Stationery such as blank paper, pens and paints can be placed at home, and it is announced to the public that it is used by children to go to school, and the work will not work, for fear of causing trouble and danger, sometimes the old people will directly stuff it into the kang to destroy the corpse after they are finished, so in the opinion of Lu's father, it is better to store it in the mysterious and magical space of the wind and snow, as a souvenir.

Lu's father thinks that his level is limited, and the works of these old friends make him amazing, even if it is left to his daughter-in-law and grandson as an example of copying and learning in the future, it is better than burning it to the ground.

Xibao listened to Father Lu's words, and couldn't help complaining: "Haven't you arrived yet?" It's so slow! ”

"You forgot? It's winter now, and it's hard for the letter to walk on the road. Father Lu touched his grandson's bald head, a little weak-hearted, because as he grew older, Xibao liked to play outside more and more, and his skin was a light wheat color.

"When will the road be a little easier, yesterday's letter will reach my mother today?" Xibao asked.

Father Lu thought for a while, "It probably won't be possible in a short period of time." ”

He is not an old man who is deaf to the outside of the window, and knows the development of the country well, so he rubbed his grandson's head, "But when Xibao grows up, see who is interested, and let him send a letter." "He feels very promising.

"Good!" Xi Bao said loudly.

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and Xibao then said, "Grandpa, grandpa, is it okay to call your mother back?" Mom said she would come back, and if Mom comes back, I can see her every day, and I don't have to write to Mom! Whether the letter arrives tomorrow or the day after tomorrow has nothing to do with us! ”

He's so smart, he's going to write a letter to his mother and ask her to come home and make something to eat!

The little one let go of his hand and landed firmly on his feet, "I'm going to write a letter, mom is coming back!" ”

Guan Yu came to bring them food, and when he heard this, he said in surprise: "Auntie is coming back?" Really? When will you be back? I cleaned up the room with my brother and Brother Tianzhi, and took advantage of the good weather to dry the quilt. ”

Xibao just wanted to say that he wanted his mother to come back, but Lu's father preemptively said, "What's the matter?" It was Xibao who wrote a letter and wanted your aunt to come back, whether she could come back or not was another matter. It's cold over there, the road is not easy to walk, and you don't know if you are strong and weak, how dare you move easily? Even if you come, you have to wait for the weather to warm up. ”

The words were like a bucket of ice water, pouring the head of the customs in the winter.

He said listlessly: "I thought my aunt was coming back, and I was overjoyed." Now, Xibao, you and a few grandfathers' meals, you bring in...... Forget it, I'll bring it in, don't wrestle and burn you. ”

"What kind of food?" Xi Bao looked into the basket.

"What good food can you have in the morning? Distilled Erhe noodles steamed buns, pickles stir-fried with red peppers, scrambled goose eggs with garlic and yellow made separately for you, and brown rice porridge with corn ballast. "Customs report on the menu.

The four elders of the cowshed ate very happily and applauded.

"Grandpa eats!" Xibao pushed the scrambled goose eggs with garlic in front of them.

"You just have to eat, grandpa likes to eat pickles." Zhou Fengyan looked at Xibao with loving eyes, and the love was about to flow out.

After more than half a year of secret recuperation, the wounds on his body have long been healed, only his right arm has become an ornament, but the wounds in his heart can never be healed, not only because of the treatment he received, but also the children he adopted, who actually watched coldly at the moment of his life and death, and even had two people who divided the boundary with themselves, and the pain caused was no less than the physical one.