Chapter 15 Moving back to the Zhou family

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"You must be safe and healthy."

She hugged him and said softly.

Today is Christmas Eve, December 24th. She remembers that in her previous life, on Christmas Eve, people would put apples into exquisite little paper boxes, tie a colorful ribbon on the box, and give them to each other as holiday gifts to pray for peace.

Naturally, no one in this era knows about this festival, let alone celebrates it.

What is more important than his safety and health?

This is what she longs for most in her rebirth.

His body visibly stiffened, and he really couldn't understand why she said this inexplicably.

Still agreed in a muffled voice.

Feeling his back rub against her body, he panicked. He moved out and she leaned in.

She put her arms around him and told him to move in. If he moved out again, he would fall off the bed.

She deliberately kicked the salt water bottle filled with hot water under his feet. She kicked the hot water bottle to warm her feet and her whole body.

She hugged his back tightly, almost touching his face.

Unconsciously fell asleep.

That night, she slept extremely comfortably. She didn't feel cold at all even though she was covered with the ragged and patched quilt.

Drowsily, she seemed to be hugging a little sun that was emitting scorching warmth, making her feel even more comfortable and warm.

When I woke up in the morning, there were beads of sweat on my nose.

When he opened his eyes, Zhou Zhiyuan was already missing.

Thinking of his embarrassed appearance last night, she couldn't help but snicker.

Despite his cold appearance and taciturn nature, he is still quite cute sometimes.

I got up, folded the quilt and washed up. When I came to the yard and looked up at the sky, I couldn't help but moan secretly.

The weather looked bad yesterday. It was expected to snow heavily today, and it has already started to rain.

It was gray far and near, the sky was almost connected to the mountains, and it was about to collapse. There was already a layer of white flowers on the trees and roofs.

This area is originally a snow nest. When it snows heavily, the road up and down the mountain will be blocked, making it impossible to get in or out.

The villagers were busy making preparations before the heavy snowfall. They piled dry firewood into the woodshed in advance, moved household items in the yard that were afraid of getting wet into the house, and most importantly, stored enough food and vegetables for the whole family to eat for a few days.

The vegetables that are most eaten at this time are cabbage and radishes. They are grown in the vegetable gardens at home, and they can be dug out from the cellar and brought home.

Yao Jingping had nothing to be busy with. The house was originally rented, and there were no other belongings except the luggage of the two of them.

Looking up at the roof where she could see the gray sky, she couldn't help but feel worried secretly.

This old house has been in disrepair for a long time, and most of the yellow mud and wheat straw on the roof have fallen off. A heavy snowfall will definitely collapse it.

She reminded Zhou Zhiyuan yesterday, why hasn't he seen anyone today?

"Eat first, then we'll move over there after dinner."

Carrying a small bowl of cabbage and small tofu, Zhou Zhiyuan strode over from outside, put the small bowl on the table, quickly cut a few chili peppers, a few pickles, poured some soy sauce for seasoning and placed it in front of Yao Jingping.

I washed my hands and took out some pancakes, and poured two bowls of hot water into them. The bowl of hot water in front of Yao Jingping was filled with brown sugar. The brown sugar melted and there was a sweet smell in the air.

He put the small tofu on the pancake, rolled it up, and handed one to Yao Jingjing. He glanced at her as if he remembered something.

"I almost forgot, don't eat chili today."

He moved the chili pickles away from Yao Jingping.

The tip of his nose, ears, and cheeks were red from the cold, and a layer of snowflakes fell on his body.

"where have you been?"

She gently stirred the brown sugar water in the bowl with chopsticks and stared at him and asked.

"I'll go to Changsheng's place to help clean up. Changsheng's legs are inconvenient. My sister-in-law is still in confinement. It's going to snow heavily. I'll help buy the vegetables and food."

"The little tofu is made by the Changsheng family's aunt."

Zhou Zhiyuan rolled small tofu in pancakes, lowered his head and ate quickly.

"What did you say just now? Where did you say we were going to move? To Wang Guihua?"

Yao Jingping suspected that he had heard something wrong.

By that side, does he mean the five-room house newly built by Wang Guihua or something else?

"Um!"

He nodded, took the hot water and drank it in one gulp.

this……

Weren’t we separated? Why did we move back in again? With Wang Guihua's stinky virtues, how could she tolerate them? Wouldn't it be possible to fight and make noise again when we go back?

The snow is falling even harder outside, the wind is blowing the wheat straw on the roof, and yellow muddy wheat straw is falling from the roof.

Heavy snowflakes kept drifting into the house along the broken windows on the roof and the door that couldn't be closed at all.

Yao Jingping couldn't help but sneeze as a cold air hit him.

Looking up at her, Zhou Zhiyuan ate much faster.

"The house over there was built with my salary. When the family was separated, Zhou Yongfu clearly wrote in the paperwork that the two houses on the east side were given to me."

Zhou Yongfu had been the village party secretary in Zhoujiatuan for decades, and he knew Wang Guihua’s virtues very well.

Except for the second eldest brother Zhou Changcun, who is honest and capable, the third eldest brother Changsheng and the fourth eldest brother Chang'e have exactly the same temperament as Wang Guihua. They are lazy and greedy, and all their minds and strength are used for cheating, eating, and fighting with others. There was a quarrel.

With Wang Guihua's virtue, she can't even build a pigsty.

If the whole house was given to Zhou Zhiyuan, Wang Guihua would have to risk her life to make trouble. Even if Zhou Zhiyuan got the house, he would not be able to live a peaceful life for a day.

Give Zhou Zhiyuan the two houses on the east side, and then build a courtyard wall in the middle. It would be best for him to live his own life alone.

Of course, in addition to the sense of responsibility that his position as village party secretary gave him, he still had some selfish motives in doing this.

He had something to ask of him, and he planned to talk to Zhou Zhiyuan when the opportunity came.

Zhou Zhiyuan glanced at Yao Jingping, who was hunching his neck and rubbing his hands. He finished the pancakes in his hands in a few mouthfuls, got up and started packing his things.

Pots and pans, bedding, clothes and luggage for two people, as well as the flour, meat, snacks and cans that Yao Jingping bought from the county yesterday, everything that can be taken away is taken away.

Yao Jingping also hurriedly got up and started working.

"Put on your military coat, the wind is blowing."

He gave a simple instruction without raising his head.

Everything was placed in nylon bags, three large and small nylon bags were stuffed.

He got a cart from nowhere, tied the nylon bag to the cart, and threw the tattered tables, chairs and benches on top. He then locked the shabby house and pushed the cart out.

Yao Jingping was wearing his military coat and a red scarf around his head. He was holding a red envelope with clothes in his hand and followed closely behind him.

The military coat almost reached her ankles, and the fur collar was turned up, making it impossible for the cold wind to penetrate.

Very warm.

Facing the wind, she couldn't help but purse her lips and snicker. With her dress and posture, she looked like a young daughter-in-law going out with a man in this era.

Then I thought about it, wasn't it just following my man home?

The door was ajar, Yao Jingping quickly stepped forward and pushed it open, and Zhou Zhiyuan pushed the cart towards the east house.

"Brother, are you moving back here?"

A honest-looking young man in his twenties was piling firewood in the woodshed when he saw Zhou Zhiyuan and hurriedly came out to ask.

When he came out, he was carrying a machete in his hand.

Yao Jingping subconsciously took a step forward and stretched out his hands to block Zhou Zhiyuan.

The tragic experience in her previous life made her miserable, and she would not allow anyone to hurt him again.

It was obvious that she had misunderstood. Zhou Changcun, the second oldest brother, stepped forward and respectfully called her brother and sister-in-law in a low voice. He put down the machete in his hand and helped unload the things on the cart.

"The weather is bad, the house over there is really uninhabitable, and I still told him about it."

"Brother, sister-in-law, you have moved back. The two children came back from their grandma's house and jumped to find their uncle."

"Sister-in-law, when you got married, I went back to my parents' home to serve my father, who is seriously ill. I just came back today. I heard from Changcun that you are getting married. My parents are boring and won't talk or cause trouble. , when planning a happy event, we don’t even know how to give gifts to our eldest brother and sister-in-law... This is our fault..."

A woman with a patched red scarf on her head and two knotted knots tied around her neck hurriedly ran out of the house when she heard the noise.

He wiped the apron with his hands carelessly on his body twice, rubbed his hands that were red from the cold and spoke enthusiastically to Yao Jingping and Zhou Zhiyuan.