Strict Wife Of The '70s Manages The Household-Chapter 964

Lin Lan, “Then I have to take it apart when I do the laundry tonight. Oh, by the way…” She looked happy, “If I sew it on the buttonhole, it’ll probably be fine,” Dawang started to sweat when it was hung around his neck.

Even so, he resigned himself to her fiddling with it. After all, his father was wearing it too.

Erwang was very cooperative as he took it and tied one himself, “Mom, I feel refreshed when I put it on!”

Lin Lan patted him, “The Second Brother is the most considerate of mom’s efforts, such a good boy.”

With that, the father-son trio went out.

Dawang silently took off the red sachet and immediately felt a stare from his father. He put it in his pocket expressionlessly, “It’s fine as long as I wear it on me right?”

Han Qingsong thought that it kind of made sense, so he took it off and put it in his trouser pocket.

Erwang was happy with it, “I think it’s good. I want to popularize it to others and have them wear it too.”

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After they left, Lin Lan didn’t wake the other kids in a hurry. They were tired from the long summer days too, so she let them sleep a little longer.

She fed the chickens and ducks first before tying up the calamus and mugwort that the children had cut yesterday with straw ropes, attaching them to the gate and the door.

At this time, Maisui and Sanwang also got up and took the initiative to wear the sachets given by Lin Lan. Maisui tied it to her lapel while Sanwang picked three small gourds and hung them directly around his neck. Sanwang then went to the vegetable garden to help Lin Lan pick the vegetables before he weeded and caught some insects. Han Qingsong would tend to it later and water the vegetable garden when he comes home later.

Lin Lan asked Maisui to make breakfast and boil a dozen salted duck eggs in the pickle jar. She took the meat tickets issued by Han Qingsong, rode her bicycle to the Commune Butcher Group. There, she went to Old Man Tang’s son to buy a pound of pork belly, some offal and bones.

By the time she got home, Maisui had already made breakfast and prepared all the reed leaves. The glutinous rice she prepped last night had been soaked, so she went and found some big red dates, red beans, sesame seeds, etc.

“My daughter really is quick and nimble.” Lin Lan praised Maisui as she put enough two-layered pancakes and steamed cornbread in a small basket. With some side dishes such as stewed eggs and sauce, she added a bowl of small green vegetables blanched in salt water and mixed it with some lard. Finally, she prepared some egg drop soup to go along with the meal as well. In summer, people sweat a lot while working, so having some egg drop soup was good to replenish some salt and it was very suitable for drinking at this time.

With that, Maisui and Sanwang went to the field to deliver food.

Xiaowang sat at the table with a string of red gourds hanging around his neck as he peeled some duck eggs. He was afraid of wasting the egg yolk oil, so he carefully took the bowl while humming his own little song and beat a rhythm with his little feet, “Taro? Nonono, potato! For the Big Yuanxiao, we have some big zongzi. Would you like some mooncakes though? No! How about a bowl of dumplings? No, no! At most I can give you a taste of some spicy food…”