Being bored alone, Wang Hui cleaned the entire repair shop again, and when it was almost six o'clock, Mother Lin dragged her tired body and came back, still carrying a few leftover rotten fish in her hands.

"Auntie, where have you been? It's getting dark, and I'm going to go out to find you. ”

Mother Lin touched Wang Hui's head and said with a wry smile, "Good boy, you have a heart, aunt is an adult, she can take care of herself, you are a girl, don't run around after dark." ”

The strong smell of fish reached her nostrils, and Wang Hui took the fish in her hand.

"Auntie, if you want to eat fish, let's go back to the island, the big girl's father can fish, I learned from him, and I can catch a few, and I will make it for you to eat when the time comes."

Mother Lin sat on the stool and poured a cup of hot water to warm her body.

"Okay, Wang Hui, you're a good boy."

Finding that Mother Lin's face was very unsightly, Wang Hui asked cautiously, "Auntie, are you uncomfortable?" ”

"It's okay, old cold legs, I get sick in winter, I'm used to it."

Finding that the house was a lot warmer, Mother Lin asked in surprise, "Did your sister-in-law ask someone to repair the windows?" ”

"Well, I also made a big kang, aunt, it's warm, you can go and have a look."

Mother Lin came to the back, the original earthen kang was gone, it became a wooden kang, Wang Hui laid out the futon in advance, and the quilt was still hot when she touched it.

"Your sister-in-law has a heart!" Mother Lin choked up and said.

Her daughter is pushing herself on a desperate road, and people who are not related by blood always lend a helping hand to her.

In the past, Lin Qianqian always said that Song Wenjun was not good in her letters, which caused the two of them to have a stereotype of her, and they were lukewarm when they met for the first time, but now they feel embarrassed when they think about it, and they are sorry for Song Wenjun.

After selling fish for two days in a row, the market was cold and wet, and her rheumatism was tormenting, and she had to be scolded by her boss because she was not able to work.

She is a university teacher, highly educated, and has peach and plums all over the world, but now her old age is desolate, and her heart is sour when she thinks about it, and she wants to cry.

"Auntie, my sister-in-law left some money for us, and she won't come back at night, so let's go to the old Yan's bun shop for dinner."

Wiping the corners of her eyes, Lin Mu said, "What are you spending that money for?" I go to cook, isn't there fish? Yesterday I pickled some pickles......"

Wang Hui said timidly, "Auntie, that, that pickle, was thrown away by my sister-in-law, she, she said that eating pickles is right, but it is not good for your health." ”

In fact, Wang Hui felt that it was a pity to throw away the pickles, the pickles she ate at Wang's house were not as good as those pickled by Lin Mu, and they were basically moldy and spoiled.

"Down?"

"Hmmm! My sister-in-law said that she would eat more fresh vegetables. ”

Lin Mu smiled bitterly, "In the winter, apart from radishes and cabbage and potatoes, what fresh vegetables are there?" ”

It's a pity, yesterday she cheekily asked the vegetable seller in the market for some radish tassels, no matter how you say it, it's also green, don't every household eat like this?

"And a little bit of a fish ......"

Wang Hui looked down at the fish in her hand, living on an island, and was most sensitive to the freshness of seafood.

These fish have obviously been dead for a long time, although the weather is cold, and the spoilage is slower than in summer, but the body is damaged and not worth it.

"Auntie, let's go to the bun shop, my sister-in-law said that the buns there are delicious."

She made a very greedy appearance and teased Mother Lin.

"Okay, I'll change my clothes, wash my face again, and let's go eat buns."

"Okay."

Wang Hui was very happy, worried that Da Hei in the yard had not eaten, and when she was about to come back, she asked the store for leftovers, so she went to the kitchen to get a basin and stuffed it under her clothes.

"Let's go, eat steamed buns!"