The hardest thing about living here for modern people is not not not having a mobile phone in your hand.

What kind of mobile phone syndrome, when you leave your phone for a day, you feel like something will happen.

Without this disease, you can be cured in a few days here.

It's not that there are no sewing machines, washing machines and the like.

Although it is difficult to make clothes, I can't make a few pieces without leaving the needle and thread, all of them are sewn by hand.

Although it is difficult to wash clothes here, many people who have a habit of cleanliness cannot afford to remove the quilt.

But for modern people, the hardest part is not that.

It doesn't matter how far the road is, there is no car to ride.

Even if it's a broken bus leaking everywhere.

It is conceivable that it will be even more difficult for the family to afford livestock here, and it is completely unstrained.

But the speed at which animals pull their feet is really slow, especially in such a cold weather.

To add insult to injury, when I was in a hurry, I came home late, and it was completely dark and there was no light.

That's really, look at it, it's dark.

Song Fusheng and the others are okay, they are all men, the black is dark, the young men are still strong, and they are skiing all the way home.

At most, on the road, when there is an uphill or downhill slope, the uphill slide is laborious, and the downhill falls a few big heels.

If you fall, then get up quickly.

With their big hands wearing cotton gloves, they helped each other to pick up and tie up the vegetable bags that fell on the road.

At most, the mask on the head was completely cold and hot at the nose, and the mask was soaked and sticking to the face, and the nose, mouth, and cheekbones were frozen in panic.

At most, one person dragged hundreds of pounds of climbing plows to ski forward, and both shoulders were strangled with bruises.

But Mrs. Ma can't do it.

First encountered the difficulty of the road being too dark and needing to light a torch.

The old lady had to take care of the reins and control the cow.

The matter of raising the torch needs to be done by the little granddaughter.

The little granddaughter has to come out of the quilt, how can she raise the torch if she doesn't come out, and the quilt must not be burned?

The old lady untied the rope from her waist, stiffened herself in the cold, and came down to move the bag, and vacated the place next to her, so that the little granddaughter could sit side by side with her, and they were draped in quilts.

And Mi Shou was still behind the two of them, curled up in the sleeping bag, unable to see anything, and the quilt was exhaling outside the sleeping bag.

Mi Shou thought that because of his own existence, the quilt on the back would leak air, so he squirmed his body and pressed the quilt with his two little feet, so that his grandmother and sister's backs would not leak.

Mrs. Ma was startled, "Mi Shou, don't move, watch it fall." ”

"Oh." Mi Shou answered in his sleeping bag.

Mrs. Ma helped her granddaughter light the torch.

In fact, the old lady had no heat in her body at this time, and the heat that the servants had covered with quilts before, this trembling, all ran away.

Especially the front chest, heart and stomach here, the heart is blown by the oncoming wind.

The back waist is fine, there is Mi Shou in the back to block some cold wind, and there are also high bags in the car to block some.

Song Fuling felt that it was even more difficult for herself, she was covered with a quilt with her milk, and the arm that lit the torch and held the torch had to be stretched out.

No matter how tight the cuffs are, when the cold wind blows, the cold wind pours into it, and the whole left arm holding the torch is cold.

That's it, not counting all the way, can you still have this arm when you get home?

What? You say change hands and lift back and forth?

In exchange for that, can there still be heat in the quilt?

No, it's not the hardest, don't think about the sore hands because the torch goes out with a pop.

"Milk, isn't there too little oil on it, are you going to live blindly again?"

Mrs. Ma was wronged: "No, I didn't do it this time, I deliberately wiped it more, Emma, the wind is too strong, and the snow is blowing again." ”

Song Fuling wanted to cry without tears, rekindled, and only lasted a few minutes when it was burned, and was blown out by a wind blowing heavy snow.

Mrs. Ma hurriedly said: "Don't order, I'm familiar with this road, let's catch the car in the dark, you can't rush in the ditch." ”

On this road, just them, the side of the mountain is full of woods, and there is no light at all.

It's pitch black, the wind is still in my ears, and my eyes can't see anything clearly because of the snow, and they are illuminated purely by the snow.

Song Fuling covered the crossbow on her waist, thinking that she would do one if she dared to come to a large livestock, it was too mad to rush at night.

And these are not the hardest, the hardest thing is that the road has uphill and downhill.

Downhill, you need to pull the reins tightly, don't let the cow run and run into the ditch.

The uphill is more difficult, and the old cow does not go up.

The old cow didn't want to do that either: it was hungry, thirsty, and had been freezing for a day, and it was pulling these things in the back. Whoever resides, no one will do it.

The quilt had already let Song Fuling and the old lady wrap Mi Shou alone.

The two of them didn't wear anything at this time, they both got out of the car, and dragged the old cow on the left and right.

"Go, go, you have to rest at home, you're going to freeze to death outside."

Song Fuling was also so anxious that she shouted with her grandmother: "Go, move, move." ”

Mi Shou in the quilt, hearing his sister and grandmother scolding the old cow, he only felt glad in his heart:

Emma, it's not because I'm running away from the famine this day, and I'm very anxious in my heart, and I really want to be helped.

But grandma said that he was too small, and he came down to make a mess, and he could kick the old cow away if he was in trouble.

At the same time, this end of the family.

Grandpa Song was also doused with snow at the entrance of the village, like a snowman.

The strong labor of the family has already sent him out, let him go to meet him.

Because Grandpa Song guessed that those groups of people didn't go into the city, they had already said that they would go back as soon as possible if they couldn't get in, and they would come back.

Nursery rhyme town is so close but has not returned home yet, it should have been in, and bought food, so busy that it should be out of the city before closing the city gate.

Therefore, the old man not only collected the money he sent to everyone today, but also pinched the hour, and when he felt that it was almost time, he sent people to meet him on the road.

And he himself stood at the entrance of the village and waited.

I can't sit still at home, and I don't feel at ease.

"Is it Fusheng?"

"No, Grandpa, it's a few of us. More than half of the time, I met it. When the Fusheng brothers saw that we had gone, they went back to look for the fat girl and the eldest mother, and the eldest lady and her mother were driving the ox cart behind. ”

"Be quiet, be small, why don't you shout the whole village!" Grandpa smoked a cigarette pouch and pot and smoked it on the kid who replied.

"Let's go, let me go home quietly." Grandpa instructed with a breath.

And he himself is still standing here, no one can persuade back, and he kicks the persuader a few times. Grind, hurry up and go home, you don't care if I'm waiting at the entrance of the village.

Qian Peiying at home also covered the nest early.

A few quilts made her warm, warm and warm.

The hot water is boiled and the hot rice is in the pot.

Speaking of rice, Qian Peiying has now started to cook "two kinds of rice".

It needs to be burned separately.

One is the daughter, Lao Song, she, the three of them eat, with space of rice noodles.

They can conjure it up when they eat it.

Do it separately each time, and put it in a marked basin when it's done.

In this way, it can save food.

Then use the grain given by the government, including the food of the three of them, to cook for Mi Shou, Sizhuang, and the Niu shopkeeper of the mother's family.

It is also served separately in a small basin.

To the cattle shopkeeper and the four strong, including Mi Shou, Qian Peiying stabbed Song Fusheng a few days ago, and asked Song Fusheng to come forward and lie to those people: "Don't go out and say, our family has stored some grain privately, and we can't afford to share it with everyone, and our few people are barely enough." ”

For this kind of little secret, Mi Shou pretended a lot in his heart, and when he heard it, he hurriedly nodded and made a gesture to close his mouth.

The cow shopkeeper and Sizhuang only asked, where is our house, don't let the rats gnaw it.

Song Fusheng said, in her daughter's separate dim sum room.

Everyone knows that there is a cabinet in her daughter's snack room, and the kind that is locked on the cabinet is locked.

The shopkeeper Niu and Sizhuang never went to the dim sum room, and nodded their heads to show their understanding after listening.

Moreover, Song Fusheng also lied to these two people and said: In order not to attract attention, he scooped a few scoops of rice or noodles at home every time.

However, Song Fusheng didn't lie completely, in the days when he set up a stall before, he always bought meat and put it in the space. He bought it, but he couldn't put it in, and he came back with a sneak, so he had to let his daughter put it inside.

Others didn't pay attention to this, but the shopkeeper of Sizhuang Wagyu who closed the door and lived together had an impression, thinking that his uncle was the grain he bought at that time.

That's where it comes in handy.

Because of the meat bought, Mi Shou Niu's shopkeeper Si Zhuang and the others can eat it, but they pull it down if they don't eat it.

Therefore, after knowing this evil belief on the first day of the Lunar New Year, from the second day of the Lunar New Year, Song Fusheng's small family has eaten two meals.

Qian Peiying made the rice noodles she ate for three people less white, the modern rice noodles are so good, how can the people here eat so good, and it really took some brains.

It's like cooking porridge.

If it's porridge for the three of them.

Qian Peiying will put garlic sauce or the kind of Korean sauce bought by her daughter in the porridge in the space before serving it, and use the sauce to mix and change the color of the porridge.

The sauced beef taken out of the space, she also chopped it into minced foam and put it in the porridge.

If it is rice longevity, cattle shopkeeper, and porridge of four strong.

Sometimes a little outside sauce is also used, but it is mostly up to them to put a lot of less.

The meal given to Mi Shou will also be filled with extra meat foam.

You can't look at the porridge that my sister, uncle and aunt eat with meat, but the baby has no meat, right?

It is also minced and minced meat and boiled in porridge.

It used the meat that Song Fusheng bought some time ago to put in the space. Qian Peiying has deliberately calculated that in addition to the meat distributed by the public to everyone, she also saves a lot, and only makes meat for Mi Shou alone, which can be eaten until the autumn harvest and even winter.

In Qian Peiying's heart, no matter how bad the situation is, it is certain that her three of them will not starve to death, and there is space.

As for the others, her ability is limited, and she can't manage it so much, and she can't care about the chaos in the future, as long as she doesn't lose her Mi Shou's stomach, she can guarantee this.

According to the modern time period, it was more than ten o'clock in the evening, and Song Fusheng carried Mi Shou on his back and helped the frozen girl into the house with one hand.

But Qian Peiying felt distressed.

The girl opened her mouth to call her mother, and her mouth was wooden.

Bring a quilt draped over the body, and the quilt has ice ballast on the head.

At first glance, I knew that it was covered with a quilt on my head, and the ice was frozen back and forth.

The crossbow worn by the girl, iron, was put in the house for a while, but it was relieved.

Qian Peiying suspected that she could get her tongue on it if she licked it with her tongue.

It's pinned to the child's waist, and in the clothes, you can imagine whether the girl's body is hot.

Qian Peiying squatted on the side of the kang and took off Song Fuling's shoes, covered her daughter's feet with both hands, and pulled out the cold. I was a little angry with Song Fu in my heart.

Everyone's business, look at the one that froze her child. It's annoying, I can't wait to pinch Lao Song and twist his thigh meat.

"Take off your clothes in your hut, I'll tell your father not to come in, take off the bed to warm up."

Qian Peiying said again: "Her father, you are not allowed to come in," while climbing onto the big kang again, giving Mi Shou cold clothes, squeezing the light into the quilt, and pressing the child with two big quilts: "Don't move, my aunt will scoop hot water for you to drink." ”