"Dad taught me before." Dabao explained in a low voice.
Yin Xiaoman nodded, not seeming surprised.
Shen Qingyun had been selected by the army to attend military school. She had always known that he was an educated person.
So it is expected that Dabao would be taught to recognize words.
"Where's Erniu?"
"I don't know him." Erniu answered before Dabao could speak.
"Um."
Yin Xiaoman reached out and touched her head, but looked at Dabao: "Teach your sister a lesson."
After that, she thought for a moment and added, "Just teach three words a day."
Erniu is still young, so she doesn’t need to study so hard.
After assigning the task, Yin Xiaoman did not pay attention to how surprised Dabao was or how happy Erniu was, but instead put his attention back on the booklet.
She turned another page, pointed at the words on it, glanced at Dabao, and ordered, "Read."
"foot."
"Eyes."
"hand."
…
It was not until he had flipped through almost half of the booklet that Dabao finally got stuck on the character "毅".
Yin Xiaoman wrote the words he didn't recognize on a homework book with a blank page. There were not many, only five.
After she and Dabao read it several times, she stuffed the pen into his hand and instructed him in a calm voice: "Write each word ten times. Teach your sister today's homework."
After saying that, he left them and went about his own business.
Looking at her leaving back, Dabao was a little dazed for a moment.
He seemed to feel the intersection of time and space, and returned to the time when his father was still alive.
He involuntarily held the pen tightly, swallowed hard the tears that were rushing into his nose, and wrote the first stroke on the paper with an extremely pious attitude.
As the former aunt in charge, Yin Xiaoman still adhered to the habit of not intervening after assigning a task, and left the two children alone and went to the outer room.
She has too much to do right now.
When she was giving the rabbit skin to Zhang Jinfeng in the morning, she suddenly realized that perhaps she also needed a set of such knee pads, and the two children each needed a set of leather muffs.
Others may not know, but Yin Xiaoman grew up by the sea, and she knows how freezing the sea water can be in winter.
Even though the place where Shen Qingyun is is said to be much warmer than here, it is always better to wear something thicker when going to the beach.
At least it can prevent moisture from entering the bones.
This time, Yin Xiaoman did not dare to go directly into the house as he did in the morning. Instead, he sat in the main room, half-closed his eyes, and began to search the house with his mind.
After searching through the things at the bottom of the box, Yin Xiaoman was very satisfied with what he got.
She found a piece of snow-white rabbit skin without any other color, and a piece of thick and dense raccoon skin.
The rabbit skin looked large enough. With a little cotton wool added, it would be enough to make a muff for each of the two children.
It’s just that the quality of this raccoon fur is so good that it doesn’t seem like something that ordinary people can afford…
Yin Xiaoman hesitated for a moment and decided to turn the fur side inside out and wrap it with coarse cloth.
Anyway, you wear it yourself, and no one will check it for no reason.
Time flies.
These days, Yin Xiaoman sews clothes, cooks, and watches her two children read and learn to read.
Apart from going out with Dabao to collect firewood a few times and asking him to deliver some inconspicuous but delicious food to the two elderly people in the Shen family, he hardly ever went out.
She didn't even notice when the New Year came and the village started slaughtering pigs and distributing the meat.
It was still morning, before daybreak, and Zhang Jinfeng knocked on the gate again and brought them a piece of fat meat weighing one pound.
Looking at the piece of meat, Yin Xiaoman felt a little complicated.
"Mom, take this meat back. We'll be leaving soon after packing up. We don't need this."
Gao Chong came again specially a few days ago and told Yin Xiaoman that he had spoken to their battalion commander on the phone and that the procedures for accompanying the troops had been submitted. He would help them buy tickets once they were approved in the next few days.
Yin Xiaoman has already started packing her luggage.
When Zhang Jinfeng heard her second daughter-in-law talking about joining the army, she felt a little confused.
I can’t tell whether I am more reluctant to give up or more happy.
Er'er is fighting alone in the army. Not only is it hard, but there is no one around who cares for him.
As parents, how can you not feel heartache?
He finally got married, but he returned to the army before he could even spend his wedding night with his wife.
This was like a hurdle that the old couple could not get over. They were always worried, fearing that something unexpected would happen because of it.
After learning that their second daughter-in-law was willing to take their two children with them to join the army, the two old people were extremely happy, as if a stone had finally fallen from their hearts.
He didn't know how to express his excitement. He even went so far as to quarrel with his eldest daughter-in-law and, regardless of her wailing, sent all the good things he could think of and find at home to this courtyard.
But as the day of departure draws closer, the little joy I had before begins to slowly fade away.
These days, when I think about the three of them leaving, I wonder how long it will take for them to meet again...
The old lady couldn't help but feel a sore nose.
Maybe it's because people get older and their eyesight becomes shallower and they can't stand the hardship anymore.
It may also be that the time they have been together has made her feel more and more how good her second daughter-in-law is.
He seems to be cold and aloof, not close to anyone, but he is actually a kind-hearted person.
Not only did her two children grow fatter on their faces as a result of her care, but even the old couple, who were about to die, benefited a lot from her.
Not to mention all the delicious food made in various ways, just the furs and thick cloths were things they had never used in all their lives.
The more Zhang Jinfeng thought about it, the more reluctant she became.
"You're not going to eat meat when you leave?"
She suppressed the bitterness in her heart and glared at Yin Xiaoman in reproach.
"You don't know how to pickle it with salt? Are you going to pack it up and take it with you on the road? We'll be on the road for days and nights, what are you going to do if you don't prepare some food and drink? How can I feel at ease without an adult accompanying me?!"
The veins on Yin Xiaoman's forehead jumped.
She tried hard to restrain herself and did not reach out to rub it.
She felt that she might have been getting too close to the old couple recently, and somehow, she gave the old lady the illusion that they were very close to her.
Not only did he relax in front of her, but he would also occasionally act like a mother-in-law when speaking and doing things.
This made Yin Xiaoman, who was always reluctant to communicate with others, very uncomfortable.
She knew that the old man had no ill intentions and was only doing this because he had a good impression of her.
So no matter how awkward it was, I had to grit my teeth and accept this kindness.
But she couldn't help but feel a little worried when no one was around.
I don’t know how I can pay off this debt of favor that seems to be growing more and more?
How about taking down the bed curtains in that room and making her a satin quilt?
But when she thought of the flowers and birds she had embroidered on the bed curtains, Yin Xiaoman gave up the idea.
Even if she was willing, she couldn't leave any harm to these two old people.
I'd better stay away from them as much as possible in the future.
Yin Xiaoman made another serious decision in his heart.
Maybe you dream about something at night.
Perhaps when he was awake he was always thinking about how to repay the old couple's favor, so Yin Xiaoman had another dream that night.
In her dream, she finally returned to the imperial kitchen that she had been longing for for a long time.
Unfortunately, it was not the big kitchen she wanted to go to, but just the small warehouse closest to the door of the imperial kitchen.
This warehouse is used as a temporary storage point for food that is not often used on a daily basis.
It was Yin Xiaoman who suggested adding the cap.
The reason for building it was because they were afraid that the masters in the palace might suddenly order dishes that they did not usually eat, and it would take a long time to get the ingredients from the big warehouse, which would make the masters unhappy and bring trouble to the imperial kitchen.
Most of the items in it are various dry goods and condiments that are not commonly used on a daily basis, as well as some millet, glutinous rice noodles, and preserved radish, which are things that the owners may need occasionally if they want to change their taste. .
The quantity is not much, just enough for a few meals.
Yin Xiaoman reached out and picked up a handful of dried bamboo shoots from the shelf and couldn't help but clench it tightly.
Out of nowhere, a basket of steaming, fragrant, thin-skinned and large-filled bamboo shoots and meat buns appeared before her eyes!
Although she knew in her heart that it was just her imagination, she still couldn't help swallowing.
I seem to have seen the two little guys holding the buns in their hands and eating them with expressions of surprise and satisfaction on their faces.
Yin Xiaoman couldn't help but sigh.
But at that moment, she suddenly felt something was wrong!
The dried bamboo shoots that she had been holding tightly in her hand disappeared right before her eyes!
She blinked in disbelief and even moved her fingers intentionally, but the bamboo shoots seemed to have melted into the void and disappeared completely.
Yin Xiaoman's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and an incredible thought came to his mind.
Could it be——
She was not dreaming, these things were real?
She suppressed her heartbeat and repeated silently over and over again: "Get out! I want to go back!"
Then the familiar trance came over her again and she struggled to open her eyes.
Unfortunately, there is only darkness in front of me.
She was still lying on the kang, and the even breathing of the two children could be heard beside her.
Yin Xiaoman lay there motionless, with an unconcealable look of disappointment in his eyes.
She smiled self-deprecatingly.
What are you thinking about? There are not so many good things in the world.
No matter how you think about it, it's just a dream!
Yin Xiaoman closed his eyes again, turned over resignedly and prepared to fall asleep again.
But at this moment, there was a sharp pain on the cheek, as if it was pricked by something.
She reached out and touched it, then her breathing stopped and she opened her eyes again in disbelief.
He sat up from the kang.
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