Seeing that it was getting late, Pei Tiantian left Gu Rong's house.
As soon as Pei Tiantian stepped out of the house, she exhaled a puff of mist, rubbed her little hands, and stamped her feet.
Gu Rong's room was so cold that even though she was wearing warm clothes, her hands and feet were still frozen after staying in the room for a while.
There is a brazier in every room of the Pei family to keep the house warm, and there are several large bags of coal in the woodshed for the whole family to use.
If he could give some of it to the villain, he wouldn't have such a hard time this winter.
Pei Tiantian thought silently and quickened her pace.
…
Gu Rong looked through the window at the departing little figure in a daze.
A cold wind blew in from the broken window, making Gu Rong's little face cold and stiff.
Gu Rong got up and went to the kitchen to boil a large pot of water. He then poured the water into a thermos, poured it into an enamel cup and drank a few sips. He held the enamel cup in both hands to dispel the coldness in his body, and then he felt his body gradually warming up.
He didn't know if it was his illusion, but Gu Rong always felt that the water he drank these past two days had a slightly sweet taste.
Gu Rong opened the lid of the rice jar and grabbed a handful of rice. The grains were plump and shiny, and there was a fresh fragrance.
When he was cooking yesterday, he ate several bowls of rice alone. At that time, he felt that this rice was different from the one sold usually.
The best rice in town didn’t taste as good as the rice Pei Tiantian gave him.
Gu Rong replaced the lid of the rice jar and looked at the sweet potatoes, corn and potatoes piled on the ground, as well as the sausages and bacon hanging from the eaves outside.
All these foods were given by Pei Tiantian, and the eggs, sugar, pork and other things in the yard yesterday were given by other people in the Pei family.
Gu Rong suddenly saw a small white bag in the gap in the corner of the stove.
He picked up the small bag, and on it...
It was written in some foreign language.
Gu Rong frowned and looked at it for a while. He really couldn't recognize what it was, but he vaguely felt that it was left by Pei Tiantian.
Maybe it was some treasure he didn't recognize.
Thinking of this, Gu Rong put the small white bag into the bedside table and locked it up, thinking of returning it to Pei Tiantian the next time she came.
…
After Pei Tiantian returned home, she told the Pei family that she would go to Gu Rong's house to study with him in the future.
"Calculating his age, Gu Rong should be in the second grade of elementary school."
Wang Ruizhen said.
"Yes, but Brother Gu Rong is very smart. He has already taught himself until the sixth grade. Grandma, since you have already decided to send me to school next year, why don't I start studying with Brother Gu Rong now, okay?"
Pei Tiantian hugged Wang Ruizhen's arm and acted coquettishly.
"In the sixth grade, that kid Gu Rong is so amazing?"
Wang Ruizhen was very surprised and thought for a while: "If that's the case, then of course it's good. Wanting to study is a good thing. Why wouldn't grandma forbid it?"
"But, Brother Gu Rong's house is so cold. I went to his house today and found that the window of his bedroom was broken. There was not even a brazier at home. I sat there for a while and it was so cold. I don't know how Brother Gu Rong survived alone."
Pei Tiantian pretended to complain.
Wang Ruizhen was stunned: "Is it really that cold?"
If Tiantian were to study there, wouldn't she easily get sick?
"Yes!"
"No, this won't work. How about this? Tomorrow is the weekend. I'll ask your eldest uncle and second uncle to go with you to Gu Rong's house to patch up his windows. They'll also bring a brazier from home and put it in the room where you study. That way, you two won't feel cold."
Wang Ruizhen said.
Pei Tiantian was delighted, but on the surface she still nodded obediently and left with her short legs.
After a while, Wang Ruizhen realized something and she frowned.
I don't know if she is too sensitive.
Why does it feel like the sweet girl is complaining in front of her on purpose?
It was just to let her speak and send something to Gu Rong's home.
Wang Ruizhen shook her head, thinking she was probably overthinking it.
Tiantian is only five years old, how could she have so many little thoughts?
The Pei family acted quickly. The next day, Pei Zhiwen and Pei Zhiqiang followed Pei Tiantian to Gu Rong's home.
Gu Rong was just coming back with a bundle of firewood on his back when he saw Pei Zhiwen, Pei Zhiqiang and Pei Tiantian standing at his doorstep.
Pei Zhiwen carried a backpack containing a few wooden boards, some tools, and an earthen brazier.
Pei Zhiqiang was holding a sack full of charcoal in his hand.
And the little girl Pei Tiantian was actually carrying a small floral cloth bag on her back. The bag was bulging with something unknown, but it looked quite heavy.
"Brother Gu Rong! I'm here to learn from you!"
Pei Tiantian gave Gu Rong a bright smile.
Gu Rong: ...
"Gu Rong, I heard from Tiantian that your home is a bit cold, so I brought you a brazier. Do you mind if we take the initiative?"
As Pei Zhiqiang spoke, his eyes lingered on Gu Rong's thin little body, with a long and heavy bundle of firewood on his back. A trace of pity flashed through his heart.
Pei Zhiwen also noticed what Gu Rong was wearing. His cloth shoes had several holes in them, revealing his red toes from the cold.
I thought to myself that it was a bit too miserable for an eight-year-old child to go out dressed like this in the cold winter.
"Uncle, Brother Gu Rong won't mind. Let's go in!"
Pei Tiantian pushed the door open without saying a word and ran inside with her short legs.
"This girl, running so fast by herself!"
Pei Zhiqiang couldn't help laughing.
Pei Zhiwen reached out to help Gu Rong take the firewood off his back, "Let me help you hold it."
Gu Rong was silent for a moment, but did not reject Pei Zhiwen's kindness.
He heard the voices of Pei Zhiwen and Pei Zhiqiang. The two brothers simply sympathized with him.
They were not like the people in other villages who, when they met him, smiled on the surface but cursed him in their hearts as a jinx.
Gu Rong followed them in, and the look in his eyes became a little complicated.
Pei Zhiwen put the firewood in the kitchen, carried the backpack and went to Gu Rong's house with Pei Zhiqiang.
Pei Tiantian had already sat down in front of the table very consciously, swinging her short legs and rummaging through her small floral bag.
There were several Chinese and math books, as well as a pencil and a notebook in the cloth bag.
As soon as Pei Zhiwen entered, he saw the leaky window, and the newspaper pasted on the window was rustling in the wind.
He took out a few pieces of wood from the backpack, as well as a nail and a hammer, and nailed the boards up to block the hole in the window tightly.
Gu Rong looked at the repaired window in a daze.
Pei Zhiqiang took out the earthen brazier, then took out some black charcoal from the sack and filled the brazier with it. He then took it to the kitchen, lit it, and brought it back.
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