There are gains and losses.

How would the other party know that from five o'clock in the morning, working non-stop until more than one o'clock in the afternoon?

Not to mention, the stove room is as hot as a steamer, and now it's winter, and the temperature in front of the oil pan in summer is as high as more than 40 degrees, and it makes people feel like they have been washed with water.

When I returned home, it was already dark, and dinner was made by Lin Zishu and Lin Zijiao.

Of course, Lin Zijiao's initiative to help made Lin Zishu a little surprised, she was more straightforward, and asked directly: "Zijin, aren't you tired?"

Lin Zijiao washed the potatoes in his hand and looked at her blankly, what do you mean?

Seeing that his sister looked stupid on her face, but the work in her hand did not stop, Lin Zi was relieved, and she didn't ask any more, and her hands and feet were neat.

This woman has been sick for a while, and she is really sensible.

When Lin Jiaming and his wife came back, the meal was already on the table.

Each person had a bowl of potato noodle soup, and the fritters that Lin Zishu brought back were cut into sections and put on a plate, and when eating noodles, they were soaked in noodle soup and eaten.

Lin Zishu probably told his parents about Lin Weiguo.

Afraid that her parents would worry, she skipped the details and downplayed the injury, only saying that she took a telegram and took advantage of this excuse to let her brother come back for the New Year.

Lin Zijiao also took the opportunity to help: "I miss my brother too." ”

Lin Jiaming was noncommittal with a wooden face, but just ate noodles with his head bored, and looked at it as acquiescence.

Zheng Guihua loved her son earnestly, asked a few words, and learned that her son was fine, and he could take the opportunity to go home early for the New Year, which was naturally undesirable and natural.

While eating, she muttered a few words of scolding her son for not being careful, but she didn't raise any objections.

Lin Zijiao nodded secretly.

It seems that Sister Zishu can still speak at home, of course, it is more likely that the eldest father and aunt are worried about Brother Zilu's body.

In the early morning of the next day, Lin Zishu tiptoed up to pack up his things and get dressed, and Lin Zijiao also quietly climbed up and got dressed quickly.

"What are you doing when you get up?" Lin Zishu asked in a low voice, his hands on his hands.

Lin Zijiao hurriedly put on his clothes, put the hand-knitted woolen socks on his feet, and whispered, "Sister, I'll accompany you to work." ”

"Don't! It's freezing outside, so you stay at home honestly, and my sister will come back and bring you fritters to eat." ”

Lin Zijiao didn't speak, and his hands moved quickly.

When Lin Zishu put on her shoes when she got off the kang, wrapped herself in a stop, and took a cloth bag to prepare to go out, she also packed up and followed Lin Zishu.

"You go back, it's freezing outside!" Lin Zishu said urgently.

"I won't reply, I'm better than Kuroko!" Lin Zijiao was very stubborn.

Lin Zishu was depressed, she wanted to say that in fact, you are really not as good as Heizi.

But this can't be said, people are not as good as dogs, and it will hurt my sister's heart to say it, so I can only say it in another way: "I have to take care of you when you go!"

"I don't need you to take care of me, I can still help you work!" Lin Zijiao was very resolute.

Lin Zishu thought about it for a while, and suddenly smiled: "Do you want to eat hot fritters?"

Lin Zijiao: "......" Is she so greedy, getting up in the middle of the night just to eat a bite of hot fritters and soy milk?

In fact, because Lin Zijiao does not have Lin Zijin's memory, his perception of himself is not very clear.

In his previous life, Lin Zijiao grew up in the countryside, his mother Bai Ruyi's family was a rich peasant, and Bai Ruyi only had one daughter, who was lazy and didn't like to work since she was a child.

As the local saying goes, the daughter is not forced to stick to the mother (the daughter can't work, so the mother has to be affected).

In the same way, if you are not a diligent mother, your daughter will be much more capable than her peers.

The children of Bai Ruyi's family are all in charge of the house early, Lin Zijiao is the second daughter of the family, and when she is seven years old, she will step on a small bench to cook for adults, and she feeds the chickens and pigs in the family.

So she has developed the habit of helping the family do what she can.

However, Lin Zijin is the youngest in the family.

Mother Zheng Guihua is capable of not saying that she is capable, and Lin Zijin has two capable brothers and sisters.

When she was young, everyone was reluctant to let her work, and when they wanted her to work, they thought she was not good at working.

The final result is that Lin Zijin is used to being lazy, he can't do any housework, and he doesn't even have a job wherever he goes.

Looking at his sister's unconvinced expression, Lin Zishu finally compromised.

She reluctantly took off her red, black and white plaid scarf, and tightly wrapped Lin Zijiao's head and neck, revealing only two eyes.

took Zheng Guihua's red square tassel scarf again, wrapped it around himself, and Lin Zishu patted his sister: "Let's go." ”

The door opened, and a biting cold wind poured in.

Although Lin Zijiao was very tightly covered, in the temperature of more than 30 degrees below zero, the home-made cotton jacket and cotton pants could not stop the cold outside.

It was pitch black outside, and the light pillar of the flashlight was dangling in the courtyard, and Kuroko was already obediently squatting at the door of the kennel and waiting.

Lin Zishu went over to untie the collar around the dog's neck, and the black dog jumped out with a low whimper excitedly.

The light pillar of the flashlight flickered, and the two sisters shrank their necks from the cold, and walked briskly along the street.

Kuroko was sprinkling joy in front of and behind them, stopping from time to time to raise her legs to pee in the corner.

The canteen under the grain station where Lin Zishu works is located at the door of the grain station in the white house.

Their home is in the family courtyard of the Red House Grain Station, and the distance between the two "houses" is about three miles.

By the time the sisters and Kuroko arrived at the cafeteria, twenty minutes had passed.

The small canteen under the White House Grain Station is built alone on the side of the road, and most of the surrounding houses are private houses.

The location here is not really good, but it is the only way for the miners in the white house to pass, and the business of the small canteen is not bad.

The wooden door of the cafeteria, painted in light blue, has a large lock hanging from it.

Lin Zishu took the key and opened the door, settling his sister in a warmer place by the stove, while Heizi squatted at the door very consciously.

Outside is the dining hall, with four tables, and the inside of the stove is against the wall with two large stove eyes, and next to it is a very long noodle table, all of which are tightly wrapped in white iron sheets.

On the case, there are two large aluminum basins and good noodles, which look a few points bigger than the large laundry basin at home.

Lin Zishu wore a black and blue apron around his waist, sleeves of the same color on his arms, washed his hands and began to dismantle his face.

There were two square stools side by side on the ground, and she brought the basin down and placed it on the square stool, pounding the noodles with her two fists.

Every once in a while, Lin Zishu would lift the four sides of the dough, fold them in the middle like a wrapper, and then continue to pound it.

After a while, the other employees of the canteen also arrived, and the small stove suddenly became lively.