The rain was timely for the corn at the heading stage, but it was a mixed blessing for Ziyu and the rest of the village.

Ziyou quickly rolled up the quilt, ran to the stove room, picked up two wooden buckets, and put them on the bed to pick up the rain.

Click, click, click, the sound of rain colliding with wood.

It's been a month since Ziyou came to this world,

The day she came was also the day the dynasty was founded.

Daqing is a dynasty that has not existed in history, and it is also a dynasty that has just emerged from the war, although the war has ended, none of the men in the village have returned.

Six years later, the old man in the village was getting older, and the boy was growing up, and the women of each family, as the main laborers, had become accustomed to a life without men in the prime of life.

Ziyou put on a robe, carried a basket and walked into Aunt Cui's house,

"Auntie, is your leg hurting again when it rains today, and is the house still leaking?" As he spoke, Ziyou took out the multigrain cake wrapped in leaves from the basket and said, "The bread baked at noon is too much for one person to eat."

"No, I didn't expect you to repair the roof, the leg pain is an old problem, it's not in the way." After Aunt Cui finished speaking, she put down the bamboo basket she was weaving in her hand and looked at Ziyou and scolded with a smile:

"Why do you always burn too much, people who don't know really think that you can't live, and you do more than once." Aunt Cui got up, took a kimchi from the jar and chopped it, poured some sesame oil and wrapped it in leaves.

said: "Look at you carrying a basket on your back and know that you are going up the mountain again, always eat cakes with no taste in your mouth, and bring some sauerkraut." As he spoke, he put the wrapped sauerkraut in Ziyu's basket.

Ziyou was also not polite, picked up the basket and said: "Hehe, I don't have anything else but more strength, I like to eat your pickled cabbage the most, even the pickled cabbage of Aunt Liu, who is the most ingenious in the east, is not pickled by you." ”

Ziyou loosened the shoulder straps of the basket again, and Ziyou, who was too big, looked a little struggling.

He said: "Then I will go up the mountain, if you always think that the biscuits are dry, soak them and eat them, don't choke on them, otherwise I will feel distressed." With that, he walked to the door.

Aunt Cui muttered softly: "This girl! My mouth is getting poorer and poorer, and I don't know who to learn from. ”

On second thought, it's a good thing to be cheerful.

When this girl was ten years old, her father was conscripted into the army to go out to fight, leaving her mother who was seriously ill in bed and her.

Six years have passed, and I finally looked forward to the end of the war, but my father was gone, and the girl and her mother didn't resist when they heard the news, and they followed, and this girl was left alone in a family.

It's good to be cheerful, no matter which world you are, the days are always more difficult if you don't have a big heart. The eldest lady took the cake and put it in the empty bowl for the tablet:

"Eat some too."

After speaking, he turned around and picked up the bamboo basket and continued to weave it, weaving and humming an unknown tune in his mouth,

Cai Wei Cai Wei,

Wei also stopped.

Said to return, said to return,

The years are endless.

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