Firecrackers are not something ordinary people can afford. Tang Xiaoman feels like he won’t be able to see firecrackers set off this year. After all, they lived too far away from the village, but under the gorgeous fireworks, Tang Xiaoman looked at the very happy Su Pingan in front of him.
At this moment, Tang Xiaoman felt a burst of happiness.
Although it only took a few months to travel back in time, from the initial discomfort, to fear, to today with the person I love by my side, all this is enough.
She is not the modern woman who traveled from modern times, she is just a peasant woman from Baihua Village and Su Ping'an's wife.
Wang Er's family in front of them were laughing and laughing, the children were jumping around happily, and everyone was immersed in happiness.
Tang Xiaoman suddenly felt relieved. So what if he couldn't go back?
When I woke up the next day, it was the second day of the new year. A layer of clear snow fell outside. Tang Xiaoman got up early and swept the snow in the yard.
Feeling refreshed, Tang Xiaoman stood in the yard and took a deep breath.
She felt that her heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were instantly filled with strength again.
Tang Xiaoman began to sweep the snow again, and as he swept, he remembered that Mrs. Sun asked them at the dinner table yesterday what they would take when they return to her parents' house on the second day of the new year tomorrow.
Tang Xiaoman was in a good mood, but started to get upset again, thinking about going back to her old house to meet the Su family again. Who made the rule that she had to go back to her parents' home on the second day of the new year.
Alas, I really envy Wang Er's family. They are from out of town and don't need to go back to their parents' home during the Chinese New Year. They don't have this worry.
She was so lost in thought that she didn't even notice when Su Pingan came behind her.
"Xiaoman, what are you thinking about so fascinatedly?"
"ah……"
Tang Xiaoman accidentally slipped and was about to fall to the ground.
A warm and strong arm came forward and took Tang Xiaoman over.
Su Pingan stood up from the wheelchair in a hurry. Did his legs work? He can stand up!
Tang Xiaoman looked at Su Pingan in surprise, and Su Pingan quickly moved up and down to help Tang Xiaoman check.
"What's wrong, Xiaoman, did you fall?"
He never expected that he would be able to get out of the wheelchair and stand up.
"Is your leg healed?"
Maybe I was too anxious just now, and all the potential in my body was stimulated at once. Su Ping'an actually stood up, which he didn't expect.
"My legs are healed!"
Su Pingan cried with joy.
Being paralyzed in a wheelchair for the past few months, Su Ping'an spent these months in great torment.
Tang Xiaoman came over, wiped the tears on Su Pingan's face and said, "See why you are crying? Men don't shed tears easily!"
After saying that, Tang Xiaoman's eyes became moist.
On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Su Pingan's leg healed and he stood up.
The two hugged each other and were happy for a while, before Su Ping'an thought of asking Tang Xiaoman.
"What happened to you just now? I rarely look at you blankly."
Tang Xiaoman murmured for a long time and finally said: "I don't want to go back to my old house..."
When Su Pingan heard this, he could only pat Tang Xiaoman's head lovingly.
"We won't eat there anymore. We'll be back in a while!"
The two of them went into the house to heat up the leftover dishes from last night, then prepared gifts and went back to the old house together.
In this gift, Tang Xiaoman brought the jam gift box from her workshop, as well as the batches of high-quality fabrics she bought.
Although they were bought at a low price, not all of them had been exposed to rain. Tang Xiaoman specially packed the good ones and prepared them for Mrs. Wang and Su Xiuer.
This fabric is of high quality, not the ordinary fabrics given by someone as stingy as Mr. Zhao.
The two of them walked on the snow to the old house. Su Pingan was still sitting on the bullock cart this time, and Tang Xiaoman helped drive the cart.
He also brought a wheelchair with him, and his legs were just right now. Tang Xiaoman was so nervous that he refused to let Su Pingan get down and walk.
Tang Xiaoman said, the snow is so heavy, what should I do if I fall outside?
Su Ping'an couldn't resist Tang Xiaoman, so he had to sit back in the wheelchair.
The two children just entered the yard of the old house and saw Xiao Taohua sweeping snow in the yard.
She was thin, holding a big broom, and worked hard to sweep away the snow in the yard.
Tang Xiaoman saw that her hands were red from the cold, like carrots. If they were frozen any longer, they would freeze and leave ugly scars.
"Little peach blossom!"
Little Taohua raised her head and saw that her third uncle and third aunt were back, and she immediately ran over happily.
"Third uncle, third aunt, happy New Year!"
Tang Xiaoman replied with a smile: "Happy New Year, little peach blossom! This is the red envelope from the third aunt!"
After saying that, he handed the red envelope to Xiao Taohua, who jumped up from the ground happily.
"And a gift!"
After Tang Xiaoman finished speaking, he took out a pair of gloves from the bag.
Pink cotton gloves, Tang Xiaoman asked Sun to make them for her. Regular cotton with new cotton inside, very warm.
On the outside of the cotton gloves, there are two Doraemons. Tang Xiaoman embroidered this Doraemon on them last night. They are blue and look cartoony and fashionable together.
These cotton gloves were different at first glance. Little Peach Blossom held them up in her hand and was stunned when she looked at the two Doraemons on the gloves.
"Third Aunt, this blue cat is so cute. What's its name?"
Before Tang Xiaoman could speak, Su Ping'an rushed behind him and replied: "Call it the fairy cat. In the future, I will help your aunt find a way to catch one and keep it."
Little Taohua also wanted to ask what this magical cat was, but she had never heard of it.
Suddenly she remembered something, "Auntie, I suddenly remembered something..."
At this time, the door curtain was lifted.
Mrs. Zhao, wearing a new coat, walked out of her room with a twist. There was a little boy standing beside her.
The little boy is about ten years old. He is a little shorter than Xiao Taohua, but he is very stocky.
But his eyes were not very kind, and he looked at Tang Xiaoman and the others coldly.
Also, that look in his eyes looked very much like a person's, but Tang Xiaoman couldn't tell.
Little Peach Blossom swallowed the words as soon as they reached her lips.
Who is this little boy?
Tang Xiaoman glanced at Su Pingan, who also looked doubtful.
"Hey, Xiaoman, you guys are back! You brought something like this!"
Sister-in-law Zhao said with greed in her eyes.
"Sister-in-law, who is this little boy?"
"my son!"
Zhao's son? When did she have a son? Doesn’t it mean you can’t have children?
If Mrs. Zhao hadn't been a bit powerful in her mother's family, she would have been divorced by Mrs. Wang long ago.
After Zhao finished speaking, she pulled the little boy to Su Pingan and Tang Xiaoman, who looked shocked.
She had already seen the red envelope in Xiao Taohua's hand.
"Tiedan'er, hurry up, come here and wish your third uncle and third aunt New Year's greetings!"
