After a simple rebirth

Fu Ying was not woken up by Fu Zhe, but by the sound of talking.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Li Xingying had come over, Wang Cong was there too, and Fu Zhe was not doing his homework but talking to Wang Cong.

Seeing this scene, Fu Ying didn't sleep anymore. She said goodbye to Li Xingying and went to wash her face and prepare to study.

I looked at the stove and saw a big pot on it. This kind of pot seemed to be called an aluminum pot, which was widely used in rural areas. It was covered with a lid. The traces of liquid food left on the edge of the pot proved that it was a pot specially used to cook pig food, because only this kind of pot would not be cleaned, and it would be used again next time after cooking this time.

Back in the room, Li Xingying sat inside and Fu Ying sat down next to her.

"Second aunt, are you going to study?" Wang Cong asked her when he saw her sitting down.

"Yes, if you haven't finished your homework, come over and do it together. The water in your pot doesn't boil that quickly." Fu Ying answered him and politely invited him.

Although he did a lot of impulsive things in his previous life and did not seem to have a very good life, he has always respected his relatives on the Fu family's side, so the Fu family would also show kindness to him when they saw him.

"I don't want to do homework. It's so annoying. I want to go out and play." Wang Cong gets a headache when he hears about doing homework and studying.

"Then you will be scolded when school starts if you don't do your homework!" Fu Ying finally tried to persuade him. It's not enough to persuade people, but it's better to let him decide for himself.

"I can just ask classmates to copy when school starts." Wang Cong said directly.

"Okay, it's up to you."

After Fu Ying finished speaking, she took Fu Zhe's dictation book. The error rate was higher than that of ancient Chinese, especially when counting the errors in individual words, which added up to almost ten.

"Now recite all the ancient poems." Fu Ying began to call out the names of poems randomly and marked down his hesitations.

Wang Cong saw that they were studying and felt that he had difficulty in integrating the feelings, so he simply went to look at the water in the pot.

After Fu Zhe finished reciting, Fu Ying gave him two choices as usual. If he could keep the mistakes within five words after reciting it once, he would not have to recite it today, or he could go out and play first and then recite it again when he came back, but he also could not make more than five mistakes.

Fortunately, Fu Zhe thought that he would die sooner or later, so he just wrote it down from memory.

Fu Ying was glad that he chose to study first, which proved that he was still willing to learn something and subconsciously regarded studying as more important than playing.

While Fu Zhe was copying, Fu Ying continued to do math problems. It turned out that reviewing the old knowledge helped him to learn new things. If he were to take the high school entrance examination again with his current level, his math score would probably be a little higher.

Xiao Heitan finished copying the notes quickly and automatically revised them for Fu Ying to see. Fu Ying saw that the notebook had only one mistake and let him go.

When Fu Ying went to the bathroom, she saw that the pot on the stove was gone, so it must have been cooked. Wang Cong might have also gone out to play with Fu Zhe.

Every time she goes to the toilet, Fu Ying has to start holding her breath before she even enters the bathroom.

Her family's toilet is still connected to a manure pit, which is really smelly. What Fu Ying can't accept the most is not the inability to flush and the stench, but the lack of a door! !

Yes, the toilet has no door. Fu Ying couldn't understand. Is it because they are afraid of fainting from the stench? It would be fine to have a half door like some high schools do. It would be better than having to be nervous when going to the toilet for fear of someone coming.

Fu Ying is very alert when going to the toilet. If she hears footsteps approaching, she will ask who it is. If a man comes, she will say there is someone there. If a woman comes, she can barely accept it because there is a squat toilet next door!

The advantage is that going to the toilet will never last long, otherwise it will be too painful.

The downside is that there is no privacy. I can’t stand the fact that there is no door when I go to the toilet, because anyone who comes over will definitely see me!

Fu Ying had had enough. After using this toilet with trepidation, she decided to renovate it.

In her previous life, Fu Ying loved watching those transformation videos. She also liked to make things by hand. When she was making things, she felt very peaceful and enjoyed it.

Well, she was a little clumsy, her stitches were too messy, her homemade cabinets were not good looking, and she bought some tools but never used them. So, she stopped.

As for now, she has already thought of a way. When she was making the table, she saw bamboo poles and some scraps of cloth that Fu's mother brought back, so she could just make a door curtain.

Fu Ying told Li Xingying about it. Li Xingying was curious about how she did it, so she put down her homework and came to see her.

Fu Ying first measured the width and height of the squat toilet, found a bamboo pole as thick as a thumb, and split it into two equal lengths with a knife. Then she took out Fu's mother's scraps of cloth and carefully selected a large dark blue piece. After putting them together, she cut off the excess, leaving a gap in the middle so that she could lift it up to get in and out.

When preparing to sew, Fu Ying spent a long time looking for needles and thread, only to find that she didn't seem to have any at home. Maybe there were, but they were rarely used, and she didn't know where they were, and Fu Ying had never seen her mother use them.

Li Xingying knew she couldn't find needle and thread, so she volunteered to go home and get some. Fu Ying told her to just take a needle and black thread.

After a while, Li Xingying came back with a needle and a roll of black thread in her hand.

Fu Ying took it and began to thread the needle, first connecting the cloth together according to the shape of the patchwork, making sure it was long enough. Then she sewed a circle of cloth according to the thickness of the stick, and then stuffed the stick in.

After sewing both ends, they went to the toilet and put them there. In order to prevent someone from using too much force or pulling them intentionally, Fu Ying also stuck it in the space between two bricks and then stuffed a brick with the corner to hold it down.

In fact, you will most likely still have to listen to footsteps, but you won't see people as soon as they come in, and having a door curtain will give you a higher sense of security.

The best is of course a modern flush toilet. It doesn’t matter whether it is a toilet or not. Fu Ying is more accustomed to squatting, but she cannot be satisfied at the moment.

Fu Ying can only wait for her father to come back at the end of the year and discuss with him to see if they can repair it.

Li Xingying saw that she had finished quickly and looked at her with starry eyes, "Second Aunt, you are amazing! How did you sew it so quickly? You are almost as fast as my grandma!"

Fu Ying was ashamed. How could she compare to the old lady? Her generation was really amazing. They could make anything by themselves. Fu Ying could barely make something by herself and barely not fail.

"This is very simple. You will be able to do it if you come, but you don't need to do this."

"My grandma always says that I can't even sew clothes." Li Xingying feels that she can't do anything.

"It's not necessary to know everything. Everyone has their own interests and strengths. Just discover them slowly." Fu Ying comforted.

"Then what do you think I am suitable for?" Li Xingying asked subconsciously.

How could Fu Ying know? They had only known each other for a short time. "Don't worry about what others say you are suitable for. Just think about what you like to do and what you want to do."

Li Xingying was in deep thought while Fu Ying went straight back to studying.

Fu Ying decided to eat rice noodles for dinner. If she kept eating too simple, she would lose the joy of life.

She first boiled the rice noodles, then rinsed them with water. Then she took out a small bowl, put the chili powder, chicken powder, and pepper powder into it and mixed them evenly. Because she was going to mix the rice noodles, she added some soy sauce to make it more flavorful. She boiled the hot oil and poured it over the bowl of seasoning, which aroused the aroma and made her saliva flow unconsciously. Finally, she sprinkled chopped green onions and coriander, stirred it, and the sauce was ready.

Fu Ying let Xiao Heitan mix the food by himself and decide how much he wants to eat. If it’s not tasty enough, he can add more sauce.

Fu Ying took a large bowl, picked up some rice noodles and scooped a large spoonful of sauce into it. The rice noodles began to turn red and were dipped in chili powder, making them obviously ready to eat.

Fu Ying also scooped a little more on the surface and added some chili sauce to eat a few bites of the rice noodles.

This is the only sauce that Fu Ying uses that is never a failure. In fact, it mainly relies on chili powder, but it is simple and delicious. Fu Ying also uses this when making noodles.

After taking a bite, the chewy texture of the rice noodles satisfies your mouth, and the spicy taste fills your mouth, so spicy that you can't stop breathing.

Fu Ying loved it so much that she ate two bowls straight away. Xiao Heitan did the same, eating fast and a lot.