"I heard your uncle say that the rich man doesn't burn firewood, and when it's cold, the house burns charcoal. Hey, by the way, when it's cold, you can come to our house and get firewood. We have firewood in our house, and it is absolutely no problem to burn it for a winter. ”

Aunt Li didn't say anything about buying firewood, plus the mountains outside the village, Ye Chengcheng estimated that the firewood in the village for the winter, in addition to the straw in the field, there were also dead branches cut back from the mountains.

She couldn't help but be optimistic that at least there was no need to buy firewood in the village. If you want to continue living in the town, firewood for the winter is absolutely essential.

Moreover, there are no magical fairy vegetables in Xiaoqing Village, as well as delicious dates, walnuts, peanuts, and all kinds of fruits in the town.

In the interval between talking and laughing, I occasionally turned my head, and the courtyard was already covered with twilight.

I don't know when, Aunt Li lit the oil lamp, and the fluorescent light was dim and swaying.

The room was as bright as a bean, and the outside of the house was completely dark, and there was no sound except the wind.

The whole village seemed to be silent, but Ye Tingcheng knew that this was not the case.

It's because it's outside the village, so there's only a sense of tranquility.

In her ears was the voice of Ling and Aunt Li, and next to her was Ling Xiao, who was sitting quietly, such a rare peace of mind and warm home, wasn't it exactly what she dreamed of.

Now that she's got it, she'll treasure it in the palm of her hand and won't let anyone break it.

Before I knew it, it was late at night, but the people in the room were not sleepy.

If it weren't for the sudden explosion of the lights, Aunt Li, who was talking about it, slapped her thigh and said with a smile: "Look at me, I was so happy that I forgot the time." It's late at night, so let's rest. ”

"Allure ......?" Ling subconsciously looked at Ye Tingcheng.

"Mother, you and Grandma Li sleep in the East House, and I will accompany Ling Xiao to live in the West House."

Knowing that the Ling clan was worried about Ling Xiao, Ye Tingcheng didn't twist it, so he simply said it directly.

In any case, she is always Ling Xiao's daughter-in-law, although the cause is just Chongxi, but it is also written into the Ling family's family tree.

At the beginning, Ling and Ling Xiao were succeeded to Liu Dazhuan and his wife, and Ling insisted that Ling Xiao take her surname.

But he also said that in the future, Ling Xiao's second son will be crowned with the surname Liu and written into Liu Dashu's family tree.

Ling's lips squirmed a few times, but she didn't say anything, just her eyes were mixed with gratitude and apology.

She was selfish after all, saying that Ling Xiao would let Ye Chengcheng leave.

But he still couldn't help it, and wanted to give Ling Xiao a chance.

said good night to Aunt Li and the Ling family, and Ye Tingcheng helped Ling Xiao into the West House.

"Actually, you don't have to come along, I can do it alone."

Ling Xiao deliberately ignored the little excitement in his heart, with his current body, he only wanted to keep his distance from Ye Qingcheng.

"We're already married in the presence of our mother, aren't we?"

Ye Tingcheng also lay down next to him after covering him with the quilt.

"I am your daughter-in-law, and you are my husband. Moreover, my name is also written into your family's family tree, these are all facts. You don't have to avoid it, and you don't have to feel sorry for me.

I don't know what will happen in the future, but now I want to take good care of you and my mother. What is to come, we will talk about it in the future. My mother is so confident, I believe that you will get better, and you can't let your mother down. ”

“…… No. It took a while for Ling Xiao to spit out these two words.

He kept looking at his mother's insistence, how could he bear to disappoint her.

"Sleep, I'll be with you, always with you."

Ye Chengcheng took the initiative to stretch out his hand and grabbed Ling Xiao's hand: "Sleep well, your complexion will improve significantly in the future." When Ming'er gets up, my mother will be even happier to see you. ”

Ling Xiao didn't speak, just quietly looked at Ye Qingcheng's face.

His eyes were gentle, but he didn't let her find out.

Looking down at the hand she was gripping tightly, he could feel something pass through the hands they were holding together.

Suddenly, his body felt a little lighter, and the pain that had tormented him day and night seemed to have subsided.

Is this her secret? Ling Xiao slowly closed his eyes, his heart was calm, there was no ripple, and there was no intention of inquiry.

In addition to his gratitude to her, his heart was still grateful.

Fortunately, he said silently, fortunately, let me meet you.

There was no word all night, and when the dawn sun crossed the horizon and fell on Xiaoqing Village, Ye Chengcheng had already opened his eyes.

She is used to getting up early, whether it is in her previous life or in this life, she is the earliest one in the Ye family.

Now that she has the opportunity to sleep in, she woke up on time because of the biological clock she had already developed.

glanced at Ling Xiao next to him, he was still asleep.

Getting up as fast as he could, Ye Qingcheng jumped off the kang with a light movement, never waking Ling Xiao up.

took her coat from the kang head, put it on in twos and threes, and she quietly walked out of the West House.

I pulled the bolt of the door, and before my front feet entered the yard, a cool breeze was already blowing on my cheeks.

Although the wind is a little cool, it is not stingy and a little softer than the winter wind.

With a gentle sigh and rubbing her hands together, she came to the water tank under the gatehouse.

Yesterday I used some of the water to make dinner and wash the dishes, and now there is only a shallow bottom left in the tank.

The wooden bucket for fetching water was next to the water tank, Ye Tingcheng directly picked up the wooden bucket and walked to the well not far away.

At this time, it was still quiet on their side, and other people in the distance had already moved.

There are also people who hurriedly walk in the fields, holding or carrying hoes in their hands.

When they met, they said hello, and those who were close to the fields walked together, and those who were not in the same direction passed by and ran towards their fields.

The early risers on this side of the village went into the kitchen one after another, and saw wisps of cooking smoke rising.

As soon as he walked to the well, Ye Chengcheng had other voices in his ears.

It was the voice of the neighborhood's people getting up and calling for their children. Immediately, smoke rose from the courtyards of nearby homes, and the faint aroma of food filled the air.

She put the bucket into the well, and she looked into the well as she shook the wheel upward.

There were no soaked cotton stalks in the well that she had seen in her previous life, though now she had forgotten why she had soaked them.

By the way, don't you know that there is cotton here in Xiaoqing Village?

When she traveled over, she found that cotton had already appeared on this plane.

Cotton cloth has also come out, and there are such warm clothes as cotton jackets and cotton pants.

She was still thinking about how to make money? After making money, he has to buy enough cotton for his family to survive the winter.

Unable to remember, she no longer thought about the cotton stalks soaked in the well, but continued to rock the wheels intently.