"Hey, Dad, I'm going to burn it..."

Fan Zhu pushed the pickled vegetables next to her towards Lin Yian again and said, "Let your father go. He is worried that there is not enough he can do for you. Try this pickled vegetable."

Lin Yian picked up a pickle and ate it slowly: "Grandma, I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities as a daughter. Dad doesn't have to be like this."

Fan Zhu took out a few balls of dimes from the kang cabinet and said, "Ah Ci, you are very similar to your father in this respect. You always look for the reasons in yourself first, but this is too tiring."

They are family members connected by blood and supporting each other, so why should they calculate so clearly?

Fan Zhu stopped talking and picked up a ball of red wool: "Your father is happy to do these things, let him do what he wants. Ah Ci, see which color you like? Grandma is happy to see her granddaughter wearing a new hat and a new scarf."

Lin Yian looked carefully and chose two colors: "Grandma, can you use that roll of gray wool to knit me a hat? And use the red one to knit me a scarf."

Fan Zhu took out the two colors chosen by her granddaughter and stuffed the rest back: "Okay. Just listen to our Ah Ci."

Being too polite, being too distant, may only keep you stuck where you are...

Lin Yian finished the last mouthful of porridge and began to clean up the dishes.

"Dad, where do you wash the dishes?"

Lin Anguo scooped some hot water into the iron basin beside him: "Put the bowl in to soak first, Dad will get you some cold water."

"Um."

After adding water to the basin, Lin Yian rolled up his sleeves, picked up the bowl skillfully and started washing it, and finished in a short while.

After Lin Yian put away the dishes, he picked up the towel beside him and wiped his hands, then scratched the back of his hands inconspicuously, leaving a few red marks.

This frostbite is really troublesome.

"Dad, wait for me. I'm going to get some clothes from the room."

Lin Yian ran back into the house and bolted the door. He took out a box of frostbite cream from the space and applied it carefully on his hands. The itching subsided a lot.

These chilblains are caused by washing clothes in cold water.

Li Jinli never touches water and buys a box of clam oil every year to protect her hands. But if she wants to boil a pot of hot water to wash clothes in winter, she will be scolded.

Wang Chunni said that it was a waste to wash clothes with hot water, and it didn't even get them clean, so she got several chilblains on her hands that were as swollen as small red carrots.

I just don't know if the person doing the laundry in that house deserves to use hot water to wash clothes.

"Auntie Wang, what are you doing? You need to heat water to wash clothes. Don't coal briquettes cost money?"

Li Jinli sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, and every now and then she would spit a melon seed shell onto the ground, making the whole house a mess.

This year, the radio that Li Yanzhuo promised to give her disappeared, and the new industrial ticket has not arrived yet.

Li Jinli felt that she couldn't save face in front of her friends. Without a new radio to show off, how could she hold her head up among her friends?

So he stayed at home all day and found fault with Wang Chunni.

Wang Chunni sat on a small stool and washed a large basin of Li Jinli and Li Yanzhuo's clothes.

After Li Jinli said this, Wang Chunni put down the thermos awkwardly.

"Lili, these coals for boiling water were picked up by Auntie. It's free."

Li Jinli brushed the melon seed shells off her clothes and snorted when she heard this: "Auntie Wang, your monthly salary is not enough to buy coal briquettes for our family. My dad doesn't have an easy time making money in the factory. If you can save the coal you pick up, wouldn't our family be able to buy a few dollars less coal briquettes?"

What else could Wang Chunni say? She could only continue washing clothes with cold water.

Although she was sitting next to the coal stove washing clothes and her body was warm, her hands soon turned red from being soaked in cold water.

Ever since Lin Yian went to the countryside, all the housework at home suddenly fell back on Wang Chunni.

Wang Chunni was almost too tired to straighten her back. It was not until now that she realized how much housework Yi'an had helped her with when she was around.

But……

If Yi'an is not allowed to go to the countryside, then Lili will have to go.

How can she and Yi'an continue to live in this family? Yi'an will be drowned by the spit of others.

She did this all for Yi'an's own good!

Wang Chunni scratched the itchy spot on her hand and continued washing clothes.

"Ah Ci, do you feel cold? Dad will give you some more hot water."

Lin Yian shook her head and almost threw off the hairpin in her hair: "Dad, there's really no need. The water is hot enough."

Her hands were almost scalded red, and she added hot water to cook the eggs directly.

"Dad, do we have clothes hangers at home? Can you bring me two?"

Lin Anguo stood up to get the clothes hanger, and Lin Yian took the opportunity to pour some disinfectant and softener into the basin.

Fortunately, she ordered the unscented versions, otherwise it would be hard to explain.

With Lin Anguo's strong support, several pieces of clothes were wrung dry and hung on the rack in the yard.

"Dad, is this really possible?"

Lin Yian touched his trouser leg which had begun to harden.

Lin Anguo took down some frozen clothes from the shelf nearby: "Dad will show you how to do it."

Fan Zhu watched her second son walk in with his little tail behind him, and she started knitting the scarf faster.

This is what father and daughter look like!

Lin Anguo first helped Fan Zhu sit on a chair, spread several pieces of clothes flat on the kang, picked up a shovel and added a few more pieces of coal to the kang.

Then Lin Yian saw that the clothes that were difficult to fold, after being placed on a small kang, bursts of white mist floated out.

The clothes gradually became dry.

Lin Yian couldn't help but lie on the edge of the kang and stare at the clothes.

"Hey, Ah Ci!"

"Hiss, it's so hot!"

Lin Yian blew air on his red, scalded hands.

Lin Anguo grabbed a handful of snow from outside and gave it to Lin Yian to hold. The burning sensation in his hands quickly subsided.

When Lin Jiancheng opened the curtain and walked in, he saw his little cousin playing with snow in her hands.

Ah Ci wants to play in the snow? Why not...

Lin Jiancheng had an idea in his mind.

Fan Zhu heard the sound of the curtain being lifted, looked up and saw that it was her eldest grandson coming over: "Xiaocheng is here."

Lin Yian also held the half-melted snow in his hand and called out, "Big Brother."

Lin Jiancheng smiled and took a towel from the shelf next to him and handed it to Lin Yian: "Grandma, Third Uncle. Ah Ci, the snow on your hands has melted, but you are still reluctant to throw it away."

"No."

Lin Yian took the towel and wiped his hands. Lin Jiancheng looked at Lin Anguo and said, "Uncle San, have you been driving the ox cart out in the past few days?"

"We are going to the commune's grain station today."

Grain station?

Lin Jiancheng thought it was a little strange but didn't think much about it: "Uncle San, my captain has to go to the county today for something. Could you give him a ride?"

Lin Anguo picked up the hat beside him and said, "I'm going to the back to lead the cows. You guys wait for me outside."

Lin Jiancheng also stood up: "Aci, come with me. Jianmao drove back yesterday, and Second Grandpa knew that Aci was back and wanted to meet Aci."