Chapter 335 Little Nuobao dreams of his mother
The cold wooden chair was covered with a thick cushion. The little fat girl sat on it happily, her legs not even touching the ground, and she just swung back and forth.
Seeing that the stove in the school was smoking and it was difficult to light a fire, Feng took off her outer jacket and wrapped Little Nuobao tightly from head to toe, making him into a small "meat dumpling".
Soon everyone was there, and the village chief looked around and rubbed his hands.
"You have all heard from the officials that in a few days, our village will have new households. Don't think I am nagging you. I still have a few words to say in advance."
"Although refugees are outsiders, they were forced to come here because of the war. They are miserable people. So our village must not learn some bad habits and then exclude outsiders and squeeze out other people. Did you hear that?" The village chief smacked his pipe.
Everyone nodded.
After thinking for a while, the village chief said seriously, "Also, if they have any difficulties, as long as it is not troublesome, we will help them if we can. We are fellow villagers, so we should get along well with each other. It will not harm us."
These words touched everyone's heart.
Although the villagers were not happy at first when they knew they were going to take in refugees, they thought carefully that if they really wanted to come, they would definitely be friendly.
"Don't worry, village chief, as long as they are easy to get along with, we will definitely have no objection." Mrs. Liu responded.
"Yes, village chief, it's cold now and there is no work to do in the fields. When they move in, we will go and help together." Zhang Xiucai also nodded kindly.
The village chief felt more at ease. He remembered something and continued to discuss with everyone.
"There is another thing. There are five households in total. It won't work if they only have a place to live without farming." The village chief stroked his beard.
"So I was thinking, the land of Wang Daxi's family and the Ding family who were driven away earlier have been vacant, why not give some to the new households and see what you think."
After all, farmers rely on the mountains for their livelihood, and
if they have land, they can live on the land. If they don't have arable land, they can't survive no matter which village they are resettled to.
The villagers are living a better life, and they don't envy the vacant land, so no one has any objections.
After the agreement was reached, Feng turned to the village chief and said, "Thank you for your concern. They are new here, so they must be short of food and clothing. Since we don't need to provide porridge anymore, let's give them some of our porridge, even if it's from the village."
The village chief was very happy, "That's great. Thank you very much."
Zhang Xiucai also said, "I wonder how many children these five families have? When the time comes, I will call them to the school, where they can learn to read and write with me, and have snacks from Aunt Jiang every day."
Speaking of snacks, the villagers were all happy.
Since last year, the Jiang family set a "welfare" of providing two snacks to the children in the school every day, and the children were very happy.
"I brought a bag of peach cakes home the other day, guess what? Xiao Wangfu refused to eat them, saying they had a rancid smell and were not as good as the ones the Jiang family gave him." Yang Tianmei smiled and shook her head.
Gu the widow also clapped her hands, "My little brat is the same, he sits in the school for a whole morning every day, and he still can't recognize a few words, but he knows the names of those snacks by heart!"
Everyone was talking and laughing, and the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed.
Xiao Nuobao clenched her little meaty hands and was about to bend her eyes, but at this moment, she was suddenly stunned again.
Huh?
Just now, she vaguely saw the image of the "cockroach" star shining in the sky above Dalui Village.
This star shines with the meaning of attracting jealousy and right and wrong, and is the star of villains.
Could it be that the village is going to attract villains?
But these are all later stories. It was almost noon, and the villagers had to go back to cook. Xiao Nuobao's stomach was also growling.
So the village chief dismissed the village meeting, and Feng took the small "meat dumplings" of the Lady Brand and went home to eat braised pork spine with garlic sauce.
The pig was freshly killed, the meat was fresh and the bone marrow was full. Li Qiqiao kept a few pieces that looked the best and brought them to the Imperial Master.
After lunch, Jiang Fenghu followed Yang Er and the others to help the refugees clean up the house in advance.
Li Qiqiao was still studying the recipes, frying, stewing and boiling around the stove.
After all, now even the Imperial Master's three meals a day had to be prepared by her.
Mrs. Feng took out some copper plates and gave them to Jiang Fengnian. "Big brother, this morning I saw that the stove in the school was not working properly. It was not only emitting smoke but also not easy to heat. Go buy a new one and replace it when you come back, otherwise the children will suffer in winter." As
soon as Fengnian left, Fengmiao jumped around happily.
"That's great, mother. The stove in our school was not working properly last year, and the stove plate was cracked! Now replace it with a new one. If Wangfu and I had arrived earlier, we could have roasted peanuts on it!"
"Roasting peanuts? You've been thinking about food all day long. Last year, you two secretly took the scholar's test paper, wrapped it with eggs and roasted it. As a result, Mr. Zhang was so angry that he quit his job and skipped classes for a day. You've forgotten about that." Mrs. Feng poked him on the head.
After that, she handed him the broom, "It's windy today, go sweep the dirt in the yard, I have to go to Xianquanju to check on the business later."
Feng Miao stuck out her tongue and pretended not to hear.
In the blink of an eye, she picked up the Cuju ball and ran to the village chief's house and disappeared.
Feng was so angry that she shouted from behind, "You go to play with Wangfu all day long, or I will go to your village chief's house one day and propose Wangfu to you!"
Hearing this, Xiao Nuobao and Li Qiqiao both laughed.
Xiao Nuobao lay on the kang, giggling, pinching his nephew's face for fun, while waiting for his second sister-in-law to cook new dishes.
Soon, Xiao Nuobao was sleepy. She rubbed her eyes, and her little head tilted and fell on the pillow.
But while she was sleeping, she suddenly had a strange dream.
The dream was hazy, with white light all around. Indistinctly, a pair of fragrant and soft hands touched her cheeks.
At the same time, the fragrance of plums also came to her face.
"Good boy."
"My dear."
"Go find your daddy, that's your daddy..."
The gentle voice was like thunder, making Xiao Nuobao's heart ache!
Such a familiar voice...
Such a familiar fragrance...
It's... It's her mother!
Little Nuobao shuddered suddenly, and raised his hands, as if he wanted to use all his strength to grab his mother's hands.
But soon, those beautiful and soft hands disappeared before his eyes.
Instead, there was a vast void.
"Mom... wuwu, don't be good..."
"Good boy, I miss you so much, good boy, don't want your stupid daddy anymore... I want you~"
Little Nuobao's nose was sour, and tears seemed to be unable to stop, falling non-stop.
At this time, Mu Yihan had just arrived at Jiang's house and wanted to see the little guy.
Who knew that as soon as he entered the inner room, he saw the chubby little girl leaning on the quilt, crying and twitching all over.
Chun Ge'er on the side was humming anxiously.
"Aunt~"
"Little Aunt, I'm here, I'm here!"
But Xiao Nuobao didn't hear anything at all, still immersed in her dream, tears streaming down her eyes, wetting the pillow and her sparse temples.
"Mom..."
"Don't go, take the little baby with you, mom..." The little baby cried so hard that his voice was almost hoarse.
Mu Yihan was stunned for a moment.
His eyes fell on the little red face of the little bun, and his heart seemed to be pinched, making him feel so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.
He pursed his lips, raised his cold fingers, wiped away the tears of Xiao Nuobao, and gently held her in his arms.
"Don't cry."
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