General, Madam Called You To Farm - Chapter 162
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General, Madam Called You To Farm
Chapter 162 – Climb onto the bed (1)
Translator : Moon Lee
Editor : Tea
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Su Ergou was a little reluctant and said, “Dad! I didn’t cut much, don’t throw them all away!”
“I know, I know!”
Even If Su Cheng said that, he still threw them away without any mercy, which made Su Ergou so distressed!
“Dahu, Erhu, Xiaohu, let’s try this with Yeye*!” Su Cheng picked them up one by one, grabbed their soft little hands, then grabbed the bamboo and threw it in.
*Yeye (爷爷) : paternal grandfather, a honorific title for a man of the same generation and age as one’s grandfather.
Pop!
Crack!
Pop Pop Pop!
The three little ones screamed loudly with excitement as they listened to the firecrackers they blew up!
It’s Xiaofu’s turn! It’s Xiaofu’s turn!” Xiaohu went to shake Father Su’s thigh, strongly protesting that his older brothers had already played two rounds!”
*T/N : Xiaohu likes to call himself Xiaofu, because he still can’t speak clearly like his older brothers, so he still often spelled the words wrong.
It could only be blamed on Father Su for being unable to distinguish the three little guys apart, and often held them wrong from time to time.
“Okay, okay, it’s Xiaohu’s turn.” Father Su said while putting down Dahu.
As soon as he turned his head around, the one that he hugged was Dahu again.
Xiaohu tightened his fists and shook his little arms, while saying frantically, “Yeye, I’m Xiaofu ah!”
-shook arms
Wei Ting stood in the corridor, quietly watching the scene, with a hint of softness flashing in his eyes, and with complicated feelings.
They were very happy here, but one day, he would have to take them away.
While they were busy playing with firecrackers, Su Xiaoxiao quietly entered the room.
Wei Ting’s room.
She closed the door gently.
His room was originally a small warehouse, and the door latch had broken long ago and had not been repaired.
However, at this moment, the whole family was setting off firecrackers outside, so they probably wouldn’t come over.
-door latch
There was a large hanging scale in Wei Ting’s room, which was brought back by Father Su when he was still in the business of escorting.
The original owner used this scale to weigh herself. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have known that she weighed 200 catties.
The large hanging scale required two people to carry the pole, and one person to hold the scale.
This was not difficult for Su Xiaoxiao.
She found the pole and hung it in between two cabinets, and hung a basket.
The quality of this basket was really good, it could hold up to 200 catties.
Ummm.….. Was this scale really not used for weighing pigs?
Su Xiaoxiao hung up the heavy scales and set it at the weight of 200 catties.
She had been on a diet for a month. So it was reasonable to say that she didn’t weigh 200 catties.
However, he was wearing such thick clothes and shoes, so no matter what, it would still add several catties on the scale.
It was worth mentioning that the weight in ancient times was different from modern times. It was not one catty for ten liang*, but one catties for 16 liang. How else could everyone say half a catty for 8 liang?
*Liang = unit of measurements.
As for the specific weight, it varied from dynasty to dynasty.
Just take this Great Zhou Kingdom as an example. She had once measured it with a measuring cup she had brought out from the pharmacy.
The one liang here was thirty grams, and one catty was 480 grams.
Therefore, strictly speaking, she weighed less than 200 catties.
“I lost eight catties out of nothing! I’m really smart!”
Su Xiaoxiao raised her chin proudly, shook her little fat body, and began to weigh herself.
She praised herself to be a skilled worker, as for the several failures she made in the process, no need to mention it.
Fortunately, she still had some knowledge in engineering. After moving things, tossed around and sweating profusely, she finally weighed herself.
185!
She lost a whole 15 catties!
No, there’s still clothes!
When weighing, not a single piece of clothing was innocent!
Su Xiaoxiao decisively stripped off her clothes.
Let’s weigh it again!
On the other hand, Xiaohu was sleepy. He pulled Wei Ting’s hand to look for Su Xiaoxiao everywhere.
“Mom, want mom.”
He said in a milky voice.
Dahu and Erhu were still in high spirits, playing firecrackers with Father Su and Su Ergou.
Xiaohu went to Su Xiaoxiao’s room first.
“Mom.”
Then went to the kitchen at the back.
“Mom.”
“Not here.” He raised his head and looked at Wei Ting with aggrieved eyes, “I want mom.”
The door of Su Ergou and Father Su’s room was open, it was pitch dark inside, obviously no one was there.
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