Dressed as the evil daughter-in-law of a peasant family, the general becomes the darling of her hand

Chapter 21

At present, people in the village who have inquired about the snow situation say that the heavy snow has completely blocked the original road out of the village. Even if people are sent to clean it every day, it will still take less than half a month. The prerequisite for clearing the way out is that the heavy snow can first learn to stop in moderation. .

Fang Qingrou felt that the people in the village were too optimistic. She and Mrs. Song took stock of the family's inventory and sorted out the firewood that could be used for the fire. This count made the whole family feel a little heavy.

"The surplus at home is only enough for us to eat for half a month. Even if we save a little, it can only last for 20 days at most. In this situation, we don't know when we can leave the village. What should we do?" Mrs. Song It’s so sad, life is getting easier just now, but then another natural disaster occurs!

Oh my god, this doesn't allow anyone to live!
Old Man Song looked at the snow outside the window that had not yet been cleared. The snow covered half of the window. Old Man Song's brows furrowed more and more tightly. "No, I will go into the mountains tomorrow to see if I can pick up some frozen things." Game.”

Fang Qingrou thought about it carefully, and it seemed that she could only do this: "Dad, I will go into the mountains with you tomorrow."

"No, it's dangerous and difficult to travel on the mountain. You're a girl, how can you fix it if you bump into it!"

"Dad, I'll be careful. Nothing will happen. You are already so old. I really don't feel at ease going up the mountain alone. Although I am a girl, I am still young and flexible. If we go up the mountain together, we can get home quickly."

When the two elders of the Song family heard this, they seemed to agree, so they didn't say anything more and silently allowed Fang Qingrou to follow.

After lunch, the whole family went out to shovel snow.Brother Xiaoquan took the small shovel that Mrs. Song usually used to dig wild vegetables and shoveled the snow left and right. He obviously couldn't help, but he was so tired that he was wheezing.

Mrs. Song was afraid that the little one would get his shoes, socks and cotton-padded jacket wet. If he caught a cold due to heavy snow and the mountains were closed, she would not be able to see a doctor, so she had to scold him and said, "Brother Quan, hurry back to the house! There is no doctor to treat you if you freeze." I'll be sick and become a little fool who won't be able to marry a wife when I grow up!"

"Then Brother Quan doesn't want a wife, Brother Quan lives with his mother!" Little Brother Quan's milky voice amused everyone.

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid! Your mother..." Old Man Song looked at Fang Qingrou, then at his mother-in-law, and finally made up his mind, "Your mother will go to a very far place in the future, and they won't be able to take you there. You You have to marry a wife and have your own baby!"

Fang Qingrou was stunned. Brother Quan's tears fell down like big beads. He staggered to Fang Qingrou in the snow and hugged her legs. "Mom, don't go. Brother Quan doesn’t want my mother to leave!”

The two elders of the Song family looked unbearable, but there would always come a day when their son would never come back, and they could not selfishly tie up Fang Qingrou's life with a mere two taels of silver.

What's more, since Fang Qingrou got better, the Song family was given more than just two taels!
They have already regarded this girl as their own daughter. Even if Hanwa really comes back one day, no one can force the two of them to be together as long as Fang Qingrou is not willing!
Fang Qingrou didn't know what the second elder was thinking. Just by what Old Man Song said just now, Fang Qingrou knew that her efforts during these days were not in vain!
Fang Qingrou dropped the tools in her hands and picked up Brother Quan, "Be good, grandpa is teasing you. Mom won't go anywhere. Mom will always be by Brother Quan's side."

At night, Brother Quan fell asleep, Old Man Song, Old Mrs. Song and Fang Qingrou, the three of them sat around the small candlelight and talked.

Old man Song wanted to take a sip of his old cigarette. He hadn't smoked it for a long time since Hanwa disappeared. At this time, he felt complicated and wanted to take it out and take a few puffs.

Mrs. Song glared at him through the candlelight, "Brother Quan is sleeping! You want your grandson to smoke that crappy cigarette with you!"

After looking at Brother Quan, Old Man Song could only let go of his thoughts and said, "Okay, okay, don't smoke, don't smoke."

Fang Qingrou said, "Mom and dad, today you..."

"Xiaorou, when you can't figure it out, so do your parents. What they can't figure out is that they spent money to buy you as Hanwa's wife. You have to be from our Song family, but we can't be ungrateful." Mrs. Song sighed, her voice trembling a little, "Silly boy, you can't come back. Your father and I both know it in our hearts, but we just don't want to believe it. During this period, you have been so kind to us, working hard to make money, so that we can live a better life." days. We have long regarded you as our own daughter, so we cannot tie you down. You still have your whole life, and we cannot rely on us."

Fang Qingrou was silent for a long time, "These days, I have regarded you as my biological father and mother. I have never felt the warmth of family. It was you who gave it to me and made me understand that this is how family is defined." Fang Qingrou was right. In her previous life, she was an orphan. She didn't know who her biological parents were since she was a child. She grew up with a group of children in an orphanage in intrigues and schemes to rob each other. She really didn't like this feeling. Every day They are all tired and want to grow up and escape.

God was not kind to her. When she was shattered in the earthquake, he sent her to the side of the two elders of the Song family, allowing her to taste the taste of family and understand the meaning of family. That feeling was really good, so good. Can be given up easily!

"So, parents, I will not leave. I will stay by your side forever."

The two elders of the Song family had tears in their eyes. Mrs. Song held Fang Qingrou's hand, "Good boy, from now on you will be the daughter of my Song family!"

"Ok!"

Mrs. Song sighed again, and while looking around the dilapidated house where she had lived all her life, she said, "It's all my mother's fault. I should have listened to you and moved to the town, otherwise I wouldn't have encountered this troublesome natural disaster." Xiaorou Ah, when the road is clear, let's... move."

I don’t know how long the old couple had been struggling with this decision. Once they move away, in a sense, Hanwa will really be dead.

Snowy days always make people feel very quiet, so quiet that they can seem to hear the sound of falling snow.

Brother Quan was sleeping soundly, his little mouth was chattering, as if he had had a delicious dream. Mrs. Song tucked her grandson's quilt with loving eyes. Brother Quan seemed unhappy that his good dream had been disturbed. A grunt.

Everyone lay down and Fang Qingrou blew out the lamp.

The next day, the snow still showed no intention of stopping. The snowflakes were wrapped in the cold wind, and they seemed to be flying with knives, which made people's faces hurt.

Fang Qingrou and Old Man Song were walking hard every step of the way.

There are no more ravines in the mountains than there used to be, and everything is covered with snow. It's hard to tell where there are pits and where there is flat land.

At this time, she didn't care about the difference between men and women. Fang Qingrou was afraid that Old Man Song would make a mistake, so she kept supporting him. Old Man Song couldn't help but sigh, "I'm really old. I can't accept it."

"Dad, do we have to dig through the snowdrift? If there are animals that have been frozen to death, we can't find them even if we look for them!"

"Don't worry, walk further inside. There won't be anything on the outer layer of the mountain. The animals are all hiding inside."

Fang Qingrou nodded and supported Old Man Song to continue walking forward.

Not long after walking, I saw a large area of ​​reddish brown in front of me, with bloodstains stretching far away.

Fang Qingrou took a closer look and couldn't help being surprised and happy, "Dad, look! What is that?"

(End of this chapter)