The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

"It's really cold." In the broken temple, old man Zhou and old man Qian swept the snow in the yard of the broken temple one way out, "little girl, I told you not to come out and go back quickly."

Zhao si'en smiled at them sweetly, "it's all right. It's not cold to move."

She followed in sweeping the snow.

When their family was fine in the past, she wanted to come out to play with the snow like this. Her mother and grandmother were always afraid that she would not come out in the cold. Every time, she would envy other people's children for playing in the snow unscrupulously.

But now, she would rather that those two people were still in front of her and kept her from playing.

When Gu Lingling came, the three men had swept the snow.

"The snow is really heavy!" Gu Lingling stamped the snow on her feet before entering the room. "These pickle sauce is made by my grandmother and me."

"Sister Ling Ling, take it back to eat. We still have a lot of pickles." Zhao Sien refused.

She has taken too many things. Now the most valuable thing in winter is this dish.

So you can't.

"You child." Gu Lingling put things in the kitchen. "It's not for you alone. I'll go to see the old man."

Since Zhao Sien lived here, he knew that Gu Lingling and old man Zhou also knew each other, so he brought her here to live. He couldn't help but be grateful to her.

"I'll cook later. Don't leave at noon." Zhao Sien said.

If put aside the past, she would not believe that she could cut vegetables and cook one day, but now her cooking skills have improved a lot.

Moreover, the character is stronger than before.

These are all because Gu Lingling. Without her, Zhao Sien dared not think about what his life would be like.

"Yes, let's do it together later." It's snowing heavily today. No one should come.

Knowing that Gu Lingling must have something to do with old man Zhou, the two had originally discussed how to kill several dishes later, and old man Qian also found an excuse to help Zhao Sien cook.

"The cotton wadding in your cotton padded jacket is coming out. I'll help you mend it later. This is my grandfather's old cotton padded jacket. My grandmother has washed it clean. I've grown some new cotton inside. It's cold these days. Don't be reluctant to wear it." Gu Lingling warned.

"Well, it's time for old man Qian to envy me again." Old man Zhou enjoyed Gu Lingling's nagging happily.

"People still envy you?" Gu Lingling glanced at him. Don't think she didn't know. There must be someone behind the old man Qian.

The shadow of those times must not be her eyes.

"Hey, hey, little girl knows quite a lot all day." Old man Zhou didn't retort and said with a smile.

"These days I always feel flustered," Gu Lingling frowned and said, "tell that person, pay attention these two days, don't go out even if the snow stops, just stay at home."

She woke up halfway through the dream. She didn't know why old man Zhou was pulled out.

"The old man has been open to living for so many years." Old man Zhou didn't care much.

"What are you looking forward to? The good days are still ahead." Gu Lingling stared at him, "I haven't finished what I want to teach. How can you say?"

"You can't expect me to pass on your treasures. What can I do with my half hanging appearance?"

"No matter when, you have to live well for me, do you hear?"

At last, I cried.

This can frighten old man Zhou. The girl is so stubborn on weekdays. When have you seen her cry?

Hurriedly coaxed and swore, we must live well.

At this time, old man Zhou may not know what it means to swear. When things come, when he is about to fail, he often thinks of the girl's tearful face, and never forgets that sentence even when he is unconscious.

Must live well.