"Let's just hide it here. These dried fish and meat are fine, but you can't leave the fruit here. It has a fruity aroma, so you have to eat it quickly, otherwise someone will come in and smell it."
"Well, then eat it. Dad, what fruit do you want to eat? I'll get it for you."
Father Ying shook his head and said, "I don't like this. You and your mother can eat it. I'm old and can't eat cold food, especially in the winter."
Mother Yun sneered at him and said, "You talk like you're in your seventies or eighties. My daughter brought us a lot. Eat it. Once she leaves, we won't have any left."
Father Ying smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll eat it after I get better."
Ying Han urged the father, "Dad, drink more water. No matter what disease you have, just drink more water and it will be cured."
Father Ying smiled and said, "Drinking water can cure diseases, so we don't need a doctor anymore." But he also obediently drank a few sips of water in the cup.
The father and daughter looked at Ying's mother holding the cotton and cloth brought by Ying Han, and discussing what to make for Ying's father. Ying's father said that if they made it for Ying's mother, he would have everything he needed.
As Luo Qingqing listened to the couple's conversation, she suddenly remembered the years her mother and father Yao had spent together, which were just as warm as they were now.
But that happy atmosphere didn't last long.
After traveling through time, God gave her the warm family she wanted.
In fact, she is still lucky!
Ying Han slept in the innermost bed, on the same end as her mother. Her mother hugged her daughter, touching her head and her little face that was stained with color, feeling very distressed.
The couple asked her about her experience there over the past two years.
When they learned that the situation there was fine and their daughter was herding sheep every day and was not being bullied, the couple felt relieved.
"Where do you get so much money to buy all these things? It must be quite a lot."
"Dad, before you left, you stuffed over a hundred dollars into my pocket. I haven't spent much in the past two years, and I have my own salary. And I bought these fish and chickens from my fellow villagers. They were very cheap."
"Your mother and I have plenty of food here, so don't worry about us. Just keep some for yourself. Has your brother contacted you in the past few years?"
"Yes, my brother often writes to me and sends me a lot of things, including money. Mom and Dad, you don't have to worry."
Ying Han only told them the good things because he was afraid they would worry.
The family chatted in bed until late at night.
At this moment, Dad suddenly had to go to the bathroom.
She and her mother quickly helped him up.
Ying's mother asked him to stay in the house while she and her daughter went outside for a while, but Ying's father refused to do so.
In the end, I could only help him put on his clothes and help him out.
Ying Han knew that it must be the water in the space that had an effect.
Just like that, once at night and once in the early morning.
The next day, Dad told them that his waist felt much better.
Mother Ying was so happy to see Father Ying getting out of bed, bending over and lifting his legs.
Ying Han also confirmed once again that the mist in the space was a treasure.
So, the next day, when helping his mother cook, Ying Han quietly put half a cup into the pot.
Today is the 28th day of the lunar year, and the Chinese New Year is in two days.
A few days ago, my father was sick and Grandpa Pei was also sick, so I didn’t have the energy to prepare anything for the New Year.
The arrival of her daughter was like timely help. Not only did Mr. Pei recover, but her husband's serious illness was also cured.
Ying's mother was happy and was preparing New Year's food in the kitchen with her daughter today.
Actually, there is nothing much to prepare. Just steam two pots of steamed buns and use the cabbage in the kitchen to make dumplings with cabbage and pork filling. Of course, cabbage is mostly used.
It snowed all night yesterday, and today it was all white outside.
From a distance, the village was extremely quiet except for a few sparse figures. Ying Han stayed in the house and didn't dare to go out, for fear of being seen wandering around in the yard.
Dad Ying's waist was strong enough now, so he didn't lie in bed today. He went down to help Mom Ying and Grandpa Pei shovel snow, but was strongly stopped by the two of them.
At noon, Grandpa Pei took out the wine that his grandson brought him when he came to see him last time.
Ying's mother fried some soybeans for them, and they both drank a few sips happily.
Thanks to the water in Ying Han's space, Ying's father and Uncle Pei's illnesses were completely cured.
Even my mother felt relieved.
They thought that because they were happy about the arrival of their daughter, and because she ate well, her illness would naturally heal quickly.
On New Year's Eve, the village was filled with the sound of firecrackers, adding a hint of the festive atmosphere.
They also had dumplings and fruits.
Ying Han cut the mango and each of them ate a small piece to satisfy their cravings.
She mainly wanted the core inside, so she put it outside in the house to dry.
Wait until after the New Year, plant it in the soil and cultivate it, then move it into the space.
Yinghan has been staying in the house these days, watching his mother make three pairs of cotton shoes.
I have a pair for Dad Ying, a pair for Grandpa Pei, and a pair for Ying Han. I’m making them for myself now.
They all have clothes, no shortage of thick clothes, and these are the remaining cotton.
Ying's mother planned to put it away for future use.
Ying Han thought that if the college entrance examination was resumed next year, his mother should be able to go back.
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Ying Han had been cooped up in the house for seven or eight days and felt really uncomfortable, so he came out to get some fresh air early in the morning while his mother was cooking.
Wearing his military coat, dog-skin hat, and gloves, he squatted behind the house, facing away from the village. Although there was nothing interesting to see, Ying Han breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to stretch, he saw a man holding a shovel, stealthily digging something not far away.
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