Zisu went to Lian Siniang's shop again, paid the money, took a large bag of cotton, and returned home from the county.

"Sister, sister is back." Xiao Zikang was listening to Li Junwei give him a lecture, and when he heard the movement, he put down the book and wanted to run.

"Sit. Forgot the rules I just taught you, huh? Li Junwei lay on his side on the bed, snorting softly in his nose.

"Yes, sir. Zikang wanted to go to see his sister, so he asked his husband to agree. After speaking, Xiao Zikang saluted in accordance with Li Junwei's teachings.

"Well, go ahead." Li Junwei released him softly.

Xiao Zikang didn't dare to run out, and walked slowly in a regular manner, reflexively closed the door, and breathed a sigh of relief gently, and then Deng Dengden ran to meet his sister.

Li Junwei flipped through the simple three-character scripture in his hand, listened to the movement, and shook his head lightly, he was still a child.

"Sister, there is so much cotton, is it that Kang'er has a warm quilt cover?" Xiao Zikang happily helped Zisu carry the huge cotton bag and said.

"Yes, not only that, let's have a new cotton clothes, before our cotton clothes were used as money for my grandmother's medicine, I see that your cotton clothes are hard, your body is already weak, if it is winter, it will not freeze." Zisu entered the house, put things down and said.

"Well, that's good, sister, you see, they're all still white, I've only seen such good things in my grandfather's little Dongzi." Xiao Zikang's words were full of envy.

This little Dongzi is the youngest great-grandson of the old patriarch, and he is also the grandfather's favorite junior, plus the grandfather's family is still doing well, so he has such cotton clothes to wear.

"This year, we can also have such cotton clothes, and we can go out to play when it snows, and we are no longer bored at home." Zisu looked at his younger brother's small appearance and felt a little distressed.

"yes yes, I also have a heart for cotton clothes, that's great. If only her grandmother and father were there, Kang'er also had new cotton clothes. Xiao Zikang said this, sniffing his little nose, tears falling down.

"Kang'er, grandmother and father are watching us from the sky, we have to live well, let them rest assured, crying nose is not manly." Zisu shaved Xiao Zikang's little face twice and said.

"Sister, bad, joke Kang'er, Kang'er still has to go to study with her big brother." Xiao Zikang wiped his face with his sleeve and turned around and went to the Westinghouse.

Looking at Xiao Zikang, who was getting closer and closer to him, the corners of Zisu's mouth couldn't help but turn up, this is his younger brother who is connected to his blood.

Seeing that it was close to noon, Zisu put away the cotton and began to prepare lunch.

There is also a pheasant at home, because he is dying of breath because he doesn't eat or drink, he simply slaughtered and ate meat, there are no vegetables at home, only Aunt Niu sent a few radishes that were saved last year, although the two sisters and brothers lack oil and water in their stomachs, they will always eat meat and get angry, especially the younger brother Xiao Zikang's body is afraid that he can't stand it.

Cut the shredded radish, choke the pot with chopped green onions, stir-fry the shredded radish, put a little soy sauce to adjust the color and seasoning, add water, and make a shredded radish soup to clean up the stomach.

Got up a small pot again, put water and rice, this is for the uncle lying on the bed, Zi Su looked at the boiling water and rice, thought about it, and took out a small piece of tiger meat from the well.

Clean up the blood, cut the small dices, blanch them with boiling water to remove the blood foam and fishy smell, and put them into the porridge that is about to be cooked.