Farmhouse full garden sweet-scented osmanthus

Chapter 1315 The atmosphere is very depressing

Osmanthus fragrans responded and walked into the firewood room, but when she came in, she suddenly felt helpless.

What Chu Yannian said just now was to let him enter the house, because it was cold outside, but once he entered the woodshed, he found that the temperature inside the house was not much different from the temperature outside, that is, there was less cold wind, but the temperature inside the house The smell is a bit unpleasant.

Osmanthus fragrans couldn't help but frowned slightly, but it wasn't the smell that made her frown, but the fact that she saw two big black bowls on a broken table in the corner as soon as she entered the room.

Osmanthus fragrans was a little unclear at first glance, but when I looked at it for the second time, osmanthus fragrans couldn't help but feel angry from the heart.

In one of the big black bowls, there were three or four black and yellow buns, while in the other bowl, there was something bluish and black that was sticking out.

Although Osmanthus fragrans hasn't seen this kind of thing for a long time, she is no stranger to it, because her body has recovered a little since she traveled through time, and this is what she eats at home.

There are steamed buns that are so hard that you can eat your teeth, and pickles that are so salty that you can't eat what they are.

It's Chinese New Year's Eve, but there are two bowls on the table in the firewood room. Osmanthus doesn't believe that these are just leftovers from eating years ago.

Needless to say, this must be the meal that Moqian prepared for these two old people.

She wears gold and silver, but let the old people eat such things, it is simply too unfilial!

Osmanthus fragrans couldn't help clenching her fists again.

But after she observed the whole woodshed, her fist loosened again.

But soon, the loose fist clenched again, even more tightly than the previous few times.

At this time, Gui Hua only had one thought in her mind, that is to kill someone, she really wanted to kill that Mo Qian family now!

Although Mo Youdao's explanation just now made people feel uncomfortable, he could barely accept it as true.

But after seeing the situation in the woodshed, he would immediately understand that Mo Youdao's words were completely false, and he was making things sound better.

In this firewood room, there is a small earthen kang, and there are two wooden boxes on the ground. The boxes have peeled off the paint and look very old.

Apart from these, there is the table in the corner.

Between the earth kang and the door, there is a stove, on which only a black lacquered iron pot can sit, and beside the stove is a small desk with a small black pot on it , and then there is a cutting board that has been cut into a large piece and a kitchen knife that has been obviously damaged.

As a firewood house, the furnishings inside clearly look like long-term residents. On the contrary, there is very little firewood, only a small bundle standing next to the stove.

This is not a temporary residence, this is basically what it looks like to live here all the time.

Chu Lishou was already squatting in front of the stove to light the fire. Chu Yannian came in and squatted beside Chu Lishou, helping Chu Lishou light the fire together.

Mo Youdao was sitting at the top of the kang, while Mo An and Mo were sitting on the top of the small kang holding hands. No one spoke, and the atmosphere seemed a bit depressed.

"Mom, let my grandma and grandpa rest for a while. I'll ask Ermei to prepare hot water. I'll bring it over later for the two elders to wash their hands, and then have some snacks to rest their stomachs. In the afternoon, let's set up a table for a reunion Take a moment." As Osmanthus fragrans said, she walked to the small wooden table and blocked the two black bowls on the table with her body.

After Mo came in, he only cared about feeling uncomfortable, and really didn't pay attention to the two black bowls, so he didn't think much about Osmanthus' actions.

"Well, warm up first." Mo Shi touched Mo An Shi's hand, speaking with a strong nasal voice.

I think before I got married, my mother's hands were always warm. Although they were not chubby and sensual, they were at least very strong.It's good now, it's cold, and it's as thin as a layer of skin covering the bones, which makes the joints look extraordinarily large.

(End of this chapter)