The temperature tonight is not as cold as before, and Song Huan can experience the difference after washing it.

Song Huan sat on the stool opposite the stove, wiping his hair while roasting the fire, and put a charcoal fire in it.

The kitchen area is small, and the charcoal fire will be warmer, so everyone has to keep the New Year and come directly to the kitchen.

The brazier in the middle was not extinguished, and a barbed wire fence was erected above it, on which a pot of tea was baked, and around the teapot were red dates, sweet potatoes, peanuts, and glutinous rice cakes.

The glutinous rice was cut into thumb-sized squares by Song Huan, and you can also take one bite after cooking.

The elder brother, who was shouting during the day to accompany the guard, was already squinting at this time, and his head was going down little by little.

Song Huan was too lazy to wake him up, and he had to come out with him as soon as he put him back into bed later, so it was better to let him fall asleep.

Song Huan directly leaned his brother's head on his lap and waited for him to fall asleep.

Speaking of which, she found a problem.

I used to use a hair dryer to dry my hair, and my hair dries quickly, but it's not so silky and smooth.

Now use a cloth towel to absorb the water from your hair, and the hair is not only smooth and soft, but also like the wind.

Rice washing water is not much worse than shampoo.

Although the ancients lacked high and new technology, they did not lack good things that could be replaced.

This is not to say that the new technology is bad, the new technology is very good, life is convenient, as long as you want to learn knowledge, you can find all kinds of what you need on the Internet, but I hope that the two can be parallel.

While contributing to the future of science and technology, it is also possible to preserve traditional crafts and various knowledge that belong to Chinese culture, rather than visiting museums.

Some of the crafts and knowledge passed down by the older generation, if the younger generation can't bear the "loneliness" to learn and there is no inheritor, then these things can only be drowned in the long river of time.

When the characters, knowledge, and crafts of the past become just literal words, sometimes it is also a kind of sadness.

Song Huan sighed, even if she was not reborn, in that era, young people's own lives were problems, where could they still have such dedication, endure "temptation, loneliness", and study in silence?

So now and in the past.

Throughout the ages and in the future, it is only for the sake of eating, wearing, and living.

Nothing more.

Song Huan was distracted, and at this moment, Fu Yuanzhi also came in with his hair scattered.

Wet black hair.

The water that flowed down her cheeks slowly slid into the slightly loosened collar and the deep eyes.

Song Huan swallowed his saliva, hurriedly realized that something was wrong, lowered his eyes, and directly picked up his brother on the side of his leg, leaving a sentence, "I'll send my brother to sleep first." ”

Fu Yuanzhi looked at Song Huan, who was in a hurry, and frowned slightly.

He looked down at himself, and his face flushed when he realized that something was wrong.

What thoughts do not belong to this moment are put aside.

Song Huan put down his brother and didn't rush into the kitchen, but walked to the courtyard to see the foot of the mountain.

Every household has a faint light, and Song Huanchai uses firewood to burn most of them.

It can not only warm up in the cold night, but also make it easier to stay up during the New Year.

Even people who pick the door again on weekdays have to endure the distress from Chinese New Year's Eve to the fifteenth day of the first month, eat some delicious food, and use it that they are reluctant to use on weekdays.

The tear-wrapped boy and Liang Dayong's family are slightly better, with the carbon given by Song Huan, they can save some firewood, although it is not much, but it is enough for them to spend this long night.

Originally, the two families were reluctant to use this expensive thing, but they were persuaded by the two children, and finally thought about it, and this is the reason, when they are not good, the pair of sisters and brothers on the mountain are afraid that it will be difficult.

On weekdays, these family members help Song Huan cover up, so Song Huan has not been so "capable" for so long and has not attracted people's attention in the village, but because of the fishing nets, Song Huan has gained some good reputation.

In this matter, to be honest, someone else would not be so generous and be able to give up these benefits.

Not to mention before, just say that now the children in the two villages take turns to use fishing nets, and each person can get about ten yuan in their hands every month, although it is not much, but their children can earn money, and the family is still more happy.

So, in Big Banyan Village, not to mention anything else, just those who followed Liang Dayong and the tear-wrapped boy to net fish, indirectly benefited, and they would not talk about Song Huan's sister and brother.

On the contrary, when someone with red eyes says that they are not, one or two people will help to say good things.

"It's not easy for this child, and I have to raise a brother-in-law who is a few years old."

"Yes, I think when I took my eldest man, it was in a hurry, and the money in the family was also earned by my old man, and it was not easy for Song Yatou to carry this family."

"Moreover, this child is really generous, and it is also for these children in the village."

"No, the fish in that river are not a private thing, and whoever can catch them has always belonged to whomever they can catch."

"She still doesn't charge money, I heard the child say, collect that, what's it called, oh, yes, deposit, that ten cents as long as everyone doesn't use the fishing net, take it back and return it to her, she will still return the money."

"Yes, it is still the old Song family who will teach the child, although the mother died early, but the Song girl has also been taught for seven years, this child, really followed her father, kind, is a good person!"

Those red-eyed people listened to these words, and their teeth itched with hatred, while regretting that their children didn't partner with Liang Dayong and them on weekdays, and they couldn't even eat.

On the one hand, he hates Song Huan, don't you see that there are still many children in the village who have not been able to join? What is it to Dongxi Village?

Elbow out!

Sure enough, if you are not a pure person from the Big Banyan Village, you will not be in your own village!

No matter how much you toss and turn the sea in your heart, others have already said it on this, do you still have to say it from the bottom of your heart?

Doesn't this give others more reason to gossip about themselves?

Such a budget-conscious person, of course, is afraid of losing face.

Let others know that they are complaining about others because they can't get a piece of the pie, and the other party is still a child under the age of fourteen.

For a period of time, those people in the village said that in the end, they had no impact on the parties, and the people who benefited also benefited.

Even if you are unwilling, you can only think about it in your heart and talk to your husband.

Some husbands are sensible and will preach a few words.

"Things belong to other people, and they can give them to whoever they like? Who gave your face shop a kid's thing? ”

"The two of them are also full of praise for Song Yatou, do you want people to know that you are dissatisfied?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, those mothers-in-law could only pity themselves in their hearts, but they didn't gossip anymore.

Some selfish husbands will also secretly hate their mother-in-law for a while when they say this.

But at that moment, there are endless things to do every day, where is there so much energy to blame a teenage child?

These gossips have also slowly dissipated over time, and only a few words are mentioned once in a while.

In the end, they will be crushed into the ground by the rushing farm work, and they will not see the light of day.

After all, other people's belong to others, and they make up their own one-third of an acre of land, which belongs to them.