The corners of Lin Xiayan's mouth twitched, thinking in her heart, she also understood this, because in her previous life, it was just some common sense. After all, in the previous life, many children would order milk and eat it with breakfast every morning, so naturally there were many precautions in this regard.

"You're welcome, you're always welcome!"

Lin Xiayan sent Lin Tian away with a smile, and he remembered Bi Xiwen and them in his heart, and if he did the math, it seemed that he hadn't seen them for many days, and he didn't know how the transformed life was going over there.

The adobe house I saw at that time was small and dilapidated, and I didn't know if Bi Xiwen and his wife could adapt to it.

Moreover, the weather is getting colder and colder, and if he hadn't written a letter of introduction to him, I'm afraid she wouldn't have been able to work as a secretary in the factory, and she wouldn't have been able to pay her salary for so many months.

Lin Xiayan thought so, so he went to the town to buy some cloth, and then bought some cotton and started making quilts.

The fabric is a simple coarse cloth, but the expensive thing is that it is pure cotton, and the color is the kind of light blue that is washed white, although it is not very bright, but presumably Bi Xiwen does not have to be too fancy, after all, they are still transforming!

Under Lin Xiayan's skillful hand, a cotton quilt was quickly made, Lin Xiayan found some straw piled aside from the storage room, kneaded it into a rope on his knees, folded the quilt into a square, and then tied it with a rope.

In this way, she carried the quilt on her back, and felt that the cotton was very thick, and she was satisfied.

With that done, she opened the door to the pantry and sneaked out the back door of the courtyard.

After all, staying at Lin Han's house, if Xie Panqing saw her carrying such a good quilt to give it away, she would probably not be happy.

Because, last time, Lin Xiayan walked back from the place where Bi Xiwen and them renovated alone, so she remembered that route firmly.

When he walked in front of the adobe house, Lin Xiayan looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late, and it was about to go down.

She was anxious to walk back, so she quickly entered the adobe house, and as soon as she entered, she received the astonished gazes of the crowd.

The gray-haired old men were busy with their own work, and some had just returned from working outside, and their cheeks were darker than what they had seen a while ago.

Lin Xiayan glanced around and didn't see Bi Xiwen and them, so he asked with a smile, "Excuse me, isn't Uncle Bi Xiwen here?" ”

"He and her lover just went out, and it should be at the back of the house, not far away!" An old man with prominent cheekbones and a wrinkled face pushed his thick glasses up and replied.

"Went out with the villagers?" Lin Xiayan was slightly surprised, an intellectual like Bi Xiwen, could it be that he still knew someone here, shouldn't he, he lives so far away in the city every day.

Lin Xiayan thanked the old man, but the old man didn't wait for her to turn around, so he asked, "Did you give this quilt to them?" ”

"Well, yes, it's cold, I think Uncle Bi and they might need it!" As soon as Lin Xiayan finished speaking, the eyes of the others all focused on her.

Each of them has their own thoughts, when they lived in the city before, the people around them tried to please them, but when they were really in trouble, no one came to see them.

In the process of getting along in the past few days, they have long learned from the chat that Lin Xiayan is just an ordinary friend known by Bi Xiwen's daughter, but they didn't expect that they were so righteous and took the initiative to send a big quilt over.

"Girl, you have such a good heart, you put down the quilt, you are tired on your back, take him back in a while, I'll hand it over to him!" The old man just now smiled and appreciated Lin Xiayan's behavior very much.

Lin Xiayan looked at him, but he hesitated slightly, after all, in this era, a quilt is an important thing, in case this old man didn't keep his promise to Bi Xiwen, then wouldn't she be busy for half a day.

At this moment, a voice came from behind: "Xia Yan is here, go and sit inside!" ”

As soon as Lin Xiayan turned around, she found that the Uncle Bi she was looking for had returned, so she showed a smiling face, and immediately put down the quilt tied with straw rope on her back and handed it to Bi Xiwen: "Uncle, the weather is getting colder and colder, this quilt is for you, keep out the cold!" ”

Bi Xiwen's original face was a little unpleasant, but when he saw Lin Xiayan handing him the quilt with a smile on his face, his heart was filled with something in an instant, and it was warm.

"Xia Yan, you take it back, we have a quilt here, you take it back and cover it yourself!"

Lin Xiayan glanced at the beds placed in front of him, the beds were padded with very thin mattresses, the cotton, black and torn, and the mattress was a dark green quilt, which was very thin at first glance, and exuded a damp and musty smell.

If they spend a day or two, they may still be able to bear it, but if they continue to sleep like this for many years, they must be sick.

Sure enough, Bi Xiwen couldn't help coughing a few times next to Lin Xiayan, and he smiled at Lin Xiayan with some embarrassment: "It's windy outside!" ”

"Uncle Bi, you're welcome, you forgot, it was you who introduced me to work in the textile factory, I'm fine now, I earn money, I have food and drink, in addition to this quilt, if you still need something in the future, just write a note, I will give it to me at any time when I come to see you, I will help you buy it!"

At this statement, everyone else was moved to tears. Some people think of their children who are far away, and some think of their deceased wives, in short, they all miss their families a little.

Lin Xiayan didn't wait for Bi Xiwen to excuse herself, she smiled, put the quilt aside, and then ran out.

But after running a few steps, I found that behind the adobe house, under a large plane tree, there were two people, a man and a woman.

This figure, the side face, why is it so familiar?

Lin Xiayan hid behind a stout tree next to her, she took a closer look, but found that it was Lin Han and Yu Man standing by the small river.

I saw that the two of them were standing at a distance of about one meter, and they were talking about something very seriously, because the distance was too far, Lin Xiayan couldn't hear clearly.

At this time, I only heard Bi Xiwen calling Yu Man's name in the adobe house, and Yu Man agreed loudly outside, so he hurriedly said goodbye to Lin Han and trotted all the way over from the riverbed.

Lin Xiayan hurriedly hid his head behind the tree trunk, and when he stretched out his head again, he saw Lin Han kicking the stones at his feet while walking with a bitter melon-like face, and slowly walked along the riverbed in the direction of their house.

Lin Han and Yu Man, these two unrelated people, how could they talk together, and what happened between them? Could it be that they are all friends? However, one is the wife of a professor in the city, and the other is an honest farmer who works every day in the countryside, and there will be no intersection between the two of them!