But who would have thought that Ye Rong, the eldest daughter who had been cherished and loved in the past, now uses these needles and threads learned from her own to do small handicrafts, a handiwork that can earn fifty cents, She has done more in one day, and can achieve 50 or 60, which is just enough for their mother and daughter's daily living expenses.
And this kind of work, she also cherishes it very much, because if you don’t do this, she really has nothing to do, and without this income, she may only be able to drink the cheapest milk powder. How can there be a good camp in the cheap milk powder.
"You are well now," Ye Rong squeezed her daughter's beautiful little feet. "It's good to eat milk recently, and it's all grown a little bit of meat, but if you are so good, you can save your mother. Less time, so my mother will do a few more handicrafts and earn us some money."
She lowered her head and was busy, and now she doesn’t worry about her daughter anymore. Her daughter is very good now, and she knows to be considerate of her mother. She is not noisy at all. It’s a pity to earn up to 50 yuan, but it’s a pity that even if she has more time and faster hands, it’s impossible to achieve many, and this is still coming from her eyes.
She put down half of her handwork, then stood up and saw what happened to her quiet daughter.
It turned out that Xiao Yanhuan had grabbed the corner of the quilt and fell asleep.
Ye Rong touched her daughter's diaper. Fortunately, there was no wet one.
Ye Rong really distressed her daughter. The children of other people are all using diapers, but her Huanhuan has never used it, because she really has no money to buy that for her daughter. She even has milk powder. I can't afford it.
She uses diapers for her daughter, which is good when they are dirty. This saves a lot of money and buys a few bags of milk powder for the child.
Now my mother can buy you a bag of milk powder for two working days, so you don’t have to be hungry any more, and you don’t have to mix batter and rice soup.
Ye Rong is also taking advantage of her daughter's recent obedience, so she wants to do more, so that she can earn more money, and there are more places to spend money in the future, no matter how she is, she can't Wronged her daughter.
In the evening, Yan Huan had drank her milk and began to stretch her arms and legs on the bed alone, while she was still young, and mostly exercised to prepare for future walks.
However, since she became a child, she feels that she has really become a lot of childish, and she still likes to chew on her little feet. I don't know where to learn from.
In other words, when she was born again, her body became a baby when she was born again, and her achievements turned into a baby's temperament.
She put down her little arms and calves, and instead looked at the small quilt covered by her body. The small quilt was all her own sweet milk fragrance. Maybe it was because she liked to bite the quilt in her previous life. Yes, it was caught by others. Until now, she was born again, but still there is such a movement unconsciously. She likes to bite the horn.
Just like now, she was still thinking about everything, and as a result, after a while, she would bite her horn into her mouth again.
And when she reacted, she would get wet by the horns.
But she was still biting.
She really wants to grow up, and she is going to grow up now. Is there a way to grow three times a day, so that at least she can help her mother work, so she doesn’t have to work so hard for her mother, It was in the end that I had such a serious illness. In fact, Ye Rong was not sick. All of her illnesses were either because of something else, or because they were too bitter and tired.
Yan Huan twisted her little face, only to find that her small body was too weak. It was impossible to see what she was doing now, even sitting up was difficult. She had not evolved into a reptile. What? She is still soft, and she seems to have no bones.
She grabbed her little quilt, then rolled over to the side, and then over again, and for a while she seemed to find something interesting.
It was as if she had recovered the ownership of her small body, but the children were soft, just like she is now.
The bones in the whole body are soft, and even her head can't hold up. She finally turned to a good place, and then used these little hands with little strength to grab the quilt on the side, which cost nine cattle and two tigers. It was her strength that covered the quilt on her body. She had to cover it now. She was young and she couldn't get sick.
She had three children herself, how to take care of the children, of course, she will not forget, as for the many things behind, just because she is sick, but now she is not sick, her memory is very good, she remembers The things of the last life are also the things of the last life, of course, everything of this life will be remembered.
Start remembering from an early age.
Of course, she knew how to take care of the three children at home.
The first is that she can't catch cold. She treats her three children as well as herself. After she covers herself with the quilt, she sees Ye Rong sitting on the side. She is holding the needle and her fingers are threading through the needle. And she has put a lot of handmade dolls around her. This is what she made today, and there should be dozens of them by now, but Ye Rong is still not satisfied, she yawned a bit, She regained her spirit and continued to do it, but she seemed to remember something again, and then she lowered her needle.
As soon as he looked up, he met his daughter's **** and white eyes.
Since she came out of the house, she has no relatives and no reason. She has no friends. She has nothing. She doesn't even know how she will live tomorrow, but it is different now.
She has a daughter, and she is looking forward to tomorrow tomorrow, thinking about whether her daughter will be able to regain a little bit tomorrow, whether she can talk or walk.
She came over and hugged her daughter up. It was only a moment before I saw you that you were crazy and even put yourself in such a posture.
Yan Huan just laughed. What else could she do besides laugh?
Of course it is laughter, or silly laughter.
All she can do now is to obediently breastfeed, obediently not to quarrel with her mother, and then grow up obediently.
"Okay, go to sleep, Ye Rong puts her daughter away, and then covers the little quilt on her.
"Mum still has to be busy for a while, and you can come over to accompany you when you are busy, and when mom earns enough milk powder for us today, we can rest."