Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 333 Chapter 330 Two: Are you okay?

It had been sunny for several days in a row, but it started to rain last night. Although it fell lightly, it didn't stop until dawn.

The ground was covered with dampness, and there were gusts of cold wind, which made people shiver. It was a day when I was nestled in the warm blanket and didn't want to get up.

Song Qiu huddled around under the quilt, it really mustered a lot of courage, lifted the quilt, jumped out, shivering from the cold, put on all the clothes in a hurry, then got out of bed and put on shoes, moving back and forth, all in one go , did not use ten breaths of effort.

The clothes were wrapped around her body. At first, she felt cold and not warm at all.

Song Qiu wasn't afraid of being unmannered, so he simply turned over a small jacket and put it on inside, so he felt warmer.

Putting his hands together to his mouth, he took a few breaths of hot air, rubbed his hands again, and Song Qiu lifted his feet to go outside.

When he opened the door, he saw Ah Ling, who got up for a while, squatting at the door of the stove, rinsing his mouth with a bowl.

A Ling's body was still the same as yesterday, without any clothes, and the shoes on his feet were still without cotton.

When Mrs. Li and Mrs. Wang made clothes for everyone, they made a pair of shoes with cotton on them, so they were warm to wear.

But Ah Ling thought the clothes were not light, and he was not afraid of the cold, so he didn't wear them. Lihua's new protective clothes, he felt cold feet in the first two days and even put them on.

It's so cold today, Ah Ling doesn't want to wear cotton shoes yet.

Song Qiu couldn't help but say something.

Ah Ling, who finished rinsing his mouth after a few mouthfuls, wiped his mouth, listened to the words, got up and looked over and said: "What is it called cold? If it were where I stayed in the past, it would already be snowing now. There is a thick pile of snow on the ground, and the cold wind blows every day. If you don’t cover your face when you go out, you will definitely blow a rough pancake for you. "

"Sister Aqiu, don't worry about me, you are small, you should dress warmer yourself!"

Song Qiu listened, thinking that what Ah Ling said, it seemed that it was in the northeast in his previous life. It was indeed cold enough, and the weather in the south was not as good.

Seeing that A Ling really didn't think how cold it was, and it wasn't about demeanor, Song Qiu didn't care about her.

Shivered by the cold wind, he hurriedly jumped into the stove room in twos and threes. Inside, old Yuan Shi was sitting by the stove and warming up the fire. There was hot water in the pot for washing.

"It's really cold today! You can wear more milk, and when you go to the workshop later, you should also light up the brazier. It's not good to be cold."

Old Yuan Shi listened and touched himself, "I'm wearing thick clothes! Your Aunt Wang made me this thick padded jacket and thick trousers. The cotton is used up enough, and I can barely move in it. , it’s warm! But you, as Ah Ling said, you need to wear more skinny boards, and grandma is worried about you!”

It was cold in previous years, she hadn't worn such a warm quilted jacket yet, she didn't get frostbitten, this year she was even less afraid, but her granddaughter was afraid of the cold when she was small, and she would get sick every time she returned to winter, so she had to worry about it .

In the cold weather in the early spring, my granddaughter did not survive the serious illness like that, and almost survived it, thanks to the blessing of the Buddha.

Song Qiu also remembered that the original body's small body was really not good. He was afraid of the cold in winter and would always get sick.

But this year she came, dressed warmly, ate well, and her body has long been repaired.

She just feels cold, and nothing else. She will definitely not get sick this year, so she won't worry about it.

"I wear a lot, and I added an extra jacket today." As Song Qiu said, he leaned over to the stove and lifted a corner of the clothes to show old Yuan Shi the jacket inside.

Old Yuan looked at it and felt relieved.

It's cold today, and my heart is cold. Song Qiu just wanted to drink a bowl of hot noodles to keep him warm. After washing up quickly, he took out half a bag of white noodles from the cupboard and poured almost the same amount into a clay pot. Start mixing the noodles with warm water.

Thinking that Zhang Yang was also at home, he poured a lot of noodles, stirred them together, fried the soup base with lard, cooked a pot full of noodles, and then threw in a shaukei of fresh green pea tips to boil. Cooked, sprinkled with a handful of chopped green onions out of the pan, immediately, the fragrance is tangy.

Put a pot in a clay pot, and asked Ah Ling to take it to the Zhang family.

Mrs. Miao happened to be making breakfast too, and was just about to use the white noodle pancakes that Zhang Yang bought yesterday, but stopped when she saw A Ling sent a big bowl of gnocchi.

He took it and came out with a smile to thank Song Qiu, and hurriedly took it to the upper room.

It's cold, and I'm afraid of the cold if I hang it for a while.

Zhang Yang got out of bed and went into the upper room. Hearing that Ah Qiu cooked the noodles, he hurriedly took a big bowl from Miao's hand, squatted by the brazier and drank it in big gulps.

After breakfast, Zhang Lihua and Ah Ling went out of the village to the inn together.

Song Qiu took the money box and wanted to go to the workshop with the old Yuan, and it was time to pay the workers in the workshop today.

After closing the courtyard door, Zhang Yang happened to come out, and old Yuan greeted him with a smile, "Where are you going, Ah Yang?"

"I'll go to Chengjiazhuang!" Zhang Yang replied with a smile.

"Okay! I went to meet your parents and say hello for me." Old Yuan knew what he was going to do as soon as he heard it, and hurriedly said.

Zhang Yang nodded in agreement, looked at Song Qiu again, followed the two down the gentle slope, and then left to go out of the village.

Seeing the people walking away, the old Yuan looked back at his granddaughter, and sighed, "This boy, he went out and ran a few times, and now he looks different. He looks more stable, and his body is strong. Yes, more and more like his grandfather!"

Song Qiu listened, and understood that the grandfather was referring to Zhang Yang's own grandfather, Li Dachui.

Her workshop is still in Li Dachui's house.

If Zhang Yang looks like Li Dahui, then Li Dahui is also a strong man, but somehow he has been away for more than [-] years, and he doesn't even come back to have a look.

She was really curious, so she couldn't help asking, "Grandma, what kind of person is Grandpa Li? Did he like Uncle Donggua and Aunt Shuiqin back then?"

If you want to like your son and daughter, it is impossible to leave without looking back, and never come back to even look at your son and daughter, right?

Anyway, in her memory, she never heard of when Li Dahui had come back.

The old Yuan heard his granddaughter ask Li Dahui, the man who has been in the memory of their old sisters for 30 years is still the same as before, and no one knows what he will be like if he can grow old.

She couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"He is a hard-working and capable person. His father passed on his craft of making caramel. In those years, people from all over the world bought his caramel. But it’s a lot of money!”

"It's a pity that begging for a daughter-in-law is a bad life, and he died of illness within half a year after entering the door. At that time, there were so many people who wanted to tell him a daughter-in-law before begging."

"Later, it must have been fate. I got married with your Grandma Deng. It was done by the Ming Dynasty media who was married to a serious son. The etiquette should be the same. It was also at that time when your Uncle Pumpkin was still young, and your Grandma Deng was afraid. He wasn't used to changing places, so he didn't move to Li's house and asked you Grandpa Li to live here."

"I never thought..."

(End of this chapter)