She remarried after her elder sister-in-law passed away early

Chapter 222 I will definitely repay you if I have the chance!

A smile appeared on Yun Qinghuan's face, she stopped writing, put the manuscript and the book in the drawer, and took out a set of stationery that she had prepared earlier.

In fact, it is very simple. It is a Chinese pinyin book, with matts, on which you can write pinyin, and a math book, with simple numbers.

In addition, there is a pencil, an eraser, and a knife for sharpening pencils.

In fact, a pencil is very durable, as long as it is used with care, it can be used for a long time.

Since she promised to teach Xiao Shitou how to read and write, she will not be stingy with the basic school supplies.

Besides, learning to write or something like writing on the ground doesn't feel like it.

After going out with these things, Yun Qinghuan saw the little stone carrying a small back basket, was stunned, then smiled and beckoned someone to come over, "Come here."

A table and a few chairs were specially placed in the yard, all made by Bai Naihan himself. He knew that Yun Qinghuan liked to read and relax in the yard, so he made them specially.

The little stone didn't dare to move, so An An pulled him over.

Looking at his bony appearance, Yun Qinghuan asked directly, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat, eat." Xiaoshi lowered his head.

The next moment, there was a hungry gurgling sound in his stomach.

His face was flushed red, and he was at a loss.

Yun Qinghuan understood, but did not expose him.

In this era, many people eat two meals a day, either in the morning or in the evening.

She asked Xiao Shitou to sit on the bench, put down the pannier, and asked curiously, "What's in your pannier?"

After changing the subject, Xiao Shitou became more natural, and immediately raised his eyebrows and eyes, "Auntie, these are the bugs I caught for your two chickens, and the grass I cut. I will feed the chickens now."

He opened the pan, and saw a jar inside, which was full of green cabbage worms, which were very fat, and a pile of grass, which chickens like to eat.

I don't know when he caught it, it will take a lot of time to get these.

"Little Stone, is this the bug you went looking for early in the morning?"

Xiaoshi wiped the sweat from his forehead, he was wearing such thin clothes, and now it was so cold in the morning, he was still sweating, which showed that he must have done a lot of work in the morning.

The child said cheerfully, "Yes, the bugs caught in the morning are fresh."

Yun Qinghuan felt displeased when she heard this, pointed to the chicken ring, and asked him to feed the chicken, while she went to the kitchen, got a white flour steamed bun, and a bowl of porridge. Fortunately, she thought that Xiaoshishi might not have had breakfast in the morning, I left some rice out and put it in the pot, which is still warm now.

Bring it out and put it on the table in the yard, the little stone is still feeding the chickens, squatting next to the chicken coop, watching the two hens eating happily.

Yun Qinghuan waved at Xiao Shitou, "Come here."

Little Shitou was a little puzzled, but he still walked over, thinking that he was about to start learning how to read and write. Who knew that when he came over, he saw the porridge and white flour steamed buns on the table, couldn't help but swallowed, and looked away desperately. Feeling hungry even worse.

"Aunt, Aunt, what's the matter?" Xiao Shitou's whole mind was on the rice on the table.

Even if he tried his best to divert his attention, and didn't want his aunt to think that he was greedy and wanted to eat their family's food, Xiao Shitou was afraid that his aunt would dislike him and refused to teach him how to write.

It's just that the smell of rice spread to the tip of his nose one by one, making his stomach unbearably cramp and wrinkle, hungry and painful.

In fact, he didn't eat last night, nor did he eat this morning. He let his grandparents eat the little food left at home, so he made up for it by himself, fearing that his grandma would worry.

Now, he was so hungry that he couldn't stand it, even if he was wearing a trouser belt.

After the autumn harvest, the rations were almost enough to eat, especially the old and the young in their family, who could not earn many work points and almost all relied on relief rations.

Now Xiao Shitou only wants to save a little, and a little more, as long as he can last until the summer harvest.

Yun Qinghuan saw that the child was hungry and uncomfortable, and his expression softened a little, and he said with some distress, "Come here, there is just a little leftover from the meal that my aunt cooked this morning, and it would be a waste if I dumped it, why don't you just replace it for my aunt? Eat it."

Xiao Shitou's eyes widened suddenly, and he pointed to the steamed buns and porridge on the table. No matter if it was rice or noodles, the grains that are commonly seen in modern times are fine grains, and not many people are willing to eat them, so, at all, There is no situation where you can't finish eating, "All, let me eat all of them?"

he asked in disbelief.

Yun Qing smiled and nodded.

Little Shitou shook his head violently, and took a few steps back, "Auntie, I can't eat it."

His aunt taught him to study, but he couldn't repay him. Now he still eats at his aunt's house. What does that look like?
In this day and age, one bite can save a person's life, so one can imagine how important food is.

"Just eat it, otherwise it will be a waste if it breaks."

Yun Qinghuan forcefully pushed it to him, "Just treat it as a little favor for my aunt."

"Besides, you have the strength to study when you are full."

After Yun Qinghuan said a few words, the child tentatively sat up to eat, took a bite of the steamed bun, and tears flowed down his face. Yun Qinghuan was startled, and hurriedly said, "What's wrong? Do you just eat big steamed buns?" Can’t eat it? My aunt made bean paste, and you can eat it with the sauce.”

With that said, I'm going to the kitchen to get the sauce.

After a while, he brought out a bottle of sauce, and then scooped up two tablespoons of sauce for the child.

Xiao Shitou shook his head quickly, "Auntie, I think the white flour steamed bun is so delicious, I have never eaten such a delicious thing."

Especially the steamed buns dipped in sauce, he wanted to bite off his tongue because it was so delicious.

This Doubanjiang is made by Yun Qinghuan, and there is a lot of oil and seasoning in it. No one in this day and age is willing to put so much oil in Doubanjiang like her, so, can it be delicious?
Yun Qinghuan saw how he was devouring, and said repeatedly, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

It's just that he was so hungry that he couldn't slow down at all.

But after a while, a bowl of porridge was drained, and only half of the mantou dipped in sauce was left.

Xiaoshi slowed down, and put down the remaining half of the steamed bun cherishingly.

Yun Qinghuan was curious, "Why don't you eat?"

This little meal should not be too much to eat, even An An can eat a steamed bun and a bowl of porridge at such a young age.

Xiao Shitou's eyelashes trembled, he rubbed his hands, and said in a low voice, "Auntie, can I take back the remaining half and give it to my grandparents?"

They had never eaten white flour steamed buns, they were so delicious, they almost couldn't resist eating all the delicious little stones.

Yun Qinghuan felt sore, and said with a smile, "Of course, I'll get you some oiled paper to wrap it up."

She went to the kitchen, took another steamed bun, smeared it with bean paste, and wrapped it in oiled paper for him.

Xiao Shitou's eyes were red. After a long while, he straightened up abruptly, and bowed deeply to her, "Auntie, thank you. If I have a chance in the future, I will definitely repay you!"

(End of this chapter)