Xia Weian and Song Qingyun came out of the space, both of them were a little excited. They lay side by side on the kang, their hands tightly clasped together.
They didn't say anything else, letting the complicated emotions slowly settle in their hearts.
In any case, if they can be reborn, they will have the opportunity to make amends to their daughters and have the opportunity to live a good life.
That’s great, that’s great.
The atmosphere in the courtyard is warm and beautiful.
The atmosphere in the Xia family's old house was completely different.
"Xia Weian, that ungrateful guy, actually had a falling out with his family over that money-losing girl, Da Niu." Old Mrs. Xia seemed unable to accept the reality and paced around the room in anger for several times.
"Stop turning, it makes my head hurt." Old Man Xia glared at Old Lady Xia impatiently.
"You just know how to yell at me. Now that the third brother's family is gone, look what we had for dinner. The dish made by Tian Guihua was all burnt." Old Mrs. Xia sat on the edge of the kang angrily.
"Over the years, the third brother's family has been in charge of everything inside and outside the house. The second brother's family has never been in the kitchen since Ziheng was born. It's strange that they can do well. Our family cannot do without the third brother's family." Old man Xia took a puff of his pipe, his narrow eyes full of calculation.
Old Mrs. Xia sighed, thinking of the messy kitchen today. After dinner, the boys ran away. The second son's daughter was unwilling to wash the dishes and kept saying that his back hurt.
In the end, the bowl was washed reluctantly only under her coercion.
Xia Jianguo, Zhao Meilan and Xia Zixuan went to the hospital. There was no one to take care of the little ones in his family. It turned out that these little ones were taken care of by Song Qingyun.
Every day when we go to bed, we are all clean.
Tonight, the little ones were as dirty as mud monkeys.
Tian Guihua said she didn't care about the older generation's children at all, saying she couldn't even take care of her own.
Alas, Tian Guihua is lazy and can’t be relied upon. The grandchildren at home are all treasures, and she is reluctant to order them around. It turns out that there are seven money-losing goods that she can order around at will...
Xia Weian's Xiaoqi is young and can do small chores well. During the day, she can go to pick grass for pigs with her money-losing sisters.
She doesn't have to worry about it. When she grows up, that will be seven betrothal gifts, enough for her seven grandsons to marry wives.
After getting married, they help out her parents' family, which is enough for her grandchildren to live a good life.
As a result... Xia Weian and Song Qingyun suddenly changed their temperaments.
Why is it...
Mrs. Xia suddenly thought of something. She grabbed Old Man Xia's sleeve and said, "Old man, the third and third brothers fell into the river today, and their temperaments changed drastically after they came back. Do you think they are possessed by ghosts?"
"Keep your voice down." Old Man Xia quickly covered Old Lady Xia's mouth.
Old Lady Xia immediately lowered her voice, "If he wasn't possessed by a ghost, how could his temperament suddenly change so drastically?"
Old Man Xia hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Take some time these two days to go back to your mother's house and ask Mrs. Wang in your village. If she can't help, give her some money and ask her to come over and take a look."
"good."
"Don't be reluctant to spend money. Nothing is more important than the return of the third brother and his family."
"I understand, don't worry."
The old man and the old woman chirped for a long time before going to sleep.
Early the next morning.
Song Qingyun got up early. When she got up, the children were still sleeping. They had done too much work yesterday and everyone was exhausted.
The courtyard was very quiet. There was no Old Lady Xia shouting at them to get up quickly, and no sisters-in-law urging them to work by making indirect accusations.
There are no mischievous boys causing trouble for others.
very nice.
Song Qingyun had a smile on his lips, a smile that felt a bit unreal.
When Song Qingyun sat up, Xia Weian also woke up. He sat up and asked softly, "What are you laughing at?"
"It's none of your business. Come and work when you wake up. Be gentle. The children are still sleeping." Song Qingyun said in a low voice.
"Well, while the weather is still cool, I'll go weed the backyard." Xia Weian said as he put on his clothes.
"I'll go make breakfast and try to finish cleaning the yard in the morning, then we'll go to the county. It's a pity we don't have tickets, otherwise I could take the children to a state-owned restaurant for dinner." Song Qingyun said with emotion.
"I'll go to the black market first to exchange our rice and flour for some tickets. Wife, in the next two years, we can only live in the village. In two years, when the harvest is better, we can do more." Xia Weian squeezed Song Qingyun's hand.
Song Qingyun patted him back and said, "Hurry up."
"Yeah." Xia Weian smiled, "After we settle down, let's study the children's future carefully."
"Um."
The couple tiptoed out of the house.
Xia Weian first filled the water tank with water, then went to the backyard with a sickle and hoe.
Song Qingyun simply tidied up the kitchen and began to prepare breakfast. They took out rice and flour from the space yesterday.
For breakfast, Song Qingyun prepared to make a big bowl of dumpling soup, which was hot and made of refined grains, so it must be delicious.
The dish Xia Weian brought back yesterday contained green onions. She took out two, washed them, and cut them into chopped green onions.
He took two more persimmons. The persimmons they grew here were different from the tomatoes of later generations. They were yellow and oval in shape, with a green tail.
The taste is better.
In his previous life, Song Qingyun was reluctant to buy other vegetables in the summer, and often ate candied persimmons at night. The sour and sweet taste made people feel relaxed.
Song Qingyun cleaned the persimmons neatly, cut off the green part at the tail, and chopped them into pieces.
After the side dishes were prepared, Song Qingyun lit a fire. She used a large clay pot in the morning, heated the pot, added lard, and sautéed chopped green onions. Then she added diced persimmons and stir-fried them until the persimmons released juice, then added water.
Added salt to taste.
While waiting for the water to boil, Song Qingyun scooped out two large bowls of noodles, added a small amount of water, and stirred them into small particles.
When the water boils, slowly add the ingredients to the pot. After a while, a pot of fragrant dumpling soup is ready.
Song Qingyun glanced around the room. The children were still asleep. She turned down the heat on the stove, found two cucumbers, smashed them, added some garlic and salt, and was thinking of adding some chili oil...
I remembered that there was no chili pepper at home.
Just mix it directly and eat it in the morning to feel refreshed.
The children were still sleeping at this time, so Song Qingyun simply packed up yesterday's clothes and put them in a basin. He said goodbye to Xia Weian and prepared to go to the river to wash them.
"Sister Yun, I remember there is a washing machine in the rest area of the warehouse. If you take a look, it would be faster if you use the washing machine directly." Xia Weian wiped the sweat off his forehead.
Song Qingyun's eyes lit up. "Okay, I'll go check it out. Listen for any noises. If the children wake up, call me."
"Okay, don't worry." Xia Weian responded.
Song Qingyun entered the space carrying the dirty clothes and walked quickly into the warehouse.
The rest area of the warehouse is at the back, with a small kitchen and a lounge. Inside the lounge, there is a storage box on the floor containing their daily clothes.
A double bed takes up almost half of the room, and a TV hangs on the opposite wall.
Song Qingyun curled his lips and hurried to the bathroom, where there was an old-fashioned semi-automatic single-cylinder washing machine...
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