Dian Dian blinked her big eyes and said, "Brother, how can you sleep with a steamed bun as a pillow? What if you wet the bed?"
Star:"……"
The little guy patiently explained to his sister, "It means that when there is snow in winter, firstly, the snow can freeze the little black bugs in the wheat fields, and secondly, the snow can keep the wheat fields warm, so there will be a good harvest the next year. It doesn't mean that you really have to sleep with steamed buns as pillows."
Diandian understood, "Brother, you are amazing. You know everything."
The wooden cart is also old.
Squeak, squeak.
On the way home, waves of notes were heard.
This was the countryside in the 1980s.
Although poor.
However, the warm steam coming out of the chimneys of every household made Zhou Sese feel the warmth of her long-lost hometown.
Sheng Xijiang walked beside him and said, "Our family made it to Guandong in the 1920s."
Although Zhou Sese had heard of this migration and even watched a TV series about it.
Sheng Yingying also chattered, "I've also heard from my mother that my great-great-grandfather carried a shoulder pole with two sons on both ends, and the four of them made their way here. But when they got here, they found that life wasn't as good as the legend said. But fortunately, they were hardworking and built a home here with their own hands."
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