The children gathered around the quilt, one against the other, they were so sleepy that they dozed off, their eyelids seemed to be glued, and in a short time they fell down with their heads touching each other, and cried twice to wake up with their foreheads covered.

Some little babies are so sleepy that they don't want to wake up when their foreheads hurt from their friends, so they fall asleep in the quilt.

Qian Mishou was sitting in Qian Peiying's arms, and the two little hands were helplessly clutching Qian Peiying's placket, even if the sleepiness passed, the little hands were holding on to the placket.

Just look, the little guy didn't sleep for a while before he coughed: "Ahem, cough, cough." ”

Then, several little babies also coughed.

It's not frozen, it's choked.

This kang is finally burning, and when you touch the kang head, it is just starting to be a little warm.

It's for this bit of warmth that the house is smoky and burning.

I can guess that looking at the dilapidation of these houses, the people of Renjia Village have moved away for at least a year or two, and the kang has almost collapsed, leaving these two big grass houses with the kang barely supporting the collapse and can burn.

But the kang object, if you don't dig the kang hole for a year or two, it can't be burned through and it's very hot. In addition, the cauldron of the outer stove is connected to the kang, and the kang is burned when the water is boiled, and there is a chimney in the outhouse, and the chimney is also blocked all year round, and the house is full of smoke.

Qian Peiying couldn't open her eyes a little, and she choked on tears.

She covered her face with a quilt for Qian Mishou, sat on the edge of the kang again, and turned around to cover the children's mouths and noses with a quilt: "Don't shake the quilt, cover it." ”

On this condition, Mrs. Ma and the others also breathed a sigh of relief: "Is it hot?" ”

"It's getting hotter."

"Third daughter-in-law, then you quickly spread the futon while it is hot and let the babies sleep."

Song Fuling had been squatting in the house before the charcoal pot to roast the fire, roasting her cotton shoes, roasting Mi Shou's shoes, there was a small puddle in the meadow before, she led Mi Shou to step on it, and the two sisters fell into the mud pit.

Adults can't work without shoes, and now the shoes are so fashionable that they can be baked and worn out.

Now that her mother is about to spread the mattress, she is afraid that her mother will not be able to see clearly, so Song Fuling walked over with a torch to illuminate it.

When I got closer, I saw clearly, my God, the kang surface is directly sand, and this kang doesn't even have a broken grass mat, and those people have moved too thoroughly.

"Mother, you wait for me."

Song Fuling went out after speaking.

Picked up the broken straw curtain that came all the way and fanned it on the trolley, holding a torch in one hand and dragging the straw curtain with the other.

Song Fusheng happened to look back and see his daughter: "Can you pull it?" ”

"Yes. Dad, don't get angry, I don't believe it, who else can I make it difficult to die. ”

Song Fusheng looked at his daughter's little face illuminated by the firelight, and the little face of the puff was still bent at him, a girl with a big heart.

However, this smile did have the effect of relieving Song Fusheng's heart.

Yes, the girl is right.

The daughter and daughter-in-law are not as good as him, those two people don't even have any ancient memories, isn't it more difficult than him? But when it comes to the real chapter, it looks too good than his heart.

That is, a living person can still suffocate urine to death, he doesn't believe it, he comes here with his bare hands, and he can't get up from scratch? He's best at starting from scratch!

"Then you'll have to help me."

Song Fuling agreed: "Don't worry, Dad, I'll work with you to find a way to come up with ideas, and you wait for me to wake up." After saying that, he dragged her broken mat into the thatched hut.

Awake?

“……”

Song Fusheng suddenly curled the corners of his mouth and smiled.