Lin Shulan's unconscionable mother, as soon as she heard the word rat, she immediately smeared oil on the soles of her feet and couldn't wait to slip away.

The father and daughter glanced at each other, and Ning Weihua said helplessly: "Are you hungry?" ”

Fu Bao nodded honestly.

Ning Weihua turned around and took out a small cloth bag from the cupboard, scooped out half a bowl of flour from the bowl and poured it on the cutting board, added water to knead the dough, and quickly rolled out a large dough cake and cut it into slender strips with a knife.

Fu Bao saw that her father was wearing a set of warm pajamas, worried that he would catch a cold, and hurriedly ran to the master bedroom of the main house to get back a padded jacket.

The same dark corridor, when I walked through it just now, I was still scared to death, but now I knew that her father was busy working in the kitchen, and I was not afraid at all, and walked over briskly.

In the courtyard, the whirring wind didn't scare her.

When she came into the kitchen, her father was bending over, ready to light the coal stove to boil water and boil noodles, "Dad, I'll light the coal stove, you put on a padded jacket, don't freeze." ”

Hand the padded jacket in his hand to his father.

Ning Weihua stood up, took the padded jacket and put it on.

Fu Bao had already lit the coal stove and fanned the fire desperately with a small fan, and soon the water in the pot was boiling.

Ning Weihua boiled the rolled noodles in the pot, and did not forget to complain in his mouth: "I really owe you in my last life, and I cooked for you at night, and I was cold." ”

"Hey, hey." Fu Bao didn't talk back, blinked his big eyes, and looked at his father innocently and smirked.

In a short time, a bowl of hand-rolled noodles was ready, placed on the table, and the father and daughter sat facing each other.

Seeing that his father also sat down together and did not leave, Fu Bao wondered: "Dad, aren't you sleepy, why don't you go back to rest?" ”

Ning Weihua rolled his eyes, "I'm leaving, what if the rats run out again and scare you, your voice just now really scared me out of half my life." ”

Fu Bao smiled embarrassedly.

She sniffed, picked up the chopsticks and ate it in a big bite, and didn't forget to pat her while eating, "Dad's hand-rolled noodles are really a must, the taste is very chewy, and it's so delicious." ”

Ning Weihua was amused by her exaggerated appearance.

"What's delicious, I didn't even put salt, the clear soup is odominant, there is no taste at all, there is nothing at home, your mother and I only ate a few pieces of bread at night, tomorrow we will go to the nearby vegetable market to buy some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, as well as eggs, vegetables, pork back."

Fu Bao nodded vigorously, "Anyway, there is a refrigerator at home, so you can buy more and come back." ”

In the dim light, the father and daughter talked about common words, and quickly finished a bowl of clear water.

Fu Bao is responsible for cleaning the dishes and chopsticks he eats.

The father and daughter turned off the lights and left the kitchen together, and the two walked side by side on the corridor, when suddenly, a cold wind blew, and Fu Bao couldn't help but shiver.

Ning Weihua glanced at it and didn't say anything, but his pace sped up a few points, and he sent his daughter back to the room before yawning back to his room.

With hot noodle soup in his stomach, and people were not so uncomfortable, Fubao took off his padded jacket, lay on the big bed, rolled comfortably twice, and soon fell asleep.

A good night's sleep.

The next day, the family of three slept until they woke up naturally, and then went to a small restaurant at the mouth of the alley to have a hearty lunch.

Ning Weihua led his daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law to the vegetable market not far from the alley to buy a lot of things, large bags and small bags, and a family of three and six hands were not enough.

Finally stuffed my fridge to the brim.

A family of three collapsed on the couch panting for breath.

Because of last night's episode, Lin Shulan really believed that there were rats in the house, and she thought that it was the unclean house that would provoke rats, so she had to clean up.

Ning Weihua didn't want to move, and argued: "This house, my brothers have cleaned it. ”

Lin Shulan held a broom in her hand, stuffed a rag into Fubao's hand, and said with a serious face: "Your brothers are all big men, and they are rude, so they must deal with it casually, let's clean it ourselves and live more comfortably." ”

Seeing what Ning Weihua wanted to say, Lin Shulan raised her hand and touched her ears, full of threats.

Ning Weihua immediately jumped up from the sofa, consciously picked up a broom and ran out.

Lin Shulan smiled with satisfaction and looked at her daughter again.

Fu Bao sighed.

She shouldn't talk nonsense.

Talking nonsense with a mouth, cleaning and running and breaking legs.

Sure enough, it was far fragrant and smelly, when her mother first came, she was gentle and considerate, hugged her and shouted her heart and liver baby, and took care of her meticulously, now, don't mention it.

The father and daughter had a tacit understanding and smiled bitterly, and forced their tired bodies to start the day's cleaning.

didn't even let go of the horns, and Fubao was especially lucky to pick up five cents.

But the legendary mouse was never found.

……

The third day of moving to a new home.

Her father ran out early in the morning to find someone to install electric lights in the cloister in his yard.

Fu Bao was very moved, and was about to say a few words to repay his father's thoughtful care.

I saw her father holding her mother's hand, and said softly: "Shulan, so that you don't have to be afraid to go out to the toilet alone at night." ”

Don't always drag him out, it's cold.

Lin Shulan covered her mouth with emotion and said shyly: "Her father, you are so good." ”

Fu Bao: "......"

Come on, it's her own passion.

She turned around and went back to her room alone, not bothering the two of them.

With electric lights, the night is really not so terrible, Fu Bao came out to the toilet at night, I don't know which tendon was twitched, and on a whim, he sat on the wooden fence of the cloister, and sighed hypocritically.

The world is changeable, and the vicissitudes of life.

Who was the person sitting here hundreds of years ago?

Who will be sitting here in a few hundred years?

How many generations of memories can an old house carry?

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, Fu Bao couldn't help but shiver, she gathered the clothes on her body, and was about to get up and go back to the room.

Her father's gnashing of teeth suddenly sounded behind her, "Fubao, it's a big night, it's still a cold day, you sit at the door of the toilet and watch the moon, there's nothing wrong with your brain, right?" ”

After drinking two more bowls of pork rib soup tonight, Ning Weihua ran out to go to the toilet, only to see a figure sitting at the door of the toilet, and almost didn't scare him out, but fortunately he saw the shadow on the ground in time.

There are only three people in the family, and his daughter-in-law is still sleeping in the house, who can be sitting here?

When I stepped forward, I saw that it was not his uneasy daughter.

Fu Bao's brain-dead behavior tonight was severely criticized by Comrade Ning Weihua, and she wrote a profound review.

A family of three spent five days in the new home eating and waiting to die, wasting their time in a salted fish life, and finally went out to do business.

The two of them were busy preparing to build a new factory, running around outside all day, Fu Bao's injury leave was over, and he returned to school to attend classes, and by the way, he submitted an application to the head of the department to leave the dormitory.

PS: See you tomorrow! Momoda^3^

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