She slowly lowered her head, staring at the bowl of sugar water in her hand.
I saw that the bowl of red date syrup in my hand was still emitting wisps of hot steam, curling up like a dancing gauze.
In an instant, a warm current surged into my heart like a tide and quickly spread to every corner of my body.
Her heart seemed to be touched gently by something and began to tremble slightly.
At this moment, without any warning, a crystal clear tear quietly slid down the corner of her eye.
The tear rolled down her cheek like a pearl that had broken off the string.
She was startled and turned around quickly, her movements a little flustered.
She raised her hand and carefully wiped the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, as if she was afraid that people around her would see her vulnerable side.
However, the emotions surging deep in my heart cannot be suppressed.
She sighed silently in her heart: "My mother-in-law treats me so well, even more considerate than my own mother!"
This feeling was like the warm sunshine in winter, warming her long-lonely heart.
Along the way, the mother-in-law gave her brown sugar water, and now she prepared this red date water for her, thinking of her in every way.
But then she thought about the past, when she was at her mother's house, every time she had her period, she had severe stomach pain and couldn't move at all (people who suffer from dysmenorrhea should understand), but her mother always said that she was trying to be lazy and avoid work, and never really cared about her health.
And now, on the road to escape famine, her mother-in-law took such good care of her. Li Zhaodi felt both touched and guilty.
She secretly vowed to treat her mother-in-law better than she treated her own mother, and to be filial to her mother-in-law and repay her kindness.
Sisters Su Wenxuan and Su Wenfei didn't think the red date soup was anything special. After all, when they were at home, their mother often cooked various sweet soups for them.
Therefore, they have long been accustomed to this red date soup. They just sit there quietly, drink it slowly, and enjoy this warm moment.
Zhao Chunhua is different. Her family is a butcher. On weekdays, the family table is mostly filled with pig offal, bones and other things.
Although these ingredients can be used to make many delicious dishes, people eat less sweets.
After all, the family's livelihood mainly revolves around slaughtering pigs, so there is no time to spare to make some sweets.
But she is a girl after all. How many girls don’t like sweets?
When this bowl of steaming red date soup was brought to her, her eyes suddenly lit up and her face was full of surprise.
She first carefully picked up the bowl and put it close to her nose to smell the sweet aroma. The smell was like an invisible hand, gently tickling her heart, making her feel itchy and she couldn't wait to have a taste.
After Yao Qingshuang drank the red date syrup, she felt that it tasted okay.
After all, in modern society, sugar is not a rare thing.
There are a wide variety of candies and desserts, and people can eat them as sweet as they want, and they can mix them according to their own taste preferences.
Moreover, the price of sugar is relatively affordable, so it is common for ordinary people to eat sugar.
But it is not like in ancient times, when sugar-making technology was limited and the methods of sugar extraction were very crude. It often took a lot of manpower and material resources to get a little bit of sugar, so the price of sugar was relatively expensive. Ordinary people rarely eat sugar on a daily basis, so it is considered very good to be able to taste a little sweetness occasionally.
In the camp, everyone was gathered together, chatting and laughing about family matters.
Suddenly, a loud shout broke the harmonious atmosphere.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Su Wenjun, his face filled with terror, running towards them like crazy, shouting. His shouts echoed throughout the village: "Wolf, wolf! Hide!"
His voice became a little hoarse due to extreme panic, and his steps were staggering, but he didn't dare to stop.
When everyone heard this, they were suddenly in a panic.
The originally relaxed and cheerful atmosphere disappeared in an instant, replaced by faces filled with fear.
"What? There's a wolf?!" everyone screamed, their voices filled with disbelief and fear.
The children were so frightened that they burst into tears and clung tightly to the legs of the adults around them; the elderly were also so frightened that they trembled all over and kept muttering, "What should I do? What should I do?"
The young wives were pale and looked around in panic, looking for a place to hide.
Su Wenxuan was extremely anxious at this time. Her face turned pale as paper in an instant, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on her forehead.
She ran forward anxiously, grabbed Su Wenjun's arm, and asked with a trembling voice, "Wenjun, where's Shitou? Where did he go?"
Her eyes were full of worry and anxiety, and she kept thinking in her heart that nothing must happen to her husband.
Su Wenjun finally came to his senses after being pulled by his sister. He gasped for breath and tried to calm himself down. He responded, "Don't worry, sister. My brother-in-law has gone to the village chief to inform them."
After hearing this, Su Wenxuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the worry in her eyes remained unchanged.
She frowned tightly, looking past the crowd to the other end of the camp, as if she wanted to penetrate the layers of people and see her husband.
Then, she turned her gaze back to Su Wenjun and said, "Did you see clearly then? It was really a wolf? Don't make a mistake and cause everyone a false alarm."
Su Wenjun's face was still filled with fear. He raised his hand and wiped away the beads of sweat on his forehead. The sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground beneath his feet.
He said to Su Wenxuan anxiously, "Sister, how could I be wrong? It was definitely a wolf! I saw those dark green eyes, like two eerie ghost lights, flickering in the dark. It was so creepy just to look at them.
And there was that deep roar, howling, howling. Although the sound was not loud, the deterrent power felt like it could penetrate directly into one's heart. I heard it clearly, it was so scary, so I didn't care about anything else and ran back to report the news.
After hearing his vivid description, the fear that was already hanging in everyone's heart was instantly magnified several times, and they became even more panicked and at a loss.
People began to look around frantically for handy tools. Some picked up the axes they used to chop wood and held them tightly in their hands, as if this would give them a sense of security; some picked up carrying poles and held them across their bodies, ready to resist at any time; others rummaged through the corners for a few worn-out hoes and held them tightly in their hands.
Just when everyone was in panic, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from the distance. The footsteps came closer and closer, making a "dong dong dong" sound, as if knocking on everyone's heart.
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