Chapter 135 Menstrual Towel

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Chapter 135 Menstrual Towel

"Didn't you ask me to pick it before?" Gu Chunzhu glanced at Su Wangqin angrily, and said what was in his heart moved, "Are you worried that I will be arrested by the government?"

"It was not dark at that time." Su Wangqin frowned.

Gu Chunzhu thought that what Mrs. Qiu said he did just now must have been because Mrs. Fu had passed out to take care of him before, and he went out to do it when it was just night.

After thinking about Su Wangqin's words, I found something wrong. I really wanted to pick a bull's hamstring at that moment, so I wouldn't expect to be caught by the government, how stupid!

Gu Chunzhu pinched Su Wangqin hard, "Brother Wang, are you saying I'm stupid?"

"No." Su Wangqin hurriedly waved his hand, pulling Gu Chunzhu into the kitchen door with a strong desire to survive.

"Mother, let the second aunt run away!" An An had been waiting in the kitchen for a long time, waving her small fists and shouting to Gu Chunzhu.

Ever since Gu Chunzhu taught her to run away as long as she quarrels with others, this little girl has kept it firmly in her heart, and she is very alert.

"Dad, mother's porridge is ready." Xiaocheng stuck his head out from the stove, his winter clothes were stained with pine thorns used as firewood, and he was grabbing them one by one and throwing them away.

Su Wangqin let go of Gu Chunzhu's hand to serve the rice, and saw that he also cooked two pots of porridge, one pot of brown rice and one pot of polished rice.

"Brother Wang, why do you cook two pots and spend more firewood." Gu Chunzhu was about to count when he saw Su Wangqin hand a bowl of polished rice porridge to his hand.

The two children each got a bowl of brown rice porridge, and Xiao Anan stole a glance at her polished rice porridge, but her little head quickly lowered her head to drink her own porridge.

Su Wangqin cut the hot porridge for her with chopsticks and blew, "You just have to take care of your illness."

Looking at the thick and snow-white polished rice porridge in their bowl, the two children's bowls were still yellowish brown rice, and the taste was also hard, although brown rice has higher nutritional value according to modern sayings.

But here, polished rice porridge is better than brown rice porridge. If he eats well, his two children eat badly. Gu Chunzhu seems to have a fishbone stuck in his throat. He swallows the porridge he scoops up to Su Wangqin's mouth. not go down.

"Chunzhu..."

"Brother Wang, let's give each child a bowl, and I'll drink brown rice porridge." Gu Chunzhu pushed the polished rice porridge away, looking like she didn't want to eat it. She knew that Su Wangqin was doing it for her own good. She was a family member. Lier who eats alone.

Xiaocheng's long and narrow phoenix eyes blinked, and he deliberately drank a large mouthful of brown rice porridge, "Mother, look, I like brown rice porridge."

"Me too." An An directly turned her small mouth into a sucker, took a big mouthful on the porridge surface, and raised her face with a circle of porridge foam on her mouth.

"You two are good children, mother knows." Gu Chunzhu gave the two children a loving look.

She took out a handkerchief and gently wiped it on An An's lips, then got up neatly and went to get two more pottery bowls, and pushed the untouched polished rice porridge in her bowl into two and pushed it to the two children.

"Eat it, it's not enough to eat brown rice porridge after eating." Gu Chunzhu added a bowl of brown rice porridge to himself.

Before the two children moved, they stared at Su Wangqin.

Seeing that Gu Chunzhu was starting to eat, he knew that she had a bad temper, so he let the two children eat quickly.

"This porridge is bland and tasteless. Later, my mother will buy some duck eggs for you to make salted duck eggs to eat." Gu Chunzhu muttered while scooping the bland brown rice porridge.

She couldn't help but complained that she had a better day and started to pick and choose when her stomach was full.

An An's little ears were already pricked up, her big black grape-like eyes were shining, and the corners of her mouth were dripping with body fluid, and she hugged Gu Chunzhu's arm and asked, "Mother, are salted duck eggs delicious?"

"It's delicious. After the mother makes it, drink it with porridge in the morning." Gu Chunzhu patted An An's little head.

Remembering that the salt was more expensive than duck eggs, she took a breath and promised the child that she would do it again.

"Chunzhu! Chunzhu!" A low voice called from the door of the firewood house.

"Brother Wang, did you hear who was calling me?" Gu Chunzhu stood up at once, and looked outside the Chaimen. The calling continued, and the people were blocked by the Chaimen and didn't see it.

"I'm going to open the door for you... My leg hurts, I'll open the door." Su Wangqin put his warm palm on Gu Chunzhu's shoulder, pressed her back with a clever touch, and he limped out to open the door.

The corners of Gu Chunzhu's lips curled up, except that Su Wangqin's leg was broken, he was fine.

She was sighing that if ancient medical skills were as developed as modern times, maybe Su Wangqin's leg could still be cured.

"Chunzhu is me, are you better?" Luo Xinlan walked in and took off the face towel. Her face was paler than that day, and her soft eyes were full of worry about Gu Chunzhu.

"Of course I'm fine, sister-in-law doesn't have to rush to me every day, and I'm not afraid that the old goddess will catch you back again." Gu Chunzhu deliberately frightened her, so that she could be alert.

"It's my fault. I mistrusted her words at first, and then I hurt you again..."

After Gu Chunzhu drank a bowl of porridge, he stood up and covered Luo Xinlan's mouth with his hand.

"We are all so familiar, and I can watch you suffer if you are in trouble." Gu Chunzhu took her by the hand and led her into the back room to talk. There was a charcoal pot in the back room. Luo Xinlan rushed from the town early in the morning. When you come here, your fingertips are very cold.

Luo Xinlan sat on the stool in the back room with Gu Chunzhu, and said that she lived in Uncle Zheng's house.

not bad.

Uncle Zheng and his wife treated her very well. Originally, the new daughter-in-law was not very happy. After embroidering a small bellyband for her unborn baby, the relationship was much better.

"I want to ask you today, what was the menstrual towel you were talking about that day?" Speaking of the private affairs of this woman's family, Luo Xinlan, a thin-skinned person, lowered his head with a shy look on his face.

"Didn't you use plant ash stuffed with it? Plant ash absorbs water, but the ash is very dirty. In order to prevent the plant ash from leaking out, you have to use a thick cloth. It's not good for your body to be stuffy."

"Yes, this is the reason!" Luo Xinlan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Gu Chunzhu ran out and borrowed Xiaocheng's wooden board, then took a charcoal and started to draw.

"You can make the cloth into this shape, and then tie the two pieces to the bottoms like this, so that the running and jumping will not leak." Gu Chunzhu drew a simple picture for Luo Xinlan to see, Luo Xinlan seemed to understand but not understand. , Gu Chunzhu patted his forehead and said, "I made these pants myself as a triangle, and there is just a menstrual towel in the middle."

"So that's the case, are these three-sided underpants comfortable to wear?" Luo Xinlanba asked with a wink.

"Comfortable, of course."

Gu Chunzhu also chose a good soft and breathable material when he went back to buy material for the bottoms he made himself, and sewed a piece of pure cotton in the middle.

With limited funds, she only made three pieces, but she wears them every day!

"Can you sell it for money?" Luo Xinlan's eyes shone with light.

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