They slept happily here, and the educated youths in the courtyard in front of them had their stomachs rumbling in the middle of the night, and they couldn't sleep at all.

This year, a large family can't eat enough to work, let alone the educated youth with a relatively low status in the village.

Therefore, it is not a busy farm, and the educated youth eat two meals a day.

In winter, when it gets dark early, in order to save lamp oil, they eat dinner at three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

When Ming Dai's salted rice came out of the pot, their gluttony and hunger were hooked out again, and they wanted to cry when they were hungry.

Liu Yan shrank in the cold kang tip, the quilt on her body didn't work at all when she got here, there was no way, she covered the sack on it again, it was still cold.

In addition, she was beaten and couldn't get out of bed as soon as she arrived, and she relied on the old intellectuals to bring her to bed for dinner, let alone to pick up firewood.

Feeling the pain in her body one after another, drinking a stomach of gruel would not be useful, and she couldn't help but cry again.

"Funeral in the middle of the night!"

Song Lanlan, who was sleeping on the kang, was already hungry, and it was even more annoying to hear her cry again, so she couldn't help but be angry with her.

"And the face to cry! Shameless, I ate all the bags of rice in other people's homes, and I was embarrassed to mourn here, and then I cried and threw it out for you! ”

Liu Yan was scared, the ground was freezing and cold, and she had no firewood, so she would die if she went out!

The crying stopped, Song Lanlan rolled her eyes, scolded the wreck, and thought about the crazy man's bag of rice, how good it would be if she gave herself food.

The next day, early in the morning, the body's biological clock woke Ming Dai from her sleep.

A thin white hand stretched out from the quilt and pulled under the pillow for a long time, but nothing was touched, and Ming Dai, who had closed her eyes, came back to her senses.

Where is there a mobile phone, she is really sleeping.

I looked at the plum brand watch that I took out of the space, and it was half past five in the morning.

It's really early, in my last life, except when I was in high school, I never got up so early.

She didn't plan to continue lying down, she hurried to get the firewood problem done, the snow was covering the mountain, and she had time to sleep.

It was hard to pull myself out of the warm bed.

Put away all the innermost duvets and electric heaters, take off the heating cotton pajamas, put on a flower cotton jacket, and finally tie two neat braids for yourself, all live!

Jump off the kang, find your black cotton shoes and put them on, pick up the salt water bottle and walk out.

As soon as I went out, I saw Zhou Sinian sitting on the threshold, he was holding his red bandana, bringing it up, and taking it down again, having a lot of fun.

Mingdai walked over: "Have you brushed your teeth and washed your face?" ”

Zhou Sinian didn't speak, took the salt water in her hand and picked it out.

"Don't pick it, it'll be broken if you cut it off."

Zhou Sinian's hand paused, and he stuffed the salt water bottle to her again.

Ming Dai's eyes narrowed, this person must have done something bad.

She put the bottle on the windowsill and turned to walk towards Zhou Sinian's room.

Zhou Sinian followed, wanting to stop it, but Ming Dai threatened with breakfast, and the foodie compromised.

Pushing open the door and looking at the empty room, Ming Dai was a little shocked.

It's really empty, except for a kang, there is nothing.

That's not the point, she looked at the march on the kang and frowned, this was also too thin.

If you look closer, the color of the quilt is inconsistent.

Touched it, it was wet.

Unfolded to see it, an unknown liquid in the middle made Ming Dai's eyes widen.

"Zhou Sinian, you peed on the kang?!"

Zhou Sinian looked at her in confusion and didn't understand what it meant.

Ming Dai looked at the empty salt water bottle on the side and knew that this guy must have picked off the lid in the middle of the night.

Sigh and look at him, fortunately his pants are not wet.

She picked up the bottle without a lid and instructed, "Bring the quilt out." ”

Zhou Sinian obediently picked up the quilt and followed out.

Let him stand obediently with the quilt, Ming Dai found a rope in the space, took a steel nail and an axe, smashed into the courtyard walls at both ends, and pulled the clothesline.

found a place where the sun was shining and asked Zhou Sinian to throw the quilt on it.

Touching the quilt, Ming Dai sighed.

From the first time she saw Zhou Sinian, she could see that this person not only had a problem with his brain, but also had problems everywhere on his body.

The cold enters the body, arthritis, wearing wet clothes for a long time, covering a damp quilt, sleeping on a cool kang, and even no mattress.

In such a living environment for ordinary people, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago, but it is a miracle that he is still alive.

"Zhou Sinian, where did you go with your clothes and shoes?"

Zhou Sinian watched Ming Dai unfold the quilt, revealing the wet part, and felt embarrassed inexplicably and wanted to turn it over.

Before he could act, he was stopped, and he could only withdraw his little hand that was about to move, and turned back to the room.

After a while, he came out with his torn cotton jacket, torn cotton pants and military boots.

Ming Dai pulled it, but it wasn't dirty, but it was all soaked.

Cotton jackets and cotton pants can't be wanted, the basic cotton is gone, and the military boots can still be worn, the quality is very good, just brush it.

The boots were tossed aside, and Ming Dai took him to wash.

When she arrived at the place, Zhou Sinian consciously poured water to wash her face and wipe her face, and then waited for Ming Dai to rub her frostbite cream.

Seeing that Ming Dai was moving slowly, she washed her face with a look of disgust.

Hehe!

"Oh, that's yours, wipe it yourself, you can only dig a small piece at a time."

Zhou Sinian looked at the small box on the shelf, picked it up, studied it and opened it spirally.

Smelling the familiar scent of roses, he nodded with satisfaction, dug out a small piece, and wiped it in the palm of his hand.

Put your hands together and carefully rub them apart, slowly covering your entire face and neck, and rubbing your ears a few times.

His eyes and expression were very serious, as if he was not trying to make incense, but was conducting a top-secret experiment.

Ming Dai ignored him and took out the cream and wiped it herself.

Seeing that Zhou Sinian had already wiped his face, he picked up the footbasin and was about to pour hot water.

"Don't wash your feet in the morning!"

Ming Dai hurriedly stopped him, Zhou Sinian's brows furrowed again, and he looked at her stubbornly with a basin.

It wasn't until Ming Dai said that she didn't wash her feet that Zhou Sinian gave up.

Holding the tea jar, the two brushed their teeth face to face, Ming Dai brushed the top, he brushed the top, Ming Dai brushed the bottom, and he brushed the bottom.

Ming Dai looked at him seriously, and was about to tease him, so she pulled out her toothbrush and made a swallowing motion.

Sure enough, Zhou Sinian on the other side also did it, and swallowed a big mouthful of toothpaste.

Then, with his shocked expression, Ming Dai spat out the toothpaste in his mouth.

"Hahahaha!"

Zhou Sinian's expression of disbelief pleased her, she rinsed her mouth in a good mood, put away the tooth jar, and put it back in the kitchen.

After a while, Zhou Sinian walked back with an indifferent face, also put away the toothbrush, the tooth jar and toothbrush head of the two were in the same direction, and put the crooked green towel of Ming Dai straight.

Mingdai looked at him: "Take your footbath." ”

Come out with a bucket of water on your own.

"Draw a bucket of water and brush your shoes, just like brushing your teeth, up and down, left and right, inside and out, you know? This is laundry detergent, for shoes, it will foam, remember to wash it with water after brushing, understand? ”

Zhou Sinian looked at the shoes and laundry detergent on the ground, nodded, took the bucket in her hand, and began to draw water.

Ming Dai looked at him and turned back to the kitchen.

I'm going up the mountain today, and she's going to make some more cakes to take with her.