Chapter 8

The situation in Wu Jiangshan's family was complicated. She told Shitou several times and he didn't move, so she probably couldn't stay in Wu Lao'er's family.

Although they are the same age, Shitou is very thin and small. He looks about the same age as Chang Wenjian, which is very pitiful.

"Then where will you stay tonight?" she asked softly.

Shitou pursed his lips, but without opening his mouth too wide, he vaguely replied: "By the river."

It's just that nest among the reeds.

It's okay, it's a shelter from the wind and snow anyway.

"What are you eating?"

Shi Shi picked his fingers nervously and said nothing.

Probably because he didn’t want to say it.

That's it.

She asked Shi Shi to wait and ran back to the front yard, rummaging through the shed to find a broken quilt.

This shabby quilt was used by grandma when she was alive. After her death, Moran used it to block the windows in the winter. Later, a corner of the quilt was bitten by a mouse and a big hole was left. The window was not blocked tightly, so it was thrown in the shed and never used.

Shake it off and take a look, good guy, there are a few more holes.

No matter how broken it is, there is still cotton in it, which can keep out the cold.

In addition to the broken quilt, she also found a box of matches and stuffed them into Shi Shi.

"If it's really cold, just light a fire and make sure you don't light anything else on fire." She warned her with an adult attitude.

Shitou looked at her with a broken quilt and nodded seriously.

"Jiu'er, what are you doing in the backyard? We're going to go skating, are you going?" Chang Wenle ran to the backyard and shouted at the top of his lungs after taking a bath and tidying up.

"Go, wait for me." After answering Chang Wenle, she turned to Shitou and said, "You should also find a warmer place to stay, not here."

Shi Shi nodded in agreement, but he didn't move until she left the backyard.

There are two ice carts at home, one of which is hers. Chang Chunsheng specially made it for her. It is big and stable, and has a backrest. If you want to skate, you can slide it by yourself. If you don’t want to skate, let your brothers push it. It is very comfortable. .

The other ice cart was made by Chang Wenxi and Chang Wenle. The seats were sparse, and it hurt your buttocks when you sat on it. If you skated too fast, you were afraid it would fall apart.

Chang Wenping was very unusual today. He kept pushing her and refused to play by himself.

I slid down the river for several hundred meters, and my face was stung and stung by the wind. The eldest brother and the second brother had already disappeared, and the younger brother couldn't keep up and was sitting in the back crying.

"Third brother, let's slide for a while. I'll push you." It was cold sitting there, and she wanted to move around.

Chang Wenping didn't think about it at all and slapped her back: "I'm not slippery. If you sit down, I'll push you. Don't you dislike me because I'm so skinny and have no energy at all? I'll practice more and you'll get stuck on my back in the future." Holding you."

She didn't expect that he would remember the words she said in a hurry, and his third brother was not as heartless as he seemed.

Chang Wenping wasn't just talking, he really wanted to become powerful.When I got home, I was carrying two ice trucks by myself and still running ahead. When I got home, I was exhausted, panting and sweating.

Moran frowned as he looked at it.

"It's only been half a day since I washed it and it's all gone. Why can't I wait until after the Chinese New Year?"

Of course not.

Thirty days are even busier.

It snowed heavily in the middle of the night. I woke up early in the morning and started clearing the snow. It wasn't until noon that the snow was almost cleared.

Moran boiled a large spoonful of paste, and she and her second brother spread the paste, while her eldest brother and third brother posted couplets one after another.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, after a casual meal, the whole family started to get busy with the New Year's Eve dinner again.I am a grown-up and a poor man. The more children in the family eat, the more I can eat. It takes a long time to make dumplings once.

Chang Wenxi and Chang Wenle chopped the stuffing, Mo Lan kneaded the dough, and Chang Chunsheng set a fire in the outer room to boil water. After the preparations were completed, the whole family gathered around the big board to make dumplings.

Chang Wenjian was just a troublemaker, making trouble everywhere, and was pushed aside by Chang Wenxi in disgust.

Chang Wenxi and the others didn't believe she could wrap it up, so they asked her to play with it.

Hey, you underestimated her, didn’t you?Today I have to show my hand to them.

She only bagged two, and she already impressed the whole family, and she gradually lost herself in the compliments. The little thief quickly bagged the most!
A total of four large curtains were wrapped. When the last curtain was wrapped, the first two curtains were already cooked. It was just right to eat, neither cold nor hot.

The tender venison and radish combined with Moran's secret spices make the dumplings so delicious that those who want to swallow them will want to swallow them.

One of them couldn't help but ate a whole sixteen large dumplings, and his belly was so full.

Chang Wenjian was more arrogant than her. He ate more than she did. He squatted in the yard and vomited while the firecrackers were going off in the middle of the night. It was pitiful and funny at the same time.

He went to bed a little later in the night and was woken up before seven in the morning. He put on the deerskin robe and deerskin boots made by Moran himself. His pigtails were neatly braided and tied with a red headband. He looked festive and happy. cute.

Chang Wenxi and the others also changed into their robes and boots, and went out together to pay New Year greetings.

In addition to being warm, the biggest advantage of the robe is that it can hold things. Oranges, apples and melon seed candies, everyone's pockets were full after a round.

Walking home happily, when I passed by the gate of Wu Jiangshan's house, I heard unbearable cursing and a woman's cry, which was sad and desperate.

"Did Mr. Wu beat his wife again?" Chang Wenping stretched his neck and looked at Wu Jiangshan's house, looking at nothing.

There were many people coming and going to pay New Year's greetings on the road, all with smiles on their faces, but no one cared about the woman who was beaten at Wu Lao'er's house, and no one wanted to take care of it.

"Adults don't care what we can do? Let's go!" Chang Wenle pushed Chang Wenping home.

Chang Wenxi held her hand and stood there without moving, obviously having something in mind.

She looked up at her eldest brother and said in a childlike voice: "Brother, Wu Fangfang borrowed our Baomi machine and hasn't returned it yet."

Chang Wen beamed with joy and led her to Wu Lao'er's house. As he walked, he explained: "We also have to knead the corn, so I will take the corn machine back on the way."

What are you doing with the corn machine? I just want to go in and make a distraction so that Wu Jiangshan can restrain himself.

Chang Wenxi has always liked to meddle in these "nosy matters" since he was a child. He has a strong sense of justice and is indeed suitable for being a soldier.

The yard of Wu Lao'er's house is also very large. The backyard faces the road. From the gate to the front yard, the snow has not been cleared away, but things are scattered everywhere. At first glance, it does not look like a house that is going through life.

Wu Jiangshan was very emotional at the moment and could not enter the house rashly.

"Brother, please shout twice." She reminded in a low voice.

Chang Wenxi shouted at the top of his lungs: "Second uncle, I am the eldest son of Chang Chunsheng's family and I'm here to get the corn."

The door opened with a "bang", and Shi Shi, an unkempt man, stumbled out of it. If Chang Wenxi hadn't blocked her with quick eyes and hands, he would have bumped into her.

Shitou glanced at her and hurried away, as if he had been chased away by a dog.

It wasn't the dog that chased him away, it was Wu Jiangshan.

Wu Laoer ran out barefooted with a head that was smoking and smelling like soup, jumped twice on the cold ground on the snow, and then retracted back into the house.

"You little bastard, if you dare to set fire to my hair, I'll see if I beat you to death when you come back!" Wu Jiangshan cursed.

ah?Some hair?Couldn't she be using the box of matches she gave Shi Shi? ? ?
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