.

What Song Yunuan said made sense.

Chu Zizhou nodded repeatedly. He opened the envelope. There was no word in it, only a pile of tickets.

They were all military tickets. There was everything. He also saw a refrigerator, a TV ticket and tickets.

Chu Zizhou glanced at Song Yunuan who was packing up the notebook. It was obvious that Gu Huaian gave it to Song Yunuan.

But how to give it?