335 From now on, everyone lives in their own destiny

When Fu Lei was in trouble, many of his comrades came to visit him at home and asked if they needed help.

Zhou Linglan was immersed in grief at the time. She thanked everyone for their kindness but did not accept their help.

Among them, Cao Guohua brought the most things, ranging from rice, oil, meat and vegetables to money and furniture. Although there were a lot of things, it was not particularly abrupt to send them together with his comrades.

Zhou Linglan did not want to disappoint everyone's kindness, so she symbolically left some rice and oil and other things, and returned the rest.

Especially the money and some valuables, she did not accept any of them.

She had a good memory and remembered how to tie the knot of this package, and even more remembered who had this small package.

But she didn't remember why this thing was left behind and was pressed at the bottom of the box.

Zhou Linglan thought about it, wrapped the things again, and took them out to the cowshed at the back.

These days everyone goes to bed early, especially in winter, everyone wants to eat their meals under the quilt, eat dinner early, and go to bed early.

Since Cao Guohua moved in, Zhou Linglan has never come here once, and even avoided this road.

Zhou Linglan stood in front of the cowshed. A faint light came through the crack in the door. The people inside should not be asleep yet.

She put the things down, knocked on the door three times lightly, and turned to leave.

She didn't walk faster on purpose, but walked back at her normal walking speed, without looking back once.

When Cao Guohua put on his clothes and opened the door, he could still see her slim back in the moonlight.

Cao Guohua did not call Zhou Linglan, but stared at her back deeply until she completely disappeared around the corner, then he slowly retracted his gaze and bent down to pick up the things on the ground.

The gold bracelet left to him by his ancestors weighed several taels. It was a family heirloom of the Cao family and the only valuable thing in the family. They

went on a mission together, Fu Lei died, and he came back alive. He was very sorry, but he could do nothing and could not help them.

Zhou Linglan refused to accept even a small amount of money, so she would definitely not accept such a valuable thing.

He had no choice but to find a box to put it in when there were many people at the memorial service.

He thought that even if she saw it in the box one day, she would just think it was something left behind by the Fu family.

In case it could be used in an emergency, it would be worth some money.

He clearly didn't say anything and didn't make any marks, so he didn't know why she was so determined to send it back to him.

Cao Guohua held the package tightly, calculated the time, and knew that it was time for him to leave.

In the past few years, he has been keeping a low profile and has never said a word to Zhou Linglan. He just stood behind her silently, hoping that one day when she really needed help, she would not be left alone.

It would be best if it was not useful, and he would just be invisible.

Fortunately, although she had a hard time in the past few years, she finally got through it safely.

After returning from Fu Zhengtu, he knew that it was time for him to retire.

Cao Guohua returned to the bed, lit a cigarette, and pulled out a yellowed photo from the bedside.

Fu Lei kept the wedding photo of Fu Lei and Zhou Linglan by his side all year round, and would take it out to look at it from time to time.

Cao Guohua gave all of Fu Lei's belongings to Zhou Linglan, leaving only this photo.

Zhou Linglan in the photo was very young and beautiful, with a gentle smile. I don't know how many young gay men admired her.

He was also there on the day Fu Lei rescued Zhou Linglan.

In the past, when Fu Lei took out the photo to look at it, he would always take the excuse of teasing to snatch it over to take a few more glances.

His interactions with her were limited to taking a few more glances at their wedding photo.

Some things are missed at one step, and then missed at every step.

This is the only way for this life.

Cao Guohua struck a match and lit the wedding photo of someone else that he had carried with him for many years.

The ashes fell, and the north wind blew through the leaky cowshed, taking away the dust-free ashes. From then on, they went their separate ways.

...

Fu Yuanhang and Mumu had a good sleep and got up early the next morning.

They were only staying for one day, and Mumu felt that they had to seize the time to have fun.

Mumu stretched lazily: "Ahhang, where are we going to play today?"

Fu Yuanhang said: "I have to help my mother pack things, so I may not have time to play. I'll take you to dig sweet potato holes in the afternoon."

"Ah?" Mumu was confused, "Do we need to dig holes for sweet potatoes?"

Fu Yuanhang said: "There are some un-dug sweet potatoes in the field. We can just dig a hole in the ground, put some charcoal in it and roast it. The sweet potatoes roasted in that way are the most delicious."

He hasn't eaten it for a long time. In the past, when he was hungry, he would go to his own private plot to find a sweet potato and dry it like this. It tasted better than any other way of eating.

The charcoal ash from roasting sweet potatoes can be used as fertilizer. The sweet potatoes planted in the place where the sweet potato holes were roasted will be bigger and sweeter next year.

Mumu blinked and raised his thumb: "Wow, this must be so fresh. Let's pack up and go make sweet potato nests!"

Zhou Linglan got up early and made egg drop porridge for the children. She put two eggs in the bottom of the bowl, added two tablespoons of boiling white rice porridge and stirred it, then added some chopped green onions, a few drops of sesame oil, and a proper amount of soy sauce. It was a bowl of luxurious and delicious egg drop porridge that was only cooked to entertain distinguished guests in this era.

Mumu had never eaten such delicious egg drop porridge, and it was so delicious that his teeth fell out.

"Godmother, the egg drop porridge you made is so delicious, I have never eaten such delicious egg drops!"

Although Aunt Zhong was stingy, Mumu had never lacked nutrition since he was a child. He could eat eggs frequently, otherwise he would not be so healthy.

Fu Yuanhang said: "The eggs laid by the chickens we raise ourselves in the morning are cooked right away, how can they not be delicious?"

Mumu nodded: "That's right, it's the same as sweet potatoes, they are so fresh if you roast them directly without digging them out."

"Are you going to dig sweet potato nests?" Zhou Linglan asked.

Mumu nodded: "Yes, yes, Ah Hang said that the sweet potatoes roasted this way are the most delicious."

Zhou Linglan nodded: "It is very delicious, then go there at noon, kill the hens at home, and roast some."

Mumu blinked: "Kill the hens? Who will lay eggs in the future?"

Zhou Linglan smiled and said, "It's inconvenient to carry them on the road. If you don't eat them, you have to give them away. If you want to raise them, you can raise them as chicks again when you get there."

"Kill them!" Mumu nodded heavily, "You must kill them and eat them. After killing them, you should roast them immediately. They are so fresh!"

Mumu finally understood that if the ingredients are fresh, they will taste good no matter how they are cooked! Give them away? No way, it's better to eat them yourself!

After breakfast, the three of them packed up their things quickly. Zhou Linglan had to take a lot of things with her when she left. Zhou Linglan had stored a lot of mountain products alone.

Mumu suggested: "Mom, we have so many mountain products at home, why don't we take some to the city and sell them. City people will surely love these good things."

Zhou Linglan said: "If we don't sell them, we can take them and share some with each family. There aren't many things anyway."

"Mom, let's pack up the things that can be mailed, and ask Uncle Niu to take us to the post office in the afternoon to send the things that can be mailed first. The train is very crowded and we can't carry so many things." Fu Yuanhang said.

Mumu raised his finger: "That's a good idea. Godmother, you don't know that the trains are really crowded near the end of the year. Ah Hang and I are almost squeezed into persimmons."

Zhou Linglan nodded: "I thought so too, but I plan to mail it on the way tomorrow morning. However, there are too many things. I can give Uncle Niu some money to make a trip in the afternoon." Mumu

: "It's settled. Let's pack up quickly and go mail the things after eating roast chicken and sweet potatoes!"

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