Li Xinhua was speechless by the partnership of the two of them, and they got it, no matter who they were with for a long time, when people were annoyed, even if it was their own son, they would be annoyed, and the woman's family had a lot of troubles, and she was a little sensitive: "Eh, I don't know if I will forget my mother if I marry a daughter-in-law in the future." ”

Qian Youdi pouted: "Mother, go to sleep quickly, it's better to think about tomorrow's dumpling filling than how much it will be chopped and how much oil and water will be put in it." "Instead of thinking about those useless, it's better to think more about the real, my mother loves to worry about what shouldn't be worried.

Qian Guilong was amused by his old girl: "Did you hear it, the child thinks more than you." ”

Qian Zhaodi and Qian Duoduo both laughed, and Li Xinhua's sorrow in the middle of the night was gone, she tucked the quilt: "Sleep and sleep, tomorrow we will be able to eat delicious fat dumplings." ”

Regardless of whether there is food at home or not, unless the poor do not open the pot first, every household prepares the top and cabbage, and tomorrow they make dumplings to eat, and they don't eat dumplings in the winter, and they will lose their ears in the winter.

This is an old saying handed down by our ancestors, which is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people who were born and raised in this yellow earth.

At night, the frost slowly covered the earth, the wind whistled past the house, and everyone thought about tomorrow's extraordinarily abundant food, and the corners of their mouths fell asleep with a smile, and the sound of the wind became good.

Song Changning was lying in the quilt, thinking of the days in the Su family, at that time her name was Su Changning, the family treated her badly, very cold, Lidong had dumplings at home, she could get half of them, and it was just an empty dumpling skin, she was disobedient to the old Song family in her last life, and thought about running out all day long, but Lidong Qian Guifeng still gave her a dumpling, which was big, with a fragrant dumpling filling, and the soup was bubbling when she bit it.

Comparing the two lives, Song Changning not only found the bad things about others, but also found his own wrongness, sometimes you don't warm others, others won't warm you.

People like Song Xiangming are naturally not counted.

How are you warming her, she still won't have a good impression of you, I don't want to do so much, sleep, I can eat two dumplings tomorrow.

The next day, the morning glow shone out of the east, the Song family got up early to cook and eat, Song Fudao looked at the meal that was still the same as yesterday, and asked angrily: "What about dumplings, I want to eat dumplings, why are there no dumplings?" ”

Grandma Song explained with a smile: "Fu Dao is good, the dumplings are kept for lunch." ”

Song Fudao didn't listen to the explanation, Qian Guifeng was afraid that he would be anxious and lifted the table and hurriedly said to Song Changning: "Changning, he listens to you, you try to persuade her." After Changning came, this child didn't listen to her many times, and what she said was far less important than what Song Changning said.

It's okay in this way, when the two children grow up in the future, Fudao will listen to Changning's words, and she won't run around and not hear, and she will rest assured that there is someone who can control him.

"Big brother, don't be sad, there will definitely be dumplings to eat at noon." Song Changning pulled down the sleeve of Song Fudao's clothes, Song Fudao pouted and looked at Song Changning, and nodded for a while: "Eat, eat dumplings after eating." ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief silently, even if Song Fudao really lifted the table today, what else can you do to others, and he is not a normal person, he is a fool, and it is unreasonable for you to deal with him.

Song Xiangming was blocked by a pickle peduncle to her teeth, she reached out and picked her teeth, and it took a long time to pick them off, and then she went next door to play with Shen Hanxin, and by the way, she had a good relationship with Shen Hannian, this kid runs out to work every day, this time there is nothing outside, he must be at home.

After eating, Song Xiangming secretly turned out the dried fruit that Song Yun had hidden and stuffed it into the sleeve of his clothes twice, which made him hide it tightly, like an old lady.

After taking the dried fruit, Song Xiangming stuffed the rest back, climbed down the ground and ran out, Song Milk was active in the yard and saw Song Xiangming, who had never gone out to make friends with others, running out early in the morning, her heart was strange, she quietly followed out, and there was no one.

Went to Lao Yang's house? Grandma Song walked over to take a look, the door was not opened, thinking about it, she went to Lao Shen's house to take a look again, the door was cracked, this child didn't do normal things, Grandma Song's eyelids jumped suddenly, and her heart was not at ease.

She hurriedly ran back to tell Song Ye about it, and Song Ye snapped the cigarette pouch in his hand: "Don't worry about this matter first, don't take the initiative to look for it if it doesn't come up. ”

There was too much trouble a few days ago, and the Song family worked hard to maintain the apparent peace, and even Qin Hong didn't make trouble.

Grandma Song forcibly suppressed the uneasy emotions in her heart, forget it, just wait for something, it's useless to think about anything now.

Song Xiangming ran to the courtyard next door, and directly saw Shen Hannian washing clothes by the well, she raised her hand to arrange her hair, took the dried fruit in her hand, and ran forward: "Shen Hannian, give you this, it's delicious, my brother picked it, I stole it out for you to eat." ”

Shen Hannian's hands were soaked in the cold well water, he looked at Song Xiangming suspiciously, and replied to her for a while: "Since it was stolen, I won't eat it, you can take it back to your brother." ”

He's in trouble, and hasn't gotten to eat what people steal.

Song Xiangming didn't know that she had invisibly hurt and stimulated Shen Hannian's morality and self-esteem, she only knew that giving food to Shen Hannian was good to him, and Shen Hannian owed her a favor: "If you don't eat it, I'll give it to her." ”

"She doesn't eat either." It's not that she doesn't care about people, she doesn't like anyone, and she took the wrong medicine today to talk to him.

Shen Hannian sometimes went up the mountain in the autumn and ran into Song Yun and Song Bo, and heard their brothers complaining about Song Xiangming, although he didn't talk about people behind his back, he also heard in his ears, knowing what kind of person Song Xiangming was, and then Shen Hanxin went to Song's house, and Shen Hannian told Shen Hanxin not to provoke Song Xiangming.

"Your temper is so stinky, no wonder you have to be ostracized by your family." She is a person who knows what will happen in the future, even if Shen Hannian is very powerful in the future, it is not as powerful as her.

Song Xiangming felt that she was a prophet, higher than everyone else, and Shen Hannian was no exception.

Shen Hannian wrung out his clothes and dried them expressionlessly, Song Xiangming rolled his eyes in disgust, saying that he was still unwilling: "Hey, Shen Hannian, if you do this again, I won't help you." ”

"I don't need your help." Shen Hannian suddenly understood the feelings of what Song Yun and Song Bo said, what is Song Xiangming's head that people can't understand, you really can't understand her, she lives in her own world, she thinks you are like this, then you are like this.

"Don't pretend, I know you're just embarrassed, it's okay, we'll be friends in the future, I don't want to pay attention to you if you have a bad temper, but think about how you may be a very powerful person in the future, I need your power, I'll help you now." It was very difficult, but for the sake of the future, she had to wronged herself first.

Shen Hannian's scalp was numb, and she was muttering something there.

After washing the clothes, he put away the wooden basin and went back to the house, Shen Hanxin played with the grass crickets that Shen Hannian made for her on the kang, Song Xiangming followed Shen Hannian into the house and threw the dried fruit on the kang: "Shen Hanxin, you can eat it, I haven't eaten it, it's delicious." ”

Shen Hanxin had seen Song Xiangming bullying Song Changning, and she had always been afraid of her, but she would not approach Song Xiangming without Shen Hannian reminding her: "Brother, I'm afraid." She looked at Song Xiangming timidly.

Shen Hannian patiently put away the dried fruit on the kang, wrapped it in straw paper and strode out with the dried fruit, Song Xiangming couldn't figure out where he was going, so he hurriedly followed, Shen Hannian took the dried fruit to the next door, and went straight to Song Grandma's house, Song Grandma saw Shen Hannian beckoning him to go to the kang to warm up.

Look at this kid's hands, they're all sores from the cold.

Shen Hannian put the dried fruit on the kang: "Big milk, this is what Song Xiangming stole from her brother to eat, she said she wanted to give it to me, but I don't accept such things, there is still food at home, don't bother her." ”

To be precise, I don't want to have anything to do with her, that's half-crazy.

Song Xiangming heard it at the door, and kicked the door angrily: "Shen Hannian, you are sick, you don't eat what I gave you, forget it, and you still sue here, do you have a conscience." ”

Shen Hannian was carrying Song Xiangming on his back, and he didn't want to look at her: "There is food at home, don't bother with you." ”

"White-eyed wolf, just a stinky person like you deserves to die, no one hurts, I curse you and you won't be able to do anything in the future." What's the matter, now I don't have anything and I dare to be so angry.

Song Xiangming walked in and put away the dried fruits, ignoring Grandma Song's angry face: "Milk, you don't have to stare at me there, he doesn't know what to do, I kindly sent something to pity him, and I was humiliated by him like this." "This man is too much.