mtlumby2d Chapter 148 Dancing in Autumn
Chapter 148 Dancing in Autumn
When I got home, I took out a large roll of paintings.
"Come and look at this portrait of mine. Is it good-looking?" Mrs. Li's face was full of kindness.
"It looks good! Grandma looks so young in this portrait." Su Mu said coquettishly.
"Haha, you just like to coax me, an old lady. How can I still be young at my age?" Although he said that he was no longer young, he was very happy in his heart.
"This is my first portrait. Old man, please put it away carefully. Don't let it get wet!"
"Eh."
Su Dingguo brought out a box with very fine workmanship. "The outside of this box is painted with raw lacquer, which can protect the box and prevent moisture from getting inside."
"Grandpa, here is our portrait, put it in there and keep it!"
"Okay!" He carefully put all the portraits in.
Ji Shiyan did the same thing over there, finding a very, very good box and storing the portraits of him and Su Mu in it.
The emperor smiled as he watched Ji Shiyan's operation and said, "I have a golden nanmu box here, how about you take it?"
"Really? Thank you, Grandfather!"
I was just joking, why did this guy take it seriously? "I'll get it for you."
Ji Shiyan carefully moved the painting into a new box and put it away.
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"How's the shop going lately, Er Niang?" Su Mu went to the vegetable shop to restock the stocks.
"Miss is here." Du Erniang stood up to greet her. "Everything is going well in the shop recently, and the sales of vegetables are also very good."
"Yours, is there anyone who can embarrass you?"
“No, the customers are all very nice.”
Du Erniang had never met such a caring customer. Not only did she not have any requirements, but for convenience she also took the basket to pack the goods back home and did not bother the waiter to pack them up.
"Miss, this is the silver from recent sales." Du Erniang handed the money in the cash box to Su Mu.
"So many?" There were thick banknotes in the cash box.
"That's right, miss. We have so many customers every day that all the food is sold out before closing time."
"Did you keep your wages?"
"I'll keep it, don't worry, miss."
"It looks like it might rain soon, miss, please be careful." She was much older than the young lady, and she couldn't help but show concern for her.
"Second Mother, can you tell that it is going to rain recently?" How can you tell that it is going to rain?
"I learned this from an old farmer. Some experienced people can roughly estimate it."
"It's amazing." She used to check the weather forecast often but was always unsure whether it would rain or not.
Sumu went out and found that there were indeed many more vendors selling oil-paper umbrellas.
"Miss, would you like to buy an oil-paper umbrella?"
"How much is this oil-paper umbrella worth?"
"An oil-paper umbrella is 700 wen each, and a straw raincoat here is 100 wen each," the vendor introduced.
This oil-paper umbrella is not cheap, Su Mu thought to himself.
"This oil-paper umbrella is very difficult to make and requires many steps. Moreover, our oil-paper umbrellas can be used for a long time without breaking. Would you like one, miss?" asked the vendor.
"Give me nine oil-paper umbrellas."
"Okay, miss, can you please choose which umbrellas you want?"
The patterns and colors on each umbrella are different, and there are decorative colorful ropes on the umbrella handles.
Su Mu picked out a few flower patterns that were more attractive and said, "These are the ones I'll take."
Each of the two shops gave them two umbrellas as a backup, and then Sumu went home.
After two or three days, the sky began to become gloomy.
"It's a heavy rain!" Su Dingguo stood at the door and looked into the distance.
The sky in the distance was covered with dark clouds, and the midday sky was as dark as evening.
"Grandpa, I bought an oil-paper umbrella a few days ago, and it's just right for me to use."
After a while, the wind blew raindrops down, and the dry yellowish soil turned brown when it fell on the ground. The air was filled with the fragrance of the soil.
Many people don’t like rain, but Sumu particularly likes rainy days. He feels very peaceful on rainy days.
The green mountains in the distance were shrouded in mist, like a fairyland. Soon, the fine raindrops grew bigger and hit the roof with a crackling sound.
“Spring rain is as precious as oil!”
"With this rain, the wheat will grow well."
Su Dingguo and Su Mu each sat on a small stool under the eaves, watching the heavy rain fall.
"In a few days it will be Qingming Festival."
"So it's Qingming Festival now. No wonder it's raining so hard."
The rain continued for the entire day and hadn't stopped yet. Sumu fell asleep peacefully with the sound of rain.
The next morning, the rain had subsided.
"Third brother, shall we go out and take a look?" The rain was not heavy now, and Su Mu wanted to go out and try his oil-paper umbrella.
"Okay, little sister, I'll go with you."
The two of them were strolling outside the house holding oil-paper umbrellas. No one else except the village chief came out, just them.
"The leaves have grown new leaves." The tender green leaves danced in the wind.
The cool rain blowing on my face is particularly refreshing.
"Little sister, look, this wheat is taller than my calves!"
"Really? When I came here a few days ago, it was only up to my ankles." It's true that everything grows fast in spring.
Several people were walking in the rain, and although they seemed a little silly in the eyes of outsiders, they were all very happy, as if they saw the scene of the flourishing growth of all things.
"Mumu, what kind of swing do you want? Grandpa will make it for you."
The traditional activities of Qingming Festival are swinging, planting trees, eating green rice dumplings and inserting willows.
Wang would stick willow branches on every door before dawn to welcome the arrival of spring.
“Are there many kinds of swings?”
"Of course."
"Grandpa will give you a traditional swing."
The overall frame of the swing is relatively high, with ropes hanging on both sides and wooden boards tied underneath, which can accommodate one person standing and swinging.
"There are other swings, the kind with four wooden planks that go up and down, or go left and right. They are more dangerous."
"Mumu, go up and try it?"
Su Mu sat on the swing board and his third brother pushed him from behind.
"Little sister, is this okay?"
"Yes! It can be higher!" Su Mu shouted happily.
"How about this?" Su An used some more strength.
"Sure!" Sumu Dang was so high that you could almost see the yard next door.
"Hahahahaha! This is so funny."
"Come on, Third brother, you sit on it and I'll push it!" Su Mu got off and Su An took over.
"Okay, little sister can push higher! I'm not afraid."
"Then I'll use force?"
Su Mu exerted force and the third brother flew very high.
"Hahahahahaha that's how high it has to be! Come on! I can see the tree in the next yard!"
"Oh~" The third brother swung back and forth on the swing.
"Are you coming, brother?"
"Let me try." Su Zhiwu could just stand on the swing and swing.
"The swing is made so high, it turns out you need to stand to swing on it!" Su Mu finally understood why the swing made by his grandfather was so high.
"Second brother is awesome!" Su Zhiwu's entire body is perpendicular to the swing, and he can stay on the swing steadily.