This is due to the personality of the person.

If you are younger and have experienced some things, you can still break your personality, but this person is not young anymore, and it is even more laborious to break it up.

If you have this opportunity, you might as well go to other young people.

And...... There is also a need for a mild-mannered person in this family.

Mrs. Jia thought of all aspects of the matter, and after being instructed by Mrs. Jia, the courtyard became much simpler.

Ning Yan walked out of the room, reached out and grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, kneaded it into a ball, and threw it on the ground.

Xiao Ping'an walked by and stepped on the snow ball.

Make a creaking sound.

"Little Clever Ghost."

Ning Yan glanced at Xiao Ping'an and walked down the street.

In winter, Gouziwan is not as deserted as expected, the streets are full of pedestrians coming and going, and people from other villages hurrying to their homes with cotton.

The sound of the spinning cart can be heard in the yard of every house, and no family member is busy.

There are also quite a few people in the ancestral hall.

The storyteller sat under the old locust tree next to the ancestral hall and told some old-fashioned stories.

There are some children who join in the fun, standing here and listening to books.

Ning Yan thought of the novel written by Lu Hanzhang at home that was suitable for reborn women.

I can't say how beautiful it is, if I take it out and let the storyteller say something, it will give these children who have not grown up one more reminder.

Men can't be trusted......

Daughters should be self-reliant!

It's also excellent.

As soon as he thought of it, Ning Yan walked home, found a story in a manuscript, and hooked his hand at the storyteller under the tree.

Send the book to the storyteller.

After that, Ning Yan didn't pay attention to it.

Anyway, everything she could have done had already been done.

The rest of the time is also fateful.

It's a good thing that someone really listens to this story and has the idea of self-improvement.

Women are not appendages of men.

Marriage is also a joy between the two lovers.

Life is indeed tea, rice, oil, salt.

Everything has to be taken into account.

Life is not an easy thing.

Leaving from the ancestral hall, Ning Yan stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the ground around him covered in silver, and his heart seemed to have been washed.

A carriage staggered past the entrance of the village.

The carriage was dusty, not like a bus.

When he arrived at the entrance of the village, Ning Yan saw the people in the car clearly from the curtain of the car that was swept open by the north wind.

It's Ning Huan'er's family.

Ning Huan'er stepped down from the carriage and said hello to Ning Yan.

When Feng Fuzi heard Ning Yan's voice, he lifted the curtain, and looked at Ning Yan standing in the neat village in the white expanse through the boxy space.

Ning Yan was wearing a bright red cloak.

A few strands of black hair spilled out of the cloak.

Under the action of the north wind, they formed a wisp and floated with the wind.

Feng Fuzi didn't blink his eyes.

Feng Renqing sat next to Feng Fuzi, maybe it was because people in this year went to bed early, Feng Renqing followed Feng Fuzi's gaze, and his eyes fell on Ning Yan.

With envy in his eyes.

Ning Yan and Ning Wan'er had nothing to say.

If there is really anything between them, it is just the blood of the Lao Ning family.

However......

She has returned this bit of bloodline kindness. In the future, no matter what happens to Lao Ning's family, it has nothing to do with her.

Ning Yan turned around and walked towards the village.

The direction at the foot of the mountain is not the same as Lao Ning's house, but there is no need to walk all the way.

Walking with the surname Ning, I felt uncomfortable.

Ning Huan'er returned to the car and found that Feng Fuzi had a sense of loneliness on his face.

Ning Huan'er lowered her head, it has been a short time since she married Feng Fuzi, who this person likes in his heart, who he is worried about, and who he will never forget.

As a pillow person, it is natural to feel a little bit.

If she just started getting married, she still has some expectations for the so-called love.

Until now......

It's not an idea at all.

A woman of her age, who has not yet had fantasies.

It's a pity......

Ning Huan'er lowered her head, pretending not to see anything, and even researched something she brought out of the house.

A basket of white buns.

This thing, if it had been a few years ago, might have been a good thing.

But now, no one in Gouziwan can afford to eat a steamed bun.

It's not shameful to take it home.

What's more, every time I go back from my mother's house, I have to bring a lot of things, such as bacon and lo-mei and cloth made of cotton.

These things are better than those brought out of the Feng family.

Will there really be a good life with Feng Fuzi?

Ning Huan'er is becoming more and more confused day by day.

The carriage stopped at the door of the house, Ning Huan'er walked out, and there would be someone to greet her before coming back to the door.

Today, it's exceptionally deserted.

"Let's go inside." Ning Huan'er didn't have the heart to think about Feng Fuzi's mood anymore.

Let's go home.

took Feng Fuzi to the hall and walked to Xiao Li's room by himself.

Xiao Li sat on the cold kang, his hair was not combed, and his face was dirty.

"Mother......

Ning Huan'er whispered.

Xiao Li opened his eyes, and his originally dull eyes lit up.

He stood up from the kang and pounced on Ning Huan'er.

Ning Huan'er hurriedly dodged, she still had a child in her belly now, but she couldn't withstand such a pounce.

"Huan'er ......"

Seeing Ning Huan'er dodging, Xiao Li's face was at a loss, and he had a feeling of being abandoned by the daughter he gave birth to.

"Mother, I'm pregnant. It's been two months, you have to be careful, you haven't washed your face, and your hair, come and do it, and your daughter will comb your hair. ”

Ning Huan'er took a handkerchief and wiped the mirror in the room clear.

The mirror used by the Ning family now was also made by the craftsmen over there in Ning Yan.

Standing in front of the mirror, you can clearly see some potholes and spots on your face, such a mirror is too bright.

I don't know why, Ning Yan can always find some capable people to do things for her.

This kind of blessing cannot be asked for by others, and it cannot be robbed.

It's really jealous, Ning Huan'er took a 0 comb made of wood, and reached out and touched the hair on the top of Xiao Li's head.

Greasy ...... There are some white dots on it.

These dots are not parasites, but particles of fat.

Seeing these things, Ning Huan'er's stomach rolled a little.

Suppress this feeling stubbornly.

Strands by strands comb through the hair.

Put your hair in a bun.

He took out a silver hairpin from the table and brought it to Xiao Li.

"Mother, I'll go to the stove room to boil some water, and my daughter will serve you to wash your hands and face."

"What to wash, wash it cleanly, it's not as good as the fox on the other side, it's not good to be angry all day long, you deserve to have children." ‘

“……”

Listen to Xiao Li's muttering.

Ning Huan'er couldn't be tangled in her heart.

She still has to rely on Kong Meiniang for advice...... Her mother actually offended people ruthlessly.

Infertile foxes.

If this woman can't give birth, what else is there......

Ning Huan'er's heart wavered.

Can such a mother really benefit him?

Although my heart was a little shaken, I didn't show it on my face.

Ning Huan'er continued to walk towards the stove room.

Add firewood and heat up the stove.

After the water in the pot was heated, Ning Huan'er walked towards Xiao Li's room.

Xiao Li sat in front of the mirror, staring at the face inside.

It's like looking at an enemy.

Ning Huan'er has seen relatively few people, and it is the first time she has seen this, and she regards herself as an enemy.

Standing in front of the door, my mood calmed down for a while.

before moving on.

lowered his voice and said, "Mother, wash your face." ”

"......" Xiao Li let go of his hand.

Let Ning Huan'er wipe her face with a towel.

The water in the basin became muddy because of the wiping of Xiao Li's hands and face.

Ning Huan'er's eyes twitched, even if Feng Renqing went out to fight with others, he didn't make himself so dirty, it was ......

In the end, it was her own mother, to comfort herself like this, Ning Huan'er took the water in the basin out.

glanced at the cold kang in the room and asked, "Mother, why don't you burn the kang, it's a cold day, the kang is hot, and it's comfortable to sleep!" ”

"What are you doing so comfortably, your father won't come."

Xiao Li slanted his eyes.

The whites of the eyes show a lot.

At this moment, Ning Huan'er was glad that she didn't follow her mother.

Otherwise......

Thinking of that, Ning Huan'er shuddered.

It's not a shameful thing to be ugly, but it's a bit too much to be ugly and come out to blame.

"Mother, take a rest, I'll heat the kang."

Ning Huan'er had no intention of continuing to persuade.

The way the days are like this, her mother is also amazing.

Put it in someone else's house, who will throw a good card in their hand like this.

I reported some dry firewood from the outside and walked into the house to heat the kang that had been discarded for the past two years.

Ning Huan'er walked out of the room.

He glanced back at Xiao Li, who was sleeping on the kang.

Ning Huan'er sighed, the kang thing was also made by Ning Yan first, life has become convenient and better, and it seems to have a lot to do with Ning Yan.

It's a pity that my relationship with Ning Yan is not good.

Ning Huan'er walked to the stove room, boiled the remaining hot water with a little brown sugar, and walked towards Kong Meiniang's room.

Kong Meiniang nestled on the bed, her hair was scattered, her face was a little flushed, and she felt very warm when she walked in.

It's not the same as my mother's side.

But......

It's not just self-made.

"Aunt Kong, do you want to drink some sugar water?"

"Put it on the table, I drank it when I was thirsty, how did I come back when it snowed, did something happen, don't grieve yourself."

Listening to Kong Meiniang's gentle and soft words.

Ning Huan'er almost cried.

On her mother's side, she is a hard-working girl.

There can be no dissatisfaction yet.

But here is this aunt......

Spring breeze and rain, that's it!

"It's nothing, it's not that Feng Renqing, this kid is making trouble, he always wants to go to Xiagouwan to study, so Xianggong will come here to take a look. What the hell is going on with the so-called Xiagouwan School. ”

"That school seems to be pretty good."

As for what is good, Kong Meiniang did not continue.

She also went to Xiagouwan, and when she passed by the school, she heard her husband playing the piano inside.

The sound of the piano can be described as a lingering sound, which will not stop for three days.

There are such excellent violinists in Xiagouwan, how can the teaching in it be poor.