In the early morning, the drizzle in Peach Blossom Village was continuous, the sky was very dark, and a layer of hazy mist was shrouded around the small courtyard.

Compared to the coolness outside, the inside of the house is much warmer.

Because there is no light, not to mention that you can't see your fingers, but you can hardly see anything clearly.

Ji Huai'an had already woken up, but he didn't get up immediately, but still lay on the ground, selfishly wanting to stay for a while.

I don't know if it's his illusion, Ji Huai'an gently pulled up his quilt and sniffed it on the tip of his nose, always feeling that after a night, his quilt seemed to be stained with the fragrance of orange blossoms in the house, faint, with a little fruity sweetness.

Even if he was reluctant, after a few minutes of nostalgia, Ji Huaian still got up.

He folded the quilt lightly, put on his shoes and tiptoed out of the room.

Except for the sound of opening and closing the door, he didn't make a sound during the whole process.

This morning is indeed cold, and it doesn't look like it's summer.

However, Ji Huai'an is angry, and this temperature is just right for him.

After a brief wash, he went to the hall to put on a hat and a dark brown palm coat, he didn't even pack the container for the rain on the ground, he went out with the food box and disappeared into the hazy fog.

…

Gong Xiaomei got up when the first rooster crowed.

In addition to cleaning the house, I also have to mix chicken food for the chickens at home.

There are a total of four hens in Gong Xiaomei's yard, two of which are her own, and the other two are Ji Huai'an's.

Because he rented a small yard, he can also raise chickens in the yard, but he usually doesn't have time to clean and feed, so he puts them in Gong Xiaomei's to raise them together, and he only needs one egg a day for the two hens, and Gong Xiaomei gives more than that.

After cleaning the chicken coop, she quickly washed her hands and chose vegetables and began to make breakfast.

At this time, Wang Youkang, who didn't go to the black market again and had the jet lag back to normal, also got up and helped his mother after washing.

When Ji Huai'an came over, Gong Xiaomei had just fried the side dishes, the porridge was still boiling on the casserole, and the small stove was filled with faint smoke and a thick fragrance.

"Xiao Ji Zhiqing is here, the porridge is not good yet, you sit and rest for a while."

Gong Xiaomei saw Ji Huai'an coming in, turned her head and greeted him with a smile, and she didn't stop moving her hands, wiped her apron with a clean edge, and began to knead her dough again.

This is the breakfast she made for her son.

Wang Youkang is growing his body, and he is growing fast, because of lack of nutrition, the bones in his body will start to hurt from time to time, although he hides it well, but how can the mother who has always paid attention to her son not find out.

She tried her best to make fine food every day, but Wang Youkang ate it, except that he was taller and taller, and the meat didn't grow at all, which made people angry when they looked at it.

It's exactly the same as his dad who doesn't eat or get fat!

Wang Youkang helped light the fire behind the stove, and saw Ji Huaian also poke his head out and say hello.

Ji Huai'an nodded and put the food box on the table between the stoves, "I'm sorry for you, Aunt Gong." Do you still have to go to work today? ”

"Don't bother, you gave so much money tickets, what's the trouble! Later, I will go to work, but it is very easy, that is, to weed in the field. ”

Gong Xiaomei has paid off all the debts of the family, and it stands to reason that even if she takes a good rest now, no one will say anything, only that she should rest.

But she can't be idle, although there is still a lot of money at home, but she wants to save a little more for her son, after all, in the future, she will need money to study and marry her daughter-in-law to repair the house.

Her son has been used to suffering since he was a child, and she doesn't want him to go to the commune to study and continue to live a hard life.

Her son is different from her, her life is sweet first and then bitter.

has a father-in-law and mother-in-law who take care of her as her own daughter, and a husband who has long been a childhood sweetheart, and in the first half of her life, she has not suffered a trace of grievances since she met this family.

After her father-in-law and mother-in-law died, her husband treated her like a jewel, and often said that he would give her her the good share of her father's mother.

Because she has felt such a strong love, Gong Xiaomei naturally looks down on other men, and would rather pull the child alone than be told that the matchmaker will remarry.

Whenever she is so bitter that she feels so tired that she can't hold it anymore, as long as she thinks back to the past and tastes the sweetness of the past, she has strength all over her body.

But his son is different, he was young at the time, and he had no impression of his father at all, so he suffered with her.

She hopes that her son will live the rest of his life and be soaked in honey every day in the future.

To do this, she had to not stop for a moment.

……

Ji Huai had breakfast, said hello and hurried back.

When I returned to the hall, I first put the food box on the edge of the stove and began to cook my breakfast.

Make a few hard steamed buns and a pot of aged rice porridge.

In order to save firewood, the stoves in the countryside can be used to boil water while cooking.

After quickly making his breakfast and warming the contents of the food box in the stove, Ji Huaian took a handful of vegetables from the pickle jar and ate it with steamed gruel.

…

Ruan Jiaojiao, who was sleeping in the house, also woke up.

It's just that because it's too cold, she huddles in the quilt and doesn't want to get up.

In this weather, even if you wear that long-sleeved shirt from yesterday, it will still be cold.

It's a pity that my luggage has long been spread out in the house, just a few sets of clothes, even if I buy a thick dress in Taogou now, it is not possible.

After lying down for a while, Ruan Jiaojiao got up with a shaky body, latched the door and went to the toilet.

After everything was done, she opened the crack in the door, leaned behind the door panel, stretched her head out, and shouted Ji Huai'an in an extremely awkward posture.

Ji Huai'an had just finished breakfast, his ears moved, and he heard Ruan Jiaojiao's kitten-like cry, and immediately put down the bowl and walked out quickly.

"Do you have thick clothes? I'm so cold. ”

Ruan Jiaojiao's voice was trembling, her little face was pale, her brows were frowning, and she was very pitiful.

"Yes! I'll get it for you. ”

As he spoke, he wanted to enter the house.

But Ruan Jiaojiao didn't mean to get out of the way at all, and said pitifully: "Can I find it myself?" ”

"Yes, it's in those two big boxes, you open the boxes and be careful not to press your hands."

"Hmm."

Ruan Jiaojiao closed the door after answering, took a flashlight and began to rummage through the box.

The first box was filled with thin clothes, some cotton, some linen, but all of them were old, and several of them were patched.

The second box is a thicker clothes, which should be worn by Ji Huai'an in winter.

But it wasn't too thick, Ruan Jiaojiao touched the cotton jacket and cotton pants, which seemed to contain only a thin layer of cotton.

Winter in the south doesn't necessarily snow, but the clammy and cold temperatures are not something that cotton can withstand.