"Xiaoyan, the shrimp and fried rice I brought from the restaurant tonight-" Lin Xiang shouted outside the door into the house.

"Know-" The door was pushed open, and Lin Yan jumped out.

"Sister!" Lin Yan smiled and took the food box that Lin Xiang was holding, and the two sisters and brothers turned around and entered the house.

"Ooth, spoon." Lin Xiang handed the spoon he brought back with him to Lin Yan.

Lin Yan was obviously hungry too, so he took the things, opened the food box, and ate it in a big gulp.

"Let's go to the market tomorrow." Lin Xiang said.

Lin Yan was in a hurry, his speech was a little slurred, and when he raised his head, he frowned: "Is there any money?" ”

Lin Xiang nodded: "Yes, Uncle Feng was drunk when he went back to the restaurant tonight, I discussed it with the cook and Hancui, now we are too short of money, I took more than half of the income from the restaurant in advance, and it shouldn't be a problem to buy some pots and pans." ”

Speaking of this, Lin Yan raised his eyebrows and said curiously: "Sister, can today's food be sold well?" ”

Hearing this, Lin Xiang sighed.

Seeing this, Lin Yan "chuckled" in his heart, and the secret way was not good.

Who knew that in the next second, Lin Xiang raised the corners of his mouth and showed a smile: "It's okay!" ”

Lin Yan pouted and glared at Lin Xiang.

"You don't know, there were no guests coming to the door, but who knew that when the cook uncle shouted at the door, many people came around." Lin Xiang enthusiastically described the situation in the restaurant to his younger brother today.

Lin Yan nodded while eating, and laughed twice from time to time.

"By the way, sister, a neighbor's aunt came to the door today." Lin Yan scooped up the last grain of rice in the bowl with a spoon, and then looked up.

Lin Xiang was stunned, and then said, "Auntie? ”

"Yes." Lin Yan nodded, and then said: "I gave a big bowl of pork and cabbage vermicelli soup-" Before the words fell, the person stood up, ran to the stove not far away, and held a large bowl of soup in both hands.

In the blink of an eye, he ran back and put the food on the table.

At this moment, due to the cold weather and temperature, the originally steaming soup has been frozen into a paste, and only a few bones and some cabbage gangs can be seen floating in the soup.

Lin Yan licked the corners of his mouth: "I tasted it at noon, it was delicious." After speaking, he frowned, and when he came back to his senses, he said, "En...... But it's not as good as my sister's craftsmanship. ”

Lin Xiang couldn't hold back his laughter, reached out and patted his brother's head, "Pat the fart." ”

"Alas...... In the blink of an eye, Lin Xiang couldn't help but sigh again.

In her previous life, she and her younger brother lived in an apartment building, and there was usually no one to greet her. Walking face to face, it is rare to be able to give each other a smile.

Thinking like this, a thought had already risen in Lin Xiang's head: the relationship with his neighbors in his previous life was not good, but he can't repeat the mistakes of the past in this life, ancient and modern times are different, and people need to do it themselves.

……

On the second day, before dawn, Lin Xiang got up early in the morning.

The house that Feng Ming found for them was located on the edge of the most prosperous part of the street, in fact, it was far, far away from the center of the city.

Lin Xiang walked around the room and said in his heart: I remember that there is a rope here......

After a while, his eyes lit up, and he had already picked up the hemp rope and brought out the barrel before going out.

In the morning, freshen up and fetch water, walk through this dilapidated street where the house is located, and after walking for a short time, you can see a clear river and dense jungle, which means that it is not far from the countryside, the ground is uncleaned yellow earth, and when the cold wind blows, the yellow sand is all over the sky in an instant.

Shivering, Lin Xiang tightened his collar, which was not very thick, pulled the rope, hung the tattered wooden barrel, walked to the small river, and filled the bucket with the cold stream.

"Hiss-" Gasping coldly, Lin Xiang's face turned pale from the cold.

Hurriedly holding the barrel in his arms, Lin Xiang covered the yellow earth and ran all the way.

Of course, don't forget to pick up some branches or something along the way, and tie the branches one by one with a rope by the way.

……

Pushing open the door, I felt a burst of warmth.

Lin Xiang put the large bundle of firewood on the ground, picked up the cold wooden barrel and went to the stove.

There is only a small door separating the kitchen from the bed, so sometimes people who are resting on the bed feel choked when there is a lot of smoke from cooking.

However, these are nothing to the poor Lin Xiang and Lin Yan. Compared to asking for food and staying in a small ruined temple, this is already a paradise.

threw the firewood under the stove and lit it, and immediately, Lin Xiang poured the cold water from the river into the iron pot.

The tongue of fire licked the bottom of the pot, but after a moment's effort, the small world was bright, and Lin Xiang's originally shivering body was already warm.

"Goo-goo-" The cold water was boiled and bubbles began to bubble up.

Lin Xiang poured out the hot water—

Immediately, he poured the soup sent by the aunt next door that Lin Yan said yesterday into the soup pot.