Qian's mother had already prepared breakfast and was standing in front of the gate, craning her neck to look forward to her daughter and grandchildren.
It has been almost ten years, and the mother and daughter have not had any intimate contact. Even her grandchildren, Qian's mother has rarely seen them. It would be a lie to say that she doesn't miss them. Qian's mother can only bury this longing in her heart.
Qian's mother only hopes that after this experience, her daughter will no longer push her parents away.
Breakfast had already been placed on the table in the Qian family's main hall.
Breakfast was millet porridge, four boiled eggs, four large meat buns, four steamed corn breads, and a plate of pickles.
Qian Chunhua was touched. Although she was not Xiaoxu, she still had the memory of Xiaoxu.
The Qian family was not wealthy, and the breakfast was so sumptuous because of the arrival of herself and her three children.
The eggs were the money that Qian's mother saved to exchange for silver, and she cooked them specially for the children that day. The buns were the ones that I asked my younger brother to bring home yesterday, and my mother was reluctant to eat them.
Comparing her husband's family with her own, Qian Chunhua once again lamented her own stupidity. She could have so cruelly rejected such a good family.
Qian Chunhua was determined that if she came by herself, she would treat her parents' family well on her behalf.
"Hurry, sit down and eat while it's hot." When Qian's mother saw her daughter and grandson, she happily asked everyone to take a seat.
Qian Xingshan followed at the end, laughing like a fool.
He picked up Zhao Qingfeng and put him on the stool in front of the table. Unfortunately, Zhao Qingfeng was too short and could not reach the table when he sat down, so he had to kneel on the stool to reach the right height.
Mother Qian took the eggs and placed them in front of Qian Chunhua, Zhao Qingsong and Zhao Xiaoling respectively. "Eat quickly."
Then he picked up the last remaining egg, cracked it, peeled the shell, and prepared to feed it to Zhao Qingfeng.
The three children were stunned, and they all looked at Qian Chunhua stupidly, as if to ask, can they eat eggs? In the Zhao family, they had no share of eggs.
Qian Chunhua nodded with a smile, indicating that the children could eat.
Qian Chunhua picked up the egg in front of him, carefully peeled it, and put it into Qian's mother's bowl.
"Mom, you eat."
Qian's mother's face was full of smiles. The daughter she once knew was here again.
At Qian Chunhua's insistence, Qian's mother finally ate one meat bun and one egg, and the remaining three meat buns and three eggs were shared by the three children.
The whole family enjoyed the breakfast very happily.
"Chunhua, what are your plans for tomorrow?" Qian's mother asked carefully.
Qian Chunhua: "Mom, tomorrow I will take Qingsong to the Zhao Family Ancestral Hall to revise the family tree. Then I will go to the county to buy the supplies that the family lacks."
Qian Chunhua finished speaking and smiled embarrassedly, "Mom, I'll have to trouble you to help me take care of the three children today. And Xingshan, I'll have to trouble you to help keep an eye on it while the wall at home is being built."
Qian's mother kept saying, "It's no trouble, no trouble."
Qian's mother secretly hoped that her daughter would bother her more.
Qian Xingshan: "Sister, after building the wall, do you want to build a kitchen?"
Qian Chunhua slapped his head and realized that he almost forgot.
He nodded quickly, "Yes, we will do it. I also want to make another kang. Do you know anyone in the village who can make one?"
Qian Xingshan and his mother were both surprised, as few people in the village were willing to use the kang.
People would rather carry the firewood from Lion Mountain to the county town to exchange for some money than use it themselves.
"Sister, do you really want to make a kang?" Qian Xingshan confirmed again.
He also didn't expect that his sister, who had been very frugal in the past, would change after his brother-in-law left.
Qian Chunhua nodded with great certainty, "Let's make a kang."
Qian Chunhua knew from his body's memory that Huangling was covered with snow throughout the winter.
Since there is snow, the temperature must be below zero degrees. If the kang is not heated, Qian Chunhua is worried that he will not be able to bear it.
Qian Xingshan: "Okay, Uncle Gu knows all these. I'll find him later and we can do it together then."
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