The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

"Hey, poor old Wang's family, look at his daughter-in-law who has gone crazy for a while and taught her children how to behave? She even came to grab some sewing work from our women, I laughed so hard."

"That's not right, it's ruined to teach boys these things, and the girls chirp. In the future, will it be possible for these two children to live like women for the rest of their lives?"

"Don't laugh, it's not easy at home. My mother is dead, and my father is also dead. Grandpa and grandma don't care at all. They are all just eating. There is nothing to say."

……

Even so, the two boys are still indifferent, I don't know if they are used to listening to it long ago, or they are strong enough in their hearts!

Song Fubao felt that there might be both, Yang Liuhua also paused and hesitated, and first watched the two of them doing needlework, and the others also watched.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the two boys worked together and embroidered a pear blossom with all four hands flying. The posture was lifelike and the stitches were delicate, which was better than ordinary women.

When the finished product was displayed, there was a lot of exclamation, and now the discussion became louder.

Yang Liuhua and Song Fubao's eyes were full of admiration, but Yang Liuhua hesitated even more, and the two boys looked at Yang Liuhua with a momentary uneasiness in their eyes.

Chinese New Year is coming up in a few months, and the two of them have little strength because of the problems brought about by the womb, so they can't do hard work. The family's field has been taken away by grandparents, and only half an acre of land is left to grow food. It's so cold, they also want to earn some money to build a kang.

This knitting girl was suddenly decided to teach them before their mother died, saying that it was to live and earn money frankly, without shame!

There is no job in the world that is divided into genders. If it is not the gender that everyone thinks, you can't do it.

"The skills of the two of you are indeed better among them. It stands to reason that the two of you should be allowed to do the work, but most of the others are older girls. There are differences between men and women, so it's not very suitable..."

The other audience members nodded, this is normal, what does it look like to work together.

There was obvious disappointment in the eyes of the two boys, Song Fubao hummed, and Yang Liuhua turned to look at her.

"Aunt Tang, didn't we say that the admissions are based on the quality of the craftsmanship? How can we disregard fairness just because the two of them are men? If the rules of fairness are changed because of their gender, then our family can't be with Tianxiang. Are you in business?"

Song Fubao asked rhetorically, and the others fell silent. Some thought it was reasonable, and some did not dare to criticize Song Fubao. They might still have work to do, but they insulted this ancestor and kept him as an enemy of the old Song family.

Yang Liuhua is still hesitant, the reason is this, but Song Fubao is not yet seven years old, and they are taking him to Tianxianglou, he is just a child, it doesn't matter.

But these are two boys who are almost ten years old!

No matter what you think, it still feels inappropriate!

"Can't we do it separately at that time? When the new house is built, all the big sisters will go to the yard of the new house to make clothes, and they will do it in this house, for the brothers, without delaying things. It can also guarantee fairness, aunt, can you?"

Song Fubao spoke again, this suggestion was refreshing.

Let’s talk about other people, when they heard that they could stay and work in Lao Song’s new house all day, they felt even better. It would be an honor to sit in the largest green brick and tile house in the whole village for a while. .

Yang Liuhua naturally had nothing to say, and nodded to the two boys to indicate that it was all right.

Soon, all ten people were selected, and everyone had almost nothing to say. They said at the very beginning that it was determined by their skills. If their skills were lost to two boys, it would be embarrassing to make a fuss.

The two boys were so happy that they couldn't stop bowing to Song Fubao, and then asked, "I heard from the villagers that your family collects dry firewood, can you carry it back and sell it today?"

"Take it, let's keep it for now. After the new house is built, we will collect it in one time. We can't pile up so much now." Song Fubao nodded, and the others followed suit.

Immediately after everyone left, Song Fubao took the pear blossom over and took a look, it was really good, if the handkerchief you gave just now was a handkerchief, you could sell it or use it right away.

Back in the house, Yang Liuhua, Li Xiuzhi, Grandma Song, and Song Fubao divided up the cloth, and Song Fubao chose what he liked.

Grandma Song chose what suited her and Grandpa Song, Li Xiuzhi chose what suited her and Eldest Song, and the rest belonged to Yang Liuhua, Second Eldest Song and the eight elder brothers.

Several people moved back to their own houses, and the rest were piled up in the main room until the brothers came back from work to move by themselves.

After picking it up, Song Fubao saw a pocket half her height in the back corner. When she opened it, it turned out to be a bag of rags, most of them the size of a palm.

giveaway?

"The boss stuffed it in before we left. Maybe it was a gift for our rags. I heard that the cloth shop likes to give some extras."

Yang Liuhua explained that Song Fubao only now understands, so the more cloth they buy, the more they will add!

That's really...very rigorous!

There are so many things that this kind of raghead can make, even if you put it in a home with no money, you can spell out a few clothes.