The cloudy day in Yufu Village did not dissipate, but a light rain fell, and the trickling fell from the sky, covering the entire coastal village with a veil-like haze.

Fang Xiaoxiao took Xiaobao's hand and followed behind Mrs. Tian, the wind blew a few times, carrying the rain and cold, making her shiver coldly.

Seeing this, Xiaobao hurriedly stretched out his white and tender little hand to cover Fang Xiaoxiao's hand, and warmed her hand carefully, her fleshy little face was full of worry, "My mother is not cold, Xiaobao will warm my mother." ”

The milky words and careful movements made Fang Xiaoxiao's heart melt, and she just wanted to say a few words to comfort Xiaobao, but the taciturn Mrs. Tian along the way spoke.

"If you don't pull your hand back, it's already cold, is it possible to freeze Xiaobao too?"

As Mrs. Tian spoke, her majestic eyes also squinted at Fang Xiaoxiao, which was enough to see that her usual strictness was really a bit fierce, and the weak character of the original owner was also shaped in such an atmosphere.

Since the crossing is coming, since it is in line with the original owner's actions, Fang Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, and put Xiaobao's hand down, but she didn't want Xiaobao to pull it tightly, she coughed and said, "Xiaobao, put down your mother's hand." ”

Xiaobao frowned, hugged Fang Xiaoxiao with both hands, and then made a grimace at Mrs. Tian, "Grandma, my mother is going to become a big ice cube, Xiaobao is a little sun, I want to warm my mother!" ”

When he said this, Xiaobao also exaggerated his teeth and claws, looking like Mrs. Tian would get angry if she didn't let him warm Fang Xiaoxiao, pitiful and cute.

Seeing this, Mrs. Tian smiled slightly, and turned her face away from Xiaobao, who was still playing with the living treasure.

"Okay, okay, let's go, the stove at home is still hot, go back and let your mother wash well."

"Well, grandma is the best!"

Walking through the densely populated village, and then walking to the outskirts of the village adjacent to the foot of the mountain, Fang Xiaoxiao finally saw the house where she and Xiaobao lived, which was too remote, and she was the only one who lived alone.

Most of the houses in the village are brick houses mixed with straw, and they are pure thatched houses to her.

Surrounded by a simple fence on all sides, the thatched house is built of mud mixed with thatch, which is quite firm, but it can't block the rain, just pushing the wooden door in, Fang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but shiver, it was colder here than outside.

It was really raining heavily outside the house and light rain inside the house.

The house looks clean and tidy at first glance, but in fact there is nothing to put in at all, the leaky roof is fitted with a few basins, a simple two beds and a wooden table, and behind a small wall is the stove, which exudes a slightly hot heat.

As soon as Xiaobao came in, he skillfully took a clay pottery bowl and poured a bowl of tea for Fang Xiaoxiao, and looked at Fang Xiaoxiao with a pair of big black eyes and smiled: "Mother, drink tea first." ”

Fang Xiaoxiao took a sip of the bowl in a daze, but couldn't help frowning, the tea was too cold, she believed it when it was ice water, the tea was too bitter, more like a leaf soaked in water, and she couldn't swallow it.

Seeing Fang's smiling expression, Xiaobao immediately stretched out his hand and touched the teapot, then patted his head in annoyance and said, "Ah, mother, this tea is cold, you wait, I'll go to hot tea." ”

As he spoke, he moved a small horse with his short legs and stepped on it to reach the stove that was higher than him, and he was about to put the hot water in a stove with a teapot in his hand, but the stool under his feet was still not high enough, and he stepped on it and staggered, and he was about to fall.

"Xiaobao!" Fang Xiaoxiao gasped, hurriedly took three steps and made two steps directly forward and hugged Xiaobao from the stool and put it on the ground, the teapot was also put aside by her, carefully examined Xiaobao, and only after confirming that he was not injured did Fang Xiaoxiao breathe a sigh of relief.

"Mother's ......" Xiaobao looked at Fang Xiaoxiao in a daze, with confusion in her eyes, "What Xiaobao can do, don't worry." ”

Seeing that Xiaobao was so sensible at such a young age, Fang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but have a sour nose.

She hugged Xiaobao tightly and comforted softly: "Xiaobao is very powerful, when Xiaobao grows up in the future, I will come to help my mother work, now go and take a rest, my mother will wash her face, and wait for Xiaobao to cook and eat." ”

Xiaobao's eyes lit up, and after a sigh, he nodded, and obediently let Fang Xiaoxiao change his clothes and pants, Fang Xiaoxiao also specially covered him with a quilt, the child is still too young, it will not be good if he catches a cold.

Then Fang Xiaoxiao looked down at the dirt all over his body, rubbed his cold hands and found a wooden barrel for bathing from the room, judging from the size, it should be used by the original owner to bathe Xiaobao.

In ancient times, hot water was rare in poor homes, especially for a woman like her who was alone with a child, I am afraid that the firewood was cut by herself, and bathing in hot water was only a luxury, and she was only willing to use it for her children.

But now looking at the mud on his body, Fang Xiaoxiao sighed, took out the firewood and put it under the stove, and boiled a large pot of hot water for himself, which must be washed well.

The barrel is not big, Xiaobao is just right to use when standing, but Fang Xiaoxiao went in but because of his thin body and weak bones, he was just right to sit.

When the hot water moisturized the skin, and the warm heat was transmitted from the limbs, Fang Xiaoxiao had to let out the first satisfied sigh in this world.

In a room in a simple thatched house, the wooden barrel was soaking hot, wetting people's eyebrows and eyes, Fang smiled and looked sideways, and only after carefully washing his face with the light of water did he see the appearance of the original owner.

This is a natural face carved with clear water out of hibiscus, snow skin and beautiful appearance, two jet-black distant mountain eyebrows, small and straight nose, eyes are dyed by the heat of the water with affection and tenderness, not a stunning beauty, but definitely a beautiful woman.

It is somewhat similar to her original appearance, but it adds a lot of innocence and weakness.

The fly in the ointment is that he is too thin, and his lips are not bloody, pale as withered, and he is blind to this delicate face.

At the same time, the memory of the original owner also gradually came, the original owner is also called Fang Xiaoxiao, twenty-two years old, his mother was also unmarried and had a child, and died early, causing the original owner to be ridiculed since he was a child, and he was thinking that he must leave Yufu Village to marry away when he grew up.

Unexpectedly, the original owner was taken innocent because of an accident, and then she became pregnant with Xiaobao, and the original owner was frightened a lot, and all the memories of the accident were lost, so who the child's father was, the original owner didn't know anything, only his grandmother Tian Lao Tai protected her.

Unexpectedly, he was finally denounced by his cousin Tian Rou and wanted to be immersed in the pig cage, which completely collapsed the original owner's already weak body, which made Fang Xiaoxiao cross over.

This is really unlucky, Fang Xiaoxiao sighed, but now that she has crossed over, she will have to protect Xiaobao and Mrs. Tian well.

Fang Xiaoxiao dried herself and changed her clothes, she began to heat the only bit of corn cob porridge in the pot, found some pickles, and started the meal.

This house is too poor, empty, and there is nothing, but people are iron and steel, how can Xiaobao not eat when he is still growing his body.

When he was holding the well-behaved and cute Xiaobao and preparing to feed him, someone called the door unceremoniously.

Fang smiled! You! Open the door! ”