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Chapter 537 How Do You Feel?

Gu Yunyao was in a good mood and rode back, taking a sneak peek at the cotton field in the space.

It was found that some cotton berries were ripe and ready for picking.

She was so happy that she simply found a suitable place to wait, picked the cotton and took it back across the open road.

She did what she thought of and looked at a small forest around her.

Ride the car in and enter the space with the bike and the things on the car.

I looked at the place where the little naughty boy was sleeping. Why hasn't he woke up yet?

The upgrade is far away, I really miss it!

If the little naughty boy was here, she wouldn't have to worry about the farm work in the field at all, and now she has to do it herself.

Sighing, he immediately commanded his powers to pick the ripe cotton bolls, and he picked two sacks in a short time.

Not wanting to attract attention, she put the fabric from the back seat of her bicycle into a sack.

He walked out of the space, tied a sack containing cotton bolls and a sack of fabric to the back seat of his bicycle, and continued to drive home while shaking.

Afraid of being stared at when entering the village, I rode forward quickly as soon as the car entered the village.

On the way, someone curiously saw her coming back carrying two large sacks of things. Just as they were about to strike up a conversation, she disappeared on her bicycle.

When she arrived at the door of her house, she let out a sigh of relief.

People in the village are very idle at this season, and there are too many people who like to gossip.

When she pushed the bicycle into the yard, she found that several children had not returned from the cattle pen.

At home, only Wang Xiulan and her two children were reading.

I muttered in my heart, let my daughter-in-law listen to it next time, don't stay at home like a doormat.

She carried the two sacks into the house respectively. Wang Xiulan heard the noise and wanted to help, but she stopped her.

"Xiulan, don't move, mother will carry you."

Wang Xiulan murmured in her heart: What's in the sack?

Gu Yunyao was worried that she would think too much, so she said to herself: "Mom bought the cloth and cotton, and I will find someone to make cotton-padded clothes tomorrow."

Wang Xiulan was shocked. Her mother was so awesome. She said she went to buy cloth and cotton, but she bought them all.

That day, she found her elegant cotton-padded clothes from last winter, and found that they were too small and torn to wear. She was worried about what to do, but now the problem was solved.

After Gu Yunyao moved the sacks in, he felt his daughter-in-law's joyful mood, raised her lips proudly, and immediately went to the kitchen to cook.

Before the meal was finished, several children came back.

Lu Dajun came to the kitchen and said, "Mom, Mr. Xiao asked for some paper and pen and said they wanted to write a letter home. After writing, they asked us to help mail it. I agreed."

Gu Yunyao then remembered that these people were sent to the cowshed and locked up.

Of course, contact with the family has been cut off. Even though the management is now loose, the captain does not dare to start such a thing.

What they look forward to most is to ask about their family members.

She said considerately: "Dajun, if you have an envelope at home, get some paste and send it. Whoever writes a letter home doesn't want anyone to see it."

"Mom, I told them to send them envelopes, but Mr. Xiao said no, he said he could trust us."

Gu Yunyao murmured in her heart that the people in Niuzhen were really cautious in doing things.

"They will definitely be able to finish writing the letter tonight. You can go there tomorrow morning and send them more envelopes and some paste."

"Okay mother!"

The next morning, Gu Yunyao had just made breakfast.

Lu Dajun, who went to deliver the envelopes, came back with three sealed envelopes.

"Mom, there are only three letters. Who in the family can go to town to help mail them?"

Gu Yunyao asked doubtfully: "Who didn't write a letter?"

"Leader Wang Meng!"

"Why didn't he write a letter home?"

Lu Dajun was also confused, "Mom, I don't know either..."

Gu Yunyao thought of something quickly, and suddenly felt sad. That man was full of pride, but he didn't even have anyone he cared about in this world.

She held back her emotions and said, "Okay, leave these letters to me."

Lu Dajun asked doubtfully: "Mom, do you think Wang will lead him?"

Gu Yunyao warned: "Don't think nonsense and pretend you don't know anything. Don't make him feel uncomfortable."

Lu Dajun hid his doubts in his heart and nodded readily, "Okay, mother!"

Last night, Gu Yunyao dried the cotton berries.

I originally planned to go to Mrs. Zhao after breakfast and ask her to help sew cotton-padded clothes.

In the past, my daughter-in-law made all the cotton-padded clothes at home.

Now Xiulan is taking the time to review, so don't make things more difficult for her.

When the time comes, ask Sister-in-law Zhao whether she wants money or cotton-padded clothes. You can't let her work in vain.

At this moment, it is better to take the letter to the town and mail it away.

Yesterday, when she came back from town with so much cloth, she felt guilty when she saw the expectant eyes of her two little granddaughters.
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