The washing place is a simple shower room made of bamboo next to the small building, and the floor is paved with two large stone bricks, and a wooden partition is nailed to the bamboo wall, on which are placed a white porcelain cup with a toothbrush and an iron handle. Towels are hung on bamboo tubes with bamboo walls that resemble towel racks. After Yan Huan came in with a flashlight, she found her own toiletries according to the elimination method, took a bath and washed her hair by the way, when washing her hair, Yan Huan was lucky, fortunately there was shampoo in this era, otherwise she didn't know whether to look up to the sky and sigh!

Although it was the weather of summer, the temperature in the mountains at night was still much lower than during the day, Yan Huan wiped her hair with a towel until it was half dry, and then took the little Nene she had just taken off and continued to put it on, forgive her Even if the 'Yan Huan' was carved out of a mold with her, she couldn't convince herself to wear the 'Yan Huan' underwear, and she couldn't accept the fat appearance of the underwear, put on a floral skirt, Yan Huan ran out with the clothes she had changed and shivered and shrunk from the cold.

When Yan Huan passed by the living room, Yu Jinnian and Yu Fan had not yet returned.

Pushing open the door, Dong Yunchun was already lying on the bed, and when he saw Yan Huan coming in, he quickly sat up, "Xiao Huan, isn't it cold to wash your hair at night?" I'll go and ask Yu Fan to go to the kitchen to light a fire, and you can dry your hair by the fire and sleep, otherwise you'll catch a cold. As he spoke, he lifted the quilt and got up.

"Don't be so troublesome, auntie, I'll wait until my hair is dry before going to sleep." Yan Huan stopped, and folded the changed clothes and put them on the table.

Dong Yunchun nodded, "That's okay, don't freeze, my aunt will sleep first." ”

After tossing and turning on the road for a few days, Dong Yunchun was a little unbearable, and he was sleepy early.

"Well, okay auntie, I'll sleep in a while." Yan Huan combed her hair, and when it was almost dry, she blew out the kerosene lamp and climbed into bed.

Dong Yunchun slept against the corner of the wall, half of the quilt was covered on his body and the other half was left for Yan Huan, after Yan Huan took off his underwear and lay down, he gently rubbed the jade bracelet on his wrist with his fingertips, and his mind was a chaotic memory of this day, and he fell asleep in a daze and didn't know when.

The next day, Yan Huan woke up to the sound of a rooster crowing.

When I opened my eyes, the bright morning light outside the window refracted into the room and fell on the bed.

Dong Yunchun was no longer in the room, Yan Huan changed into a floral skirt, put on shoes, sat at the dresser to comb her hair, divided her hair to the left and right sides obliquely, braided two fluffy little fresh centipede braids, and then tied the ends of the centipede braids tightly, then buried them in the roots, looked in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, and then opened the door and walked out.

Yan Qingshui sat on the chair facing the door in the living room, and Yu Jinnian and Dong Yunchun sat at his hand.

Yan Huan opened his mouth to say hello to them.

Second Aunt Yan happened to come out of the kitchen and saw Yan Huan wearing hair that she hadn't seen before, and praised with a smile, "Xiao Huan is up, she looks so good." ”

"Well, the second aunt is early." Yan Huan said with a smile.

"Of course I have to be early, who wakes up late for breakfast."

Yan Huan: "......"

"Xiao Huan, you hurry up and wash up, and then go to the field and call your second uncle and Yu Fan back for dinner."

"Oh." Yan Huan answered and went out, but what if he didn't know where the place was?

After Yan Huan freshened up, he groped his way to the field to find Yan Weiguo and Yu Fan, and saw them coming back from the field without taking two steps, with a hoe on his shoulder, and Yan Huan couldn't help but want to laugh when he looked at it.

"Second uncle, Brother Yu, it's time to eat!" Yan Huan shouted with laughter.

"Ah, I know." Yan Weiguo responded.

Hearing the response, Yan Huan turned around and went home.

Yu Fan saw her when she appeared, his eyes shrank slightly, and then he heard her greeting, and bent the corners of his lips lightly to lock on to her pretty figure.

The family gathered around the table, the three members of the Yu family sat next to each other, Yan Huan sat next to Yu Fan, and next to Yan Huan were Aunt Yan, Yan Weiguo and Yan Qingshui. Breakfast is corn flour paste and corn flour with a little flour made of yellow wowotou, a high bottom bowl of black pickles is placed in the middle of the table, Yan Huan drank a mouthful of corn paste, not to mention its taste, even if she swallows it, she has to waste her strength for a long time, when that thing passes through her throat, Yan Huan feels that she is not eating rice but grass!

Looking at the nest head in her hand, she didn't dare to swallow it, she was afraid that this thing would cut her throat like that mush.

And she has to find a way to drink the bowl of mush in front of her, because the people here don't have to clean up the table after eating, and there won't be a grain of leftover rice in the bowl, so you can imagine how difficult life is here, if she wastes these things, her conscience will not go.

"Brother Yu, let's eat this for you." Yan Huan handed him the nest head in his hand.

Yu Fan lowered his eyes, his gaze first fell on her white jade hand and then on her delicate little face, "Then what do you eat?" ”

Yu Fan had a feeling that she couldn't get used to eating here, she frowned slightly last night during the whole meal, obviously she couldn't eat those meals but ate hard, and this morning she even said that she didn't eat Wowotou after drinking a mouthful of corn paste.

“……”

"I'm not hungry, you can eat." Yan Huan didn't care if he agreed or not, so he stuffed the head of the nest into his hand.

"Xiao Huan, you don't have to save for Xiao Fan, there is still a pot in the kitchen." Second Aunt Yan smiled, "You see that you haven't married yet, so you know that it hurts." ”

Yan Huan has a pot of wowo left in his head! A pot of wo wo head!! A pot of wo wo head!!

"Yes, Xiao Huan, you eat more, you're too thin, don't think about Yu Fan." Dong Yunchun said as he said, and took one from the bamboo basket where the nest was placed and stuffed it into her hand.

Yan Huan: "......" She really didn't think about Yu Fan!

She wanted to cry after a meal.

After the meal, Yan Huan helped Aunt Yan clean up the table, although this breakfast made her throat uncomfortable, but fortunately she didn't vomit like last night.

Ay... It's a pity that she doesn't have any money, otherwise she would have to buy something to eat and hide when she went to town this time.

After that, Aunt Yan asked Yan Huan to go next door to call Hu Lanxiang, and when Hu Lanxiang was called over by Yan Huan, Aunt Yan had already changed into clean clothes and stood at the door with Dong Yunchun waiting for them, Yu Fan also followed him to the town, Dong Yunchun said to let him follow to carry things.

Yu Jinnian chatted with Yan Qingshui at home.

After dinner, Yan Weiguo went out to inform the people in the village that there was a happy event at home and asked them to come to drink the wedding wine tomorrow, and finally went to the old man's house in Lijia Village next door.

"Weiguo, are you profligate?" Yan Weiguo's mother-in-law, He Anzhen, was suddenly a little surprised when she saw Yan Weiguo. "What's Xiao Huan's marriage like? Is it done? ”

He Anzhen has gray hair and looks about sixty years old, and she looks kind and kind.

"It's done, mother, that's what I'm here to talk about." Yan Weiguo smiled. "What about Jiaming and Jiahe and their two children?"

"I'm doing my homework in the house." He Anzhen smiled, turned his head and shouted into the house, "Jiaming, Jiahe, your father is here." ”

followed Yan Jiaming and Yan Jiahe and ran out of the house, followed by Yan Weiguo's father-in-law Li Dahe.

"Dad, are you here to take us home?" Yan Jiaming and Yan Jiahe asked together, Yan Jiaming is nine years old this year, and Yan Jiahe is eight years old.

"I will go home tomorrow, and I won't be able to live at home today." Yan Weiguo touched the heads of Yan Jiaming and Yan Jiahe and said, "You two boys are not naughty, are you?" ”