Zhou Tianlei was silent for a while after listening.
Cheng Xiang continued: "He said it was... a loss to me. What did he mean? Do you think it was related to the death of my mother? I always feel uncomfortable holding this thing. How about giving it back?" Cheng wanted to tell his guess and looked at Zhou Tianlei seriously.
Zhou Tianlei pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice: "So, this was left to you by Old Man Zhang, not from Zhang Qingxiang?"
Cheng thought: "......Is your reflex arc a bit too tortuous?"
Zhou Tianlei lowered his head and smiled: "If Zhang Qingxiang wants this thing, he doesn't have to take it out. No one knows, but since he gave it to you, he is fulfilling his father's last words, so if you return it, he won't take it." , As for Cheng Ningning and her daughter, if Old Man Zhang wanted to leave it to them, he would have given it to them early in the morning. You don’t want this thing to fall into their hands, right? Since it is the old man’s wish, you have brought it back, so just keep it first. As for We will find an opportunity to investigate the matter you are worried about slowly."
After Cheng Xiang listened, he nodded flatly: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Zhou Tianlei looked at her with a hint of confusion in his heart. When he heard someone talking about doubts about the cause of his mother's death, her tone and tone were completely like a bystander analyzing the problem, as if she was someone else's mother.
I have never heard her say that she was estranged from her mother, so why does it seem that her relationship with her mother is very weak? Is it just because her mother passed away early?
This woman always gave him a feeling of being far away and near, as if she was just a temporary guest here, which made him feel very uneasy.
"It's getting colder. Are there any heating measures here in the winter?" Cheng Xiang shrank into the quilt and asked with a wrinkled face. If she relied solely on her will and her own heat to stay warm all winter, her will would collapse.
When she was a child, she lived in the north. She could eat popsicles in short-sleeves on the hot kang in winter. When she grew up, she went to the south with her parents. Every winter, the coldness penetrated through her trouser legs and reached her soul. She relied on the sun to keep herself warm. It was cold outside and cold inside. Colder.
When I chose my choice for the college entrance examination, I decisively chose a university in the north, and finally lived a life where it was snowing outside and like spring inside the house all year round.
Who would have expected that I would be wearing the clothes here before I had enjoyed the heating for a few years. In this era, there is no global warming trend, and winter is still winter, which is very cold.
This area belongs to the boundary between the south and the north. There is no kang for burning fire. Zhou Tianlei's family only has wooden beds. I don't know how they keep warm in winter.
Zhou Tianlei got into the bed, wrapped her in his arms, and helped her warm her body. He said, "I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully. I didn't feel cold before, but then the children came. The children in the village are used to the cold." I just put on a thick quilt at night and wear thicker clothes during the day without saying anything. I have been looking for channels to buy coal a few days ago, and we will light a stove to keep warm."
Cheng Xiang nodded heartily. No matter how difficult the conditions are, it's not terrible. Only someone who can take care of you can be heartwarming.
"Then I'll hold on for a few more days." Cheng Xiang put a patch on him, and it felt like he was pressed against a stove, very warm.
Zhou Tianlei held her hand tightly and whispered in his ear: "Actually, there is a way to keep her warmer."
Cheng Xiang smelled a hint of danger and slowly removed the octopus-like hands and feet that were clinging to him. Unexpectedly, he held him down and said, "Don't run."
Cheng Xiang was unable to move in his arms, and the man's body and breathing were slowly becoming hot.
We haven't been together for such a long time, it would be a lie to say that we don't want to, and the desire in my body is slowly growing.
"Did you, did you do that?" Cheng Xiang asked, murmuring against his chest.
Zhou Tianlei stretched out a hand and spread it out in front of her. A round gelatinous object was placed in his palm.
Cheng Xiang chuckled in his heart, not knowing how many trips he took to buy this.
Looking up at Zhou Tianlei's tender eyes, Cheng Xiang puffed up his cheeks and shook his eyes.
He huddled his whole face into the quilt and chuckled.
Zhou Tianlei lifted up the quilt and covered the two of them. The giggles in the quilt were replaced by the soft humming of a woman.
This heating method was indeed very effective. Cheng Xiang wanted to pull back the quilt to expose his blushing face, breathing in the cool air outside, waiting for Zhou Tianlei's preparation with a blushing heart.
But for a long time, the man didn't move. Cheng Xiang gasped in confusion and looked sideways at Zhou Tianlei, who was sitting on his knees.
Zhou Tianlei was looking at her with a depressed expression.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Xiang asked softly while panting.
"Too young." Zhou Tianlei said in a deep voice, lowering his voice.
"Huh?" Cheng Xiang looked up, and sure enough, it didn't match and couldn't be worn.
Aren’t these things one size fits all? Are there any sizes? Cheng Xiang blinked and thought, she had never used one before. When she was a child, she didn't seem to find any big or small balloons.
"Then, what should we do?" Cheng Xiang asked hesitantly.
"I, I'll ask tomorrow if there are any larger ones." Zhou Tianlei took a breath and whispered.
"Then, why don't we use it today?" Cheng Xiang could also understand the pain of a man having to shoot an arrow on his string.
Zhou Tianlei looked at her with dark eyes that could drip with ink. He took a long breath, lay down and hugged her and said, "No, go to sleep. I will hold you to sleep."
Cheng Xiang admired this man's self-control. Throughout the night, he could feel the man's strength from time to time, but he didn't go beyond the limits.
The weather is gradually getting colder, and I feel breathless when I wake up in the morning.
Zhou Tianlei brought a cart of briquettes and three briquette stoves.
In rural areas of this era, most families used firewood as the main burning material, and some people stored cotton straw and corn cobs as fuel.
There are almost no families using coal. Firstly, the price is high, and secondly, it is inconvenient to go to the city to buy briquettes.
Zhou Tianlei went to the city several times and ordered some briquettes and several briquette stoves, and brought them back while the goods were being delivered.
The children were surprised and excited when they saw a neat row of black guys in the car.
People from the village also came to watch.
"Hey, are you going to burn coal?"
"Yes" Cheng Xiang stood at the door, looking at the cart of briquettes, he seemed to feel the heat, and happily responded to the neighbor's inquiry,
"It's so luxurious, so expensive."
"No, corn stalks and corn cobs can't be burned?"
"Auntie, this is for heating." Cheng Xiang explained.
"Ouch, my bitch, all this coal is just to heat the house? You can really build it. Why are you afraid of cold weather? Wear thicker clothes, and if that doesn't work, just get under the covers. There's no work to do in winter anyway, so why bother? Buying coal to heat your house? You really don’t know how to live this life.”
"That's right, from the Tianlei family, no matter how rich you are, you can't help but make it like this."
A group of people don't know whether they really feel sorry for Zhou Tianlei's money, or they are envious and jealous, and they always attack Cheng Xiang.
