Chapter 267: The Book of Harmony (1)

Hui Niang endured the pain in her feet and slowly moved closer to the kitchen.

The kitchen is outhouse, the house is a little simple, the pots and pans in the house are neatly placed in a cabinet, and there is a large vat next to the cabinet, the water in the tank has frozen, if she wants to get water, she must first smash the layer of ice in the tank.

In winter, there are no vegetables to eat in this house, only cabbage radish and potatoes, Hui Niang's feet are inconvenient, she chose a cabbage, a radish to make a stewed cabbage, and then stew a radish shredded soup.

It's just that whether it's stewing cabbage or making shredded radish soup, she needs water, and the water in the tank has frozen at this time, and if she wants to get water, she must first break the ice cubes in the tank before she can take out the water.

Maybe she had been standing outside for a long time, and her broken foot no longer felt pain at this time, although she couldn't feel the pain in her foot, but it was still a little inconvenient to walk.

Hui Niang walked to the door and took a sharp stone to smash the ice in the tank, only barely scooped out a little water, endured the biting cold of the ice water, Hui Niang washed the radish, and then prepared to cut vegetables.

When everything was ready, Hui Niang's hands and feet were already unconscious, and her gray eyes were even more godless and gray at this time.

As time slowly passed, the voice of Lee's dissatisfaction had gradually sounded in the middle of noon.

"When has this been? She hasn't even cooked yet, is she trying to starve us to death? Li kept walking back and forth in the house, and her hungry stomach had already begun to sing about the empty city plan at this time, and the more she didn't see Hui Niang coming in with food, her temper became more and more irritable.

Wang Bao and Yan'er in the house were happily lying on the bed and snuggling up to each other at this time, hearing the impatient voice of the Li family in the house, Yan'er pushed the man with a happy expression next to her with her hand, and said in a low voice, "You go out of the house to see, if the mother continues like this, the iron beating person is not enough for the mother to toss so much, if we still want someone to serve us, then we have to save a little use, don't overdo it." ”

Wang Bao listened to Yan'er's words and felt that she was reasonable, so he got out of bed, endured the cold air and put on his clothes, and then walked out of the house.

"Mother, don't scream, I'll go out of the house and take a look."

When Li saw her son come out of the house, he didn't say anything although his face was bad.

Wang Bao went out of the house and went directly to the kitchen, and saw that Huiniang was squatting on the ground in the kitchen, and her thin body was cautiously approaching the firewood in the boiler.

After all, it is a husband and wife, although Wang Bao likes the new and hates the old, but anyway, this man is quite honest.

"You come into the house and sit for a while, and I'll light the fire."

Hui Niang stubbornly picked up the firewood on the ground and threw it into the boiler, and then picked up another piece and continued to throw it, as if she hadn't heard Wang Bao's words.

Wang Bao was still a little patient at first, but as time went by, the kitchen was cold and damp, and the patience on his face turned into anger, "Hurry up, mother, she is waiting here for dinner!" ”

Hui Niang was still silent, Wang Bao glared at Hui Niang, who was squatting on the ground and adding fire to the stove, and then turned around and left resolutely.

Next to the hot and flickering boiler, no one saw the crystal tears on Hui Niang's pale face, until the tears fell to the ground and turned into a black gray bead, until they were covered by dust. <

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