At the end of the day, the old lady also rested her thoughts, knowing that this year would be like this, and the few New Year's money in her pocket were simply given to Lin Qing and the others. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Uncle Tai watched from the side, and said to Lin Qing with a smile: "I have received three copies today, you haven't been in vain this year." ”

Lin Qing stretched out four white and tender fingers: "Four servings! Yesterday, the little bamboo family gave me one, and also gave me a bun, made of fine powder!"

Speaking of this, the old lady immediately turned her head and glared at her: "Do you dare to say, how many bites of that bun did you eat yesterday?"

Lin Qing blinked and didn't speak, yesterday's bun made of fine powder was quite fragrant, and there was oil residue in it, but as soon as she ate two bites, the little fox jumped on her arm and held her bun to gnaw.

"Milk, go back and starve them, they are all uneasy, goblins! Xiao Lang pulled Lin Qing to his side, and while playing with her pigtails, he neatly pushed everything to the cats and dogs at home, for fear that the old lady would scold the little girl again.

Zhang Wenhe also answered: "The little fox grabbed it first, I saw it." ”

The old lady looked at them and didn't say a word, but her mood improved, she looked at the heavy snow outside, uncovered the buns, and talked to her uncle about something else: "This snow drifted all night last night, and now it has drifted for another day, and the snow on the roof is afraid that it is very thick, so find a bamboo rake to pick up the snow." ”

Uncle Tai got up and glanced out and nodded: "It's time to pick it up, look at this day, it is estimated that it will be next night." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Lang let go of Lin Qing's pigtail with a very good eye, took the hat and put it on, and went out of the house to find a bamboo rake in the firewood room.

Zhang Wenhe wanted to join in the fun, but the old lady grabbed him: "Go out without wearing a hat, the snow will fall on your body and soak your cotton jacket, don't catch a cold when you turn around." ”

As she spoke, she saw Lin Qing playing with snow at the door, and the old lady hurriedly went over and pulled the person into the house: "This day's cold breath can freeze, you are still in a hurry to play in the snow, if you are sick, you will not think about going out of the house again this winter!"

Outside, Xiao Lang came over with a bamboo rake, found a bamboo pole to tie together, and lifted it to the roof a few times, and the thick snow fell down, and soon piled up under the eaves.

The old lady was not very relieved when she saw it, so she asked her uncle to look at Lin Qing and the others, and went out to take a look while wearing a hat, while carefully instructing: "Be careful, but don't hook the tiles, just pick up the next layer." ”

Xiao Lang responded, his hands did not stop, and his movements were not slow, and the old lady who watched it kept worrying, for fear of picking off a piece of tile.

At this time, not only the Lin family was picking up the snow, but almost every family in the village came out to clean up the snow on the roof, and they lived nearby, chattering while busy working, and for a while, the village had a lot more popularity.

The Zhang family was also picking up the snow on the roof, but it was Mrs. Zhang and Xiao Yi who came out, followed by the four sisters Zhang Tao, as for Zhang Fusheng and Mr. Zhang, as well as Mrs. Xiao Wang Hongxia and others, none of them showed their heads.

Mrs. Zhang's temper doesn't seem to be very good today, scolding in the courtyard, her voice is not small, quite a bit of Sang scolding Huai, Lin Qing stood at the door of the hall and frowned, this is not a big New Year.

The old lady also heard the scolding, and asked Lin Qing to go back to the room with a calm face, so as to save her ears from getting dirty.

Xiao Lang sped up, and it didn't take long to finish the snow, put the rake back in the firewood room, and beckoned the old lady with a bad face to go back to the house. But the old lady couldn't hold back in the end, and opened her mouth to shout at Zhang's house: "What is the problem when you fall into the dung pit! This stinky mouth, I can smell it clearly from afar!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence on the Zhang family's side.

The old lady took a few looks, and the anger in her heart finally dissipated, and when she returned to the house, she cooked a pot of ginger soup on a small stove, and the whole family drank a bowl of cold to ward off the cold.

It didn't take long for Xiao Yi, who lived in Zhang's house, to suddenly run over quietly.

The old lady was angry again, but it was snowing heavily outside, and it was the first day of the new year, so the old lady was not happy this time, so she had to let people into the house.

Xiao Yi is very peaceful today, first he greeted the old lady and his uncle, and then said good things for a while, and finally talked to Xiao Lang about the past with red eyes, saying that he regretted himself, saying that he missed Xiao Lang's mother and son, in short, he talked a lot.

I don't know how many of the words are true, but the tone is full of nostalgia, with his current vicissitudes of life, it is really touching and tearful, if Xiao Lang's mother is not dead, maybe Xiao Lang will be soft-hearted for a point or two.

But now, Xiao Lang listened to him expressionlessly, he shouldn't say a word, and he was still weaving a small flower basket in his hand, with his left ear in and out of his right ear, as if someone was farting.

Lin Qing twitched the corners of his mouth when he snuggled into the old lady's arms, and when he saw Xiao Yi being embarrassed and annoyed, he estimated that he would be furious if he said a few more words.

"Dad said these words, you don't have anything to ask?" Xiao Yi's face darkened, his anger gradually rose, and he subconsciously said: "What kind of attitude do you have? It's a shame that your mother is gone, if it's still there, I'll definitely beat you now!"

"You also know that my mother is gone?!" Xiao Lang replied coldly: "What did you do in the early years?!, what are you still telling me when my mother is gone?"

Xiao Yi was choked and couldn't get up, and his hand trembled when he pointed at him.

The old lady couldn't stand it and took over: "What are you doing all the things in the past? If you really feel sorry for the child, you will swallow those things in the past!

A touch of embarrassment flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes, and he was silent for a while before he said: "If you don't mention the past, you won't mention it, I just wanted to change it when I was wrong, but now my family is really about to break up......"

The old lady listened patiently to his nagging, and made a big circle before saying that she had come to borrow food.

"It's been a day, there is no extra food to borrow from the village, my mother is half of the people who have fallen into the ground, and I can't even drink gruel during ......the New Year's Day" Speaking of this, Xiao Yi turned his head and wiped his tears, and said to Xiao Lang: "Don't look at anything, just see how many years your milk will live in the future, help the family, and my father will remember your good in the future." ”

Xiao Lang still didn't relent, he remembered what kind of person his own mother was, "What's the use of you telling this? I have no food or money, what I live in, wear, and eat now belongs to the Lin family, and if your family can't get by, I can't take care of it!" )