"Are you also an old man for the pair of ruthless people in modern times?" Cui'er looked at the sunlight shining through the window paper, and her heart was helpless.

"Bah, what are you thinking, I just came to take refuge in Lianjia, and it won't be long before I leave, I am a clean person from beginning to end, which adulterer and adulteress can compare!" Cui'er's eyes widened, and the sourness in her heart was forcibly suppressed.

Yesterday's events have turned into smoke and dust with Ye Cui's death, and he is now Ye Cui'er, and he will never take those things to heart again.

Ye Cuier took a deep breath, took a set of old coarse cloth clothes and put them on, and folded the clothes she wore before, ready to take the time to wash them out, and she could wear them when she wanted to leave in the future.

Cui'er sighed, looking at Lian Qingshan, who was lying on the kang in a daze and didn't know what he was thinking, she felt a little sad in her heart. I am not the real step-room Cui Niang of the Lian family, and I will definitely find a way to repay the clothes and rice grains for the kindness of the Lian family...... It's just that at this time, Cui'er didn't want to compensate with the only silver she had, because this silver was too important to her, and it was too important to come to this ancient time and live well.

Cui'er was silent for a long time, saw a comb on the board cabinet next to the kang cabinet, remembered that her hair had not been combed yet, so she scattered her hair, and was about to comb her braids again, seeing that Lian Qingshan still didn't mean to speak, she opened her mouth and asked, "That...... Is there any work I need to do at home? ”

"Work?" Lian Qingshan turned his head when he heard Cui'er's words, and just saw Cui'er sitting on the edge of the kang, combing her hair for a while, and she was stunned.

Cui'er's long hair was black and dense, bright and shiny, under her white fingers, like a willow blow blowing in the wind, slowly swaying, and then quickly turned into a big oily braid, as if tightly wrapped around Lian Qingshan's heart.

"I didn't ...... There is no work...... "Even Qingshan only felt that his tongue was not his own, he looked away in a panic, even so, he felt that his heart was hot, as if there was a small flame burning.

After Cui'er combed her hair, she looked at Lian Qingshan's appearance, so she didn't ask any more questions, but put on her shoes and went to the ground. The ground is made of loess, although the dust is heavier, the ground is very flat, obviously it was placed very carefully when the house was built before.

Cui'er walked to the door, looked back and saw that the two children on the kang had not woken up yet, so they went out of the inner room to the outer kitchen, after Cui'er slept for a while, she fused more memories of the original owner, and knew that this kitchen was in the memory of the original owner, according to the local dialect is called the stove room.

Because of the experience of being a child, as well as the memory of the original owner, coupled with the practice last night, Cui'er no longer has as many worries about burning such a cauldron in her heart.

In the pit of the big stove, only a little dark red was left behind by the fire that had been covered, and Cui'er knew that this little fire should be able to ignite again, so she looked left and right, and saw that there was a small bundle of thatch-like things in the place where the firewood was placed, so she took a small handful, put it on the dark red, and slowly blew to lead the fire.

The hard work pays off, and after a while, the fire is ignited.

Cui'er looked at the big stove that had resumed burning, added some firewood, and then added two more scoops of water to the cauldron, and then dragged a small bench to sit in front of the stove pit, thinking about her own thoughts.

There is not much silver on his body, that is, three or five taels of broken silver, jewelry, there are red gold and pure silver, which can be worth some silver, but this silver is also limited, and it cannot be spent indiscriminately.

Cui'er knew that the original owner had relatives, but she couldn't remember it at all, and it was more clear that the original owner had an enemy, and she could still directly kill her mortal enemy, and her relatives could not be found, but the enemy could not be guarded against, so she could only stay at Lianjia for the time being, and take one step at a time.

Thinking of staying in Lian's house, Cui'er suddenly thought that the sun outside was already very high, and it had already passed the time for breakfast, and the younger siblings of the Lian family didn't seem to have any intention of coming over, thinking of the thin and tall younger siblings who were like the skinny-footed compasses in the textbooks when they were children, Rao is Cui'er had a good temper, and couldn't help but sneer.

If I didn't have myself yesterday, just a few pieces of cabbage, the three masters on the kang didn't know how to eat, and the injuries were small, so I ate so much, and the iron body couldn't stand it...... Thinking of this, Cui'er sighed, their life is not easy.

Thinking of those few pieces of cabbage sticks, Cui'er no longer thought about waiting for the younger brother and sister to deliver the meal, a few pieces of cabbage sticks can not be eaten, Cui'er went to the cupboard cabinet to take a look, the white flour steamed bun she left yesterday is still in it, in the corner, the small half bag of bud rice noodles is about thirty catties, and there is a large basket of sweet potatoes, all the sizes, it is estimated that there must be seventy or eighty catties, these things are rations, you have to plan well, at least until there is an income, so that the family has no food.

Cui'er didn't realize that when she was thinking about these things, she subconsciously counted herself as a member of the family, and planned with all her heart.

Even with this in mind, Cui'er still took out two sweet potatoes, washed the skin, cut them into half-inch-thick slices on the cutting board, and then put them on a plate, put them in the cauldron with a fork rack, and steamed them. Cui'er knows that eating sweet potatoes alone will cause heartburn, but there are only thirty catties of bud rice noodles, and when there is no financial source, it is better to save and eat.

After steaming the sweet potato, Cui'er walked around the stove again, and found nothing but a small half-jar of sauce under the cupboard cabinet.

Suddenly hearing movement outside, Cui'er pushed open the door and walked out, and was a little stunned when she saw a middle-aged woman in her forties standing at the gate of the courtyard.

"You're Qingshan's newly married daughter-in-law, right?" When the middle-aged woman saw Cui'er, she was also stunned, and then asked as if she remembered something, and when she saw Cui'er nodding, she turned around and pushed the door shut and walked to Cui'er.

"I'm your neighbor, and I live in Lazi on the other side of the mountain, so you can call me Aunt Lu in the future." The middle-aged woman walked up to Cui'er and said to Cui'er, there was no special affection in her words, but she was not indifferent, and her attitude was much better than that of the previous brother and sister.

"Hello Aunt Lu, my name is Ye Cuier!" Cui'er called someone from the kind and opened the door again, "Sit in the aunt's house." ”

"Hey, good boy." Aunt Lu saw Cui'er's appearance of knowing etiquette so well, and her impression of Cui'er was much better, and she smiled at her and entered the house.

At this time, Cui'er found out that this Aunt Lu had a bowl in her hand, and there was a plate on the bowl, and she didn't know what was inside. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ vowed to have convulsions in the morning, braved the rain and ran to the barber shop to perm his head, spending six hundred oceans, distressed and distressed~