On a March day, it was not particularly cold, Rao Xia opened a crack in the window, burned the coal stove to warm the house, and then shaved the little girl's hair, and took a good bath, and then took him to the bedroom to sleep.

The next morning, she got up and was stunned for a while before she realized where she was. Seeing that the little girl next to the bed was sleeping in a ball, she covered her with the quilt, listened to her sleeping soundly, got up and went to the kitchen, looked at the remaining things in the kitchen, and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth.

In this family, she finally understood what it means to be a good woman who is difficult to cook without rice.

She glanced at the honeycomb coal, and the night passed, and the fire was still burning, although small.

Lin Dacheng had a small mine before that, and although the house was too poor to open a pot, there was still no shortage of honeycomb coal. Pick up enough low-quality coal, and you can go to the honeycomb coal factory in exchange. While Lin Zishuo took Xiaoya, he also occasionally went to do this.

Lin Ziang and they are also very experienced, and they sealed the vents below so that only a little gap remained, just without extinguishing the fire, without using coal, and not burning out in the morning.

Rao Xia also breathed a sigh of relief, she hadn't used such a stove for many years, and she changed it to a piece of coal.

After looking at the remaining cornmeal and white flour, they were simply mixed together and kneaded into dough, and it was definitely too late to make the dough, so it was better to make gnocchi soup.

Xiaoya is young, Lin Zishuo also looks malnourished, most of them have weak stomachs, and they can digest a little easier after eating.

As a result, Rao Xia had just prepared about it, and saw that the little girl had come out, and her clothes were a little twisted by herself, but she looked up and looked at her, extremely well-behaved.

She touched her somewhat messy head, a little weak-hearted, she cut off most of it with scissors, and then shaved her with a razor, it was indeed ...... It wasn't neat, and she put the buttons back up for her.

Xiaoya didn't care at all, she just watched her movements with big eyes, and she was quietly and extraordinarily well-behaved.

Rao Xia touched her head, and as soon as she straightened up, she saw Lin Ziang and Lin Zishuo also guarding beside her, Lin Zishuo was a little silent, but Lin Ziang still looked at her with vigilant eyes.

Rao Xia wanted to roll her eyes, "Take Xiaoya to wash up and wait for dinner." ”

Lin Zishuo went to see his eldest brother again, and when he saw that he was silent, Lin Zishuo left with Xiaoya.

When the little girl left, she couldn't help but look back at Rao Xia's pot.

Rao Xia couldn't help but bend his eyebrows.

She melted a little oil, diced the potatoes and put them in, scattered and fried them, smelled the fragrance, looked at the slightly cooked, then added water, used the last egg, beat it and sprinkled it in, and finally added the gnocchi.

As for the condiment for the whole kitchen, it is nothing more than salt......

Rao Xia looked up and saw garlic sprouts growing in a small container by the kitchen window, which was okay...... Cut a handful and sprinkle it, which is considered a vegetable.

A bowl of pimple soup is just that, there is really no thing, and Rao Xia can't just use these things to make flowers.

However, in Rao Xia's opinion, the extremely simple pimple soup, the people at the door were already drooling and about to flow out.

The base soup made of potatoes is also extraordinarily rich, just add a little salt, and then put the rest of the gnocchi, which is also very fragrant.

She beckoned, "Come and pretend." ”

The pimple soup is made with cornmeal, one by one with some yellow, only Xiaoya has a spoon in the bowl of several of them, and the other two have no spoons, and they directly hold the coarse porcelain bowl and start to suck.

Seeing that Rao Xia was a little nervous, "Slow down." ”

Seeing the three pairs of heads up at the same time, a little frightened and nervous, Rao Xia reacted and slowed down his voice a little, "Don't burn." ”

Xiaoya picked up the spoon again, looked at Rao Xia again, and then drank it in small sips.

The nervous and somewhat stiff expression on Lin Ziang's face eased slightly, and he took another sip, but this time he came in small sips, not so big.

Of course, it wasn't because of Rao Xia's words! he just didn't want to burn himself.

There is only one egg in the gnocchi soup, just a little salt is added, but I don't know how Rao Xia kneaded it, the gnocchi, one by one, chewed a little and with a little toughness, it is very different.

Let him swallow his throat subconsciously.

The hot pimple soup slid straight down, and it was so hot that the heat made his eyes a little red.

He finished the big bowl of pimple soup in three or two bites, and put the bowl down, "What kind of house do you want to find?" ”

"It's best to have more than two, a little safer, not too far from your school, it's best to have a primary school nearby, and it will be convenient for Lin Zishuo to go to school at that time." ”

Lin Zishuo paused in the action of drinking soup, looked up at Rao Xia, and couldn't help but hang down, the hand holding the bowl was a little hesitant, he, he, can he really go to school?

It seems that it costs a lot of money to go to school, and besides, he goes to school, so who will take Xiaoya? Can he take Xiaoya to school with him?

Lin Ziang was also silent for a moment, he knew that Lin Zishuo should go to school.

He also remembers that when he was a child, his mother told him that he had to go to school to change his future. He doesn't know what the future of the changed will look like, but it should be better than it is now?

However, his mother died early, and Xiao Shuo had to take Xiaoya again, so he had no time, no chance, and no money.

Rao Xia, Rao Xia, he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Rao Xia, is she really willing to ask Xiao Shuo to go to school?

If she was really willing to let Xiao Shuo go to school, he clenched his fist, then even if he was ridiculed by Rao Xia a few words, or beaten and scolded a few times, he, he would admit it.

"The teachers of our school have a family home nearby, and I have heard people say that after the family home over there is separated, some people rent it out, but ...... I've heard it's quite expensive. ”

Rao Xia's eyes lit up slightly, and the middle school teacher was nearby.

Sure enough, who can be a big guy in the future, it seems that Lin Ziang still has some brains.

These teachers have money and leisure, and they are also willing to spend money. She might as well investigate what business to do next.

You can also find someone to ask about the primary school registration, so that Lin Zishuo can arrange for him to go to school, the most important thing is that the environment is good, the literacy is good, and Lin Ziang can also be edified, so that he will not be so stubborn, and he will not think about going the wrong way in the future.

"Then we'll go after dinner. "It just so happened that on the weekend, Lin Ziang could also help her.

Lin Ziang breathed a sigh of relief, and was a little proud.

After eating, Rao Xia touched Lin Zishuo's head again and emphasized, "You remember, don't open the door for anyone else, you can only open the door when I come back." ”

Lin Zishuo glanced at his brother, and then nodded.

Rao Xia is helpless, don't develop a squint in Lin Zishuo in the future, right?

Rao Xia took out the money, as well as the ID card, household registration book, and the letter of introduction is gone, but Lin Ziang also has some reputation in school, right? The school teacher should know him, and at this time, the letter of introduction should not be needed to rent a house, right?

After going out, Rao Xia told Lin Zishuo to block the door with something through the door, and never open the door for others, so he took Lin Ziang out.

Glancing at the asphalt road, seeing the pedestrians walking all over the street wearing gray, black, blue, and green clothes, watching the bicycles shuttling by, and the people on the cars were full of confident smiles, Rao Xia had his own feeling that he was indeed wearing the nineties.

There are hardly any shops on either side of the road, but there are quite a few, hairdressers, taverns, grocery stores, hardware stores, and of course, the most magnificent are the state-run stores, state-run restaurants.

Rao Xia thought it should be relatively close, but who knew that Lin Ziang actually took Rao Xia for nearly an hour, and her legs were weak before she saw the two teaching buildings from a distance. However, although it is a little far, it will also be far away from the people of the Lin family.

At this time, looking at the bicycles again, Rao Xia's eyes couldn't help but show a little envy...... Lin Dacheng seems to have a broken bicycle too, right? Why did she forget to ride a bicycle?!

The two old buildings are only about three floors. Some are old, some are broken.

There is a small courtyard next to it, there are four small buildings of five or six floors, it seems that it has a history of at least 20 years, there are not many people coming and going at the door, Rao Xia observed, there are at least more than 100 households in such an old family yard, there are bungalows around, there are sheds, when I just passed by, I seemed to see a steel mill.

Lin Ziang went to the school gate, and there was an uncle sitting at the school gate. Lin Ziang stepped forward and handed over a cigarette, and then asked, "Do you know where there are rents in the vicinity?"

The uncle obviously knew Lin Ziang, took the cigarette, and then spoke, "Teacher Zhang seems to be saying that he wants to rent a house, you ...... Who's renting the house?"

Rao Xia's eyes scratched the cigarette in Lin Ziang's hand, and when he saw Lin Ziang stiffened, he stepped forward, "Hello teacher, I take the child to rent." ”

When the old man heard this, he couldn't see the smile on his face, and waved his hand again and again, "I'm not a teacher, I'm not a teacher." ”

"What kind of rent do you want?"

Rao Xia heard that in the hospital, when he saw the nurse to call the doctor, the doctor to call the director, and the director to call the professor. It seems that this is also applicable in school.