She went into the house, opened the lid of the pot and saw that the chicken was almost cooked, so she added green peppers and onions.

She also pulled out the dough that she had soaked in water earlier and put it in, then boiled it for a while.

It was almost cooked, so Fang Zhiyi took a piece of cloth and put it on the table, then put on gloves and brought the casserole to the table.

"Zhilin, it's time to eat. Come and see what delicious food your sister made today. Can you smell the fragrance?"

Fang Zhilin dropped the wooden toy in his hand, ran to the front of the table happily, and said happily around the table:

"I just smelled it, sister. Are we eating meat today? That's great. I haven't smelled this fragrance before. It smells so good."

"Yes, today we are having chicken cooked in a way you have never tasted before. There are also many delicious vegetables in it. You should try them all later."

"Okay." Fang Zhilin nodded vigorously when he heard him say that.

"Okay, go wash your hands. The water I just poured is still hot. After you wash your hands, we'll have dinner."

The two of them ate a steaming hot meal in a warm house.

Fang Zhiyi added enough honeycomb coal into the stove, so the temperature in the room rose quickly, and the doors and windows were closed tightly.

Only a small gap is left to ensure air circulation.

So after a while, the temperature rose significantly. At least it was not as cold as when I first came in, and my hands and feet were frozen.

After they finished their meal, they both felt completely warmed up. They didn't even finish the whole chicken.

Fang Zhiyi put it in the cupboard. It wouldn't go bad anyway, and he could heat it up and eat it in the morning.

After finishing the meal and clearing the table, Fang Zhilin was sent out to play, while Fang Zhiyi continued to go outside to carry out his own snow clearing project.

It took nearly half an hour to finally clear the snow outside. At this time, someone had just arrived at eight o'clock.

Fang Zhilin saw her come in, and began to chatter around her, talking about what happened today, what they had eaten, and what they did.

Fang Zhiyi closed her eyes on the sofa, listening to him chattering non-stop. Occasionally, she could hear the crackling sound from the stove. At that moment, she felt satisfied and wished that time could stop at this moment.

After lying down for a while, Fang Zhiyi cleaned up everything outside, went to circulate the air, and then took Fang Zhilin to sleep.

The next day, Fang Zhiyi sent Fang Zhilin to Niu's house as usual.

…

A few days later, New Year's Day arrived. In that era, it was very difficult for people to have enough to eat, so there were no special ceremonies on New Year's Day.

It was just a simple greeting when they met. Fang Zhiyi had enough food and drink, but it would be meaningless if he celebrated alone without anyone else.

So I made a few more dishes that day, just to celebrate New Year's Day.

However, although no one took any action, the streets were still busier than usual that day, and everyone had a smile on their face.

After New Year’s Day, we enter the new year.

There were a few days after New Year's Day when the weather was very good. Fang Zhiyi was feeling unhappy and always bothered other people, so he continued to take Fang Zhilin to work.

If you wrap him up in a cotton-padded jacket and have him sit in the back of the car with one layer of jacket covering the other, he'll be round and look like a ball.

Although he has to wear so many clothes every morning, Fang Zhilin is still very happy to be able to go to work with his sister.

At home, although he has friends to play with, he still prefers to rely on Fang Zhiyi.

Every hour or two at home, he would look up, hoping that time would pass quickly so that he could see Fang Zhiyi earlier.

No matter how well he plays with his friends, he will always choose Fang Zhiyi first.

Fang Zhiyi also knew that he was more dependent on himself, and it would always be uncomfortable to live under someone else's roof in someone else's home.

You always have to be more careful than when you are with your family. After all, when you are in someone else's home, you can't do whatever you want like you do at home. You also have to consider other people's expressions.

So being in someone else's home is never as comfortable as being in your own home.

Besides, there aren’t many games to play in this era, and the ones that have been played in the past are all the same games.

The weather is getting cold, and many parents are reluctant to let their children go out to play. When Aunt Niu is watching them at home, she doesn't like them going out to play either.

She had the same consideration as Fang Zhiyi. No matter how good she was to Fang Zhilin, it was not his child after all. If he really caught a cold, what would Fang Zhiyi think?

After all, they are not your own children, so you have to be careful in everything you do.

If it is his own child, then if he catches a cold, he catches a cold. If he does something wrong, it is okay to slap him twice. After all, it is his child.

It’s different if it belongs to someone else, no matter how good the relationship is.

Yesterday I just let them play by themselves at home. How could they be happy?

So after he was able to walk again, Fang Zhiyi took Fang Zhilin to and from get off work every day, and at most she would wrap him up thicker.

Fortunately, in the past few months, Fang Zhilin has been eating well, gaining weight, and growing a little taller. His physical condition is much better than before.

Unlike before, it is obvious that they are malnourished. Although Fang's father and mother have provided them with the best, in this era of material scarcity, which child is not like that?

This is because Fang Zhiyi has space, this cheating tool. If he didn't have it, their lives wouldn't be much better.

After having that space, Fang Zhilin was able to become plump and healthy, and his physique improved a lot. He did not catch a cold or fever this winter.

So Fang Zhiyi can feel more at ease taking him to and from get off work every day.

In this way, a few days after New Year's Day, I took him to and from get off work every day.

On January 8th, Fang Zhiyi got off work as usual and went home carrying the vegetables and pastries he had bought earlier.

Fang Zhilin sat in the back seat, carrying his backpack obediently like a little dumpling, with only his eyes showing.

All the things he bought were placed on the handlebars. Although it was a bit inconvenient to ride the bike this way, it was so cold that Fang Zhilin couldn't carry them from behind, so he had to place them on the handlebars.

At this time, Fang Zhiyi was still very happy. After all, the New Year would be coming in a month, and she thought her uncle would come back eventually.