On the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the snow stopped.

Su Mo was rarely lazy, and it was already time to get up.

She yawned, came out of the warm quilt, quickly put on her clothes, and turned around to pinch the corner of the quilt for Gu Xingnian, who was still asleep.

The temperature after the snow dropped completely, and the wind was not strong, but it seemed to condense all the chill, seeping into the bones like water through the clothes.

Su Mo only went out for a while, and he felt that his hands and feet were cold, and his shoes and socks seemed to seep into the snow, wet and damp.

She rubbed her hands together and hurriedly lit the fire.

The water in the bamboo pipe was frozen, not to mention the water in the pool outside, but fortunately, Su Mo had the foresight to fill everything that could be filled with water at home.

There was little water in the barrels, and they were frozen.

The large water tank was frozen, and Su Mo used a wooden spoon to break the ice surface, scooped some water into the pot and boiled it.

When the water boils, he scoops a spoonful and pours it on the inside of the barrel, and when he sees that the ice in it melts, he lifts it up again, pours it into the pot, and boils it with the remaining hot water, and it will soon melt.

Su Mo sat on a small table and roasted the fire, wisps of white mist coming out of his sleeves and uppers.

The stove was on fire, and it didn't take long for it to get warm, and my face was hot and red.

Su Mo took advantage of the warmth of his body, stood up and lit the stove, then took out the kitchen and ran quickly to the bedroom.

The stove is placed under the table first, and when it is time to eat, the temperature in the house can go up, and the windows in the house have their own gaps, so there is no fear of carbon dioxide poisoning.

After coming and going, the heat on his body was almost dissipated, and Su Mo sat aside to bake the fire before he started to work on breakfast.

The porridge is corn and red bean porridge, there is no rice, only corn and red beans, boiled soft, put white sugar into it, very sweet.

One boiled egg per person, the weather was cold, and the goat's milk was less, so Su Mo didn't go to milk the goat's milk, but pondered when to slaughter and eat.

In winter, eat mutton to nourish.

Considering that these were not full, Su Mo also spread a few cakes and ate them with porridge.

The porridge had to be boiled for a while, and Su Mo took advantage of this to put the noodles on again, and when the noodles were kneaded, the porridge was ready.

Su Mo took out the porridge, put it in a tray, put the plate with the cake and the bowl of eggs, brought it into the bedroom at one time, and put it on the table.

When they went out again, Gu Ping'an and Gu Jinnian both got up, wearing thick cotton clothes, and there was still residual warmth from the quilt on their bodies, and their cheeks were slightly red.

But as soon as they went out, the cold wind drove away all the residual warmth, and the inhumanity occupied every corner of their bodies.

Gu Ping'an hugged himself with both hands, and he was about to go back to the house without looking back.

It's too cold.

Gu Jinnian's face did not change.

Compared to last winter, they lived in that dilapidated house, dressed in shabby cotton clothes given by the villagers, sitting on the thatched ground, lighting the branches they had picked up, and reporting to the group to keep warm.

Today's days are not much better.

And all this because of her arrival...

Gu Jinnian raised his eyes and looked at Su Mo who came out of the door of the hall, he raised the corners of his lips and walked over.

"Mother."

Su Mo followed the voice, nodded with a smile, and then saw Gu Ping'an shrinking his neck and going back to the house in a very obscene manner.

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Su Mo: "......"

"Ping, why are you going back to the house?"

Gu Ping'an turned his head curtly, "Mother, it's too cold this day, I'll go back to lie down in the quilt, it's warm in the quilt."

"When is it, still back in bed."

Su Mo glanced at him and walked towards the kitchen.

"I've lit a stove in my room, and all the hot water is boiling for you, come and wash up, and then go to my room for breakfast."

"Oh."

Gu Ping'an reluctantly walked towards the kitchen.

Gu Jinnian was in a good mood.

Just now my mother smiled at him.

After washing, the two children followed Su Mo into the bedroom.

There was breakfast on the table, Su Mo asked them to eat first, and he walked to the bed with hot water and called Gu Xingnian up.

"Xingnian, get up for breakfast."

The little girl opened her eyes in a daze, and when she saw Su Mo, she stretched out her hand and hugged Su Mo's hand, and rubbed it coquettishly.

"Mother..."

Su Mo took advantage of the situation to pull her up, then sat down, let Gu Xingnian lean on him, and with the other hand, he took the clothes she had prepared by the bed.

"Well, my mother will dress you."

Gu Xingnian half-opened his sleepy eyes, at the mercy of Su Mo, his little head was little by little, obviously he hadn't woken up yet.

When the clothes were dressed, the little girl went to sleep again.

Su Mo shook his head helplessly, woke her up again, and then let her lean against the head of the bed, while he took out the handkerchief soaked in warm water and wrung it out.

The warm handkerchief was attached to her face, the little girl sobered up a little, sniffed her nose, Gu Xingnian immediately looked at the window, her fleshy face was flushed.

"Mother, what's for breakfast?"

"Cooked corn and red bean porridge, as well as eggs and bread."

Corn and red bean porridge is sweet.

Gu Xingnian's eyes lit up, and he was about to come out of the quilt with a snort.

Su Mo took the opportunity to take her out, put on her shoes and socks, and pointed to the willow branch and a bowl of warm water that were placed aside.

"Well, I'll eat it when I've rinsed my mouth."

Gu Xingnian nodded obediently.

Su Mo waited for her to wash up, went out with water, washed her hands and then came in for breakfast.

Gu Ping'an scooped porridge with a spoon in one hand and a cake in the other, and his mouth was full of oil.

Gu Xingnian loves sweetness, so he took a sip of porridge and smashed it, and the aftertaste was endless.

It was Gu Jinnian, sitting on the sofa staring at the door, when he saw Su Mo coming in, he handed over the freshly peeled eggs.

"Mother, eat eggs."

Su Mo didn't say anything polite to Gu Jinnian, he took it happily, and after praising his good behavior, he ate the egg.

Seeing this, Gu Jinnian handed over the porridge he had weighed again, and watched Su Mo move the spoon, the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

He sat down and scooped a spoonful of porridge into his mouth.

It's so sweet.

Su Mo ate quickly, and drank a bowl of porridge, but saw that Gu Xingnian was still smashing his mouth there, with a sweet aftertaste.

"Xing Nian, don't just drink porridge, eat some cakes, eat this meal, but you have to wait for Shen Shi to eat Chinese New Year's Eve dinner."

Su Mo said, pushed the cake to Gu Xingnian's side, and at the same time did not forget to tell Gu Ping'an and Gu Jinnian.

"You two too, eat more so that you don't get hungry later, you know?"

The two children nodded obediently.

After breakfast, the three children nestled on the sofa to roast the fire, and Su Mo went to work on the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

This is not only the first year after Su Mo arrived in this world, but also the year when Gu Ping'an and his three siblings changed their fate.

Su Mo had the heart to take care of it, and he never stopped working this busy.

For Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, fish is naturally indispensable.

The fishing in the village was closed on the 22nd, and in previous years, almost all the fish would be sold, and the money would be used to buy some pork, chickens and ducks.

And this year, the big guys have grown vegetables, raised chickens and ducks, and are self-sufficient, and the family has saved a lot of money.

I didn't sell them all, but kept some as New Year's gifts.

The daughter-in-law's mother's family, the daughter's husband's family, in short, in previous years, they were embarrassed to move around because of their shyness, but now they are all moving around.

And Su Mo also did not receive the fish sent by the villagers.

I like that after death, I became the cannon fodder mother of the three protagonists

Sui years old