"This is frostbite ointment, specially used to treat frostbite."
"This frostbite cream feels so good. What about this?" Nuonuo touched the knee brace on her knee again.
"This is called a knee brace. Your knees can't get cold anymore. If they get cold again, they'll be ruined."
“But…” Ning Nuonuo hesitated.
"Listen to me, if you still consider me your brother, then listen to me." Ning Hong sighed softly, "Don't worry, I'll make sure you have enough to eat and drink, and I definitely won't let you go hungry again."
"Brother, are you planning to marry into another family?" As if suddenly remembering something, Ning Nuonuo raised her head sharply. "Brother??????" To be honest, she didn't think there was anything shameful about marrying into another family. For her, her parents didn't leave a deep impression, but she saw the true colors of the Ning family members very clearly.
Therefore, she didn't care whether her surname was Ning or not, and she cared even less about the continuation of her family line.
However, being a live-in son-in-law is not easy.
Once you marry into the family, no matter what kind of person you are, others will look down on you, and you will have no status in the family.
She didn't want her brother to live his whole life being looked down upon.
The daughter of the butcher in town took a liking to the older brother, but the butcher only had one daughter. The butcher said that if the older brother was willing to marry into the butcher's family, his family would agree to let him bring her into the butcher's family.
However, the butcher's daughter was so...unremarkable that she was hardly worth mentioning.
His overweight figure was one thing, but his temper was something most people couldn't handle.
Otherwise, how could she be twenty years old and still not married?
"Don't talk nonsense, my brother will not marry into the family."
Even if he were to marry into another family, he should choose one he likes. As for that butcher's daughter, he simply cannot accept her.
"If it's not a marriage into the family, then how will the older brother find food?" "We only have this small bag of coarse grains left. This is to nourish you and can't be wasted."
When the topic of whole grains came up, Nuonuo suddenly remembered the bowl of porridge she had brought in and placed on the table. She had originally intended to feed it to her brother, but he had interrupted her, so she had forgotten about it.
Sigh, they're probably all dead by now.
"Brother, let me heat it up for you."
"I told you not to move. Wait here, brother will get you something good to eat." Seeing Ning Nuonuo lift the thin blanket and try to get out of bed, Ning Hong thought for a moment and brought out a space cotton quilt from the mall.
"elder brother?"
Ning Nuonuo was completely stunned.
What's this?
Where did my brother get this from? Is it a blanket?
So light?
“This was given to me by my father. He said he felt guilty towards us because he knew we had a hard life, so he prepared some dry food and blankets for us.”
"Is it really Dad?"
“Yes, it’s him.” Ning Hong nodded firmly.
"It seems Father's days down there weren't easy either. This quilt is so thin, how can it keep you warm? But it's still Father's heartfelt wish." Although it looks like it doesn't keep you warm and looks flimsy, it really feels comfortable to the touch.
Ning Nuonuo rubbed her face against the space cotton.
"This quilt is very warm, but it can't be seen by anyone, so I'm assigning this task to you alone."
“If we can’t let anyone see it, then I can sew an old quilt cover over it, and then no one will notice.” Ning Nuonuo’s eyes lit up.
The Ning family are like vampires, coming over every few days. They've taken over their land, and they're not satisfied with that; they're also trying to bleed their two children dry.
That's just too much. If they saw this new blanket, even if it's so thin, they'd probably want to take it.
"That's a good idea. I don't know how to sew, so I can only ask you for help."
"Leave it to me." Ning Nuonuo said and got to work immediately.
They had needles and thread, which was their only source of wealth.
It was left behind by her mother.
When her mother was at home, her only hobby was embroidery.
Although her embroidery wasn't very good and couldn't be sold for any money, her father bought her mother a lot of needles and thread because she liked it.
Watching Ning Nuonuo dig out a box of needles and thread from the bedside table, then take apart the tattered quilt on their bed, stuff the space cotton inside, and carefully sew it back on, Ning Hong's lips curled up.
I got out of bed and went outside.
Outside, everything was covered in white snow, everything was buried in the snow.
A gust of wind made him involuntarily shiver.
Their kitchen was right next to the door.
The village chief took pity on them and got the villagers to help build it up.
Although it may not be very aesthetically pleasing, it has certainly brought them a lot of convenience.
The firewood was inside the room.
He and his sister picked it up from the mountain in the autumn. They didn't dare leave it outside, because it would easily get damp and disappear.
Ning Hong boiled water, and once it boiled, she cooked a box of frozen pork and cabbage dumplings.
A faint aroma of meat wafted into the room, stimulating Ning Nuonuo's taste buds. Ning Nuonuo's hands, which were sewing the quilt, paused, and her eyes widened instantly.
Wait, what did she smell?
These are dumplings?
Since her mother remarried, she has never tasted dumplings again.
Every year during festivals, she would wander around the village, smelling the aroma of dumplings wafting from every household, her stomach rumbling incessantly.
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