The sky was extremely overcast, and the surrounding area was gray. People in the village turned on dim electric lights one after another.
Yao Jingping has a habit of rolling up his sleeves and looking at his watch.
It's already past six o'clock in the evening.
Perhaps it was because it was going to snow. It got dark early and the snowflakes were already falling.
She pulled Zhou Zhi out.
"Quickly, help me collect the firewood, otherwise it will be buried in heavy snow overnight. Without firewood, we can't cook, and if we can't cook, we will go hungry!"
She was familiar with Zhou Zhi, and she was strong and capable, so she didn't hesitate to ask her to help with some work.
"Sister-in-law, I'm really hungry. What should I eat at night? I was in a hurry to go this way at noon, and my parents didn't even bother to eat...I used to scare the old sow with a stick, but I used all my strength. In fact, my legs are shaking with hunger..."
Zhou Zhi raised his hand to wipe the tears on his face and stared at Yao Jingping pitifully.
Yao Jingping chuckled and laughed. This snack guy is a very nervous person, and his temper comes and goes quickly. He will be driven by hunger and can't care about being sad for a moment.
"As the saying goes, dumplings are put on the bus and noodles are put on the back. Today is the first time you come to my house. How about we just eat noodles? Can we make hand-rolled noodles, make a meat dumpling, and stir-fry two vegetables?"
"Okay, okay, sister-in-law, you're great, but I'm really hungry. Can you find me something to fill my stomach first?"
Yao Jingping smiled and raised her hand to tap Zhou Zhi's little nose, pulled her back into the house, poured a ladle of water into the basin, and told her to wash her hands first, then found two packs of Qingshi Calcium Milk Biscuits and stirred them. Three bowls of malted milk were placed on the dining table.
These things were brought to the ward by Tian Xinping earlier, and they came in handy now.
"I'll go out to collect firewood first, and I'll come back later to cook. You guys can make do with it and eat some."
Yao Jingping apologized and smiled lightly at Zhou Guangyi and his wife.
She would never take the initiative to call her parents, and she would never change her words until Zhou Zhiyuan recognized her relatives.
She felt that Zhou Zhiyuan didn't have much affection for Zhou Guangyi and his wife, and he only took care of her and Zhou Zhi's relationship when he left them to eat.
Zhou Guangyi and Tian Xinping followed him out and squatted down to collect the firewood scattered in the yard with Yao Jingping. Zhou Zhi was snoring in the house, drinking malted milk and munching biscuits.
I picked up some firewood and put it in a basket and brought it to the house. I turned around and stacked the firewood neatly, covered it with a black plastic sheet, and then walked back with a net bag of wheat straw.
She couldn't help but murmur in her mind about Zhou's family staying overnight.
There are only two rooms here. The inner room has a bed and some bedding, but it is too old.
She and Zhou Zhiyuan slept on the kang outside. The quilt on the kang also had things left by the two of them after they had been busy last night, so it was not suitable for them to sleep on the kang.
But the three members of their family are sleeping in the inner room, and they are afraid that they will not be able to sleep...
"Tranquility, let me help you cook..."
While Yao Jingping was thinking wildly while making noodles and preparing to cook, Tian Xinping quietly stood beside her and spoke softly.
Yao Jingping politely said thank you.
"You can just sit down. The earthen stoves in the countryside are dirty and you are not used to them."
What he said was the truth, but it made Tian Xinping worry too much. She turned away and shed tears again.
The living conditions and living environment in rural areas are not even a little worse than those in Beijing.
In the morning, the women talked a lot, saying that when Yao Jingping was not married to Zhou Zhiyuan, Zhou Zhiyuan rarely even had a meal of white noodles, and starvation was a common thing. However, after the two got married, they separated from Wang Guihua, and their lives started to get better.
How did my poor son survive all these years alone?
The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became.
Yao Jingping kneaded the dough and set it aside to rest. He turned around and found a piece of meat, washed it, chopped it into meat dumplings, found two chives, washed them and cut them off, and stir-fried the dumplings in a small pot with quick hands and feet.
"Sister-in-law, I drank malted milk and ate a pack of biscuits. I feel strong now. I'm going to light the fire now!"
Zhou Zhi touched his mouth and asked for work. He cleaned the big pot and poured some cold water into it. He jumped to the stove and lit the wheat straw to start the fire.
"Yaya, you can actually light a fire..."
Looking at Zhou Zhi who was pulling the bellows and burning his head, Tian Xinping grinned and cried again.
When the child was with her in the past, she was not as skinny as a girl. She would run out with her companions every day and go crazy. She had never done any housework and could not hold a bottle of oil when it was poured. How come she has been in New Zealand for three years? , can she even use the rural earthen stove that she doesn’t know how to use so skillfully?
How much she suffered in Nova Scotia!
Of these three children, the eldest has been bullied by an evil woman for so many years, the second has not been heard from for three years while on a mission, and the only daughter has gone to New Province to suffer...
She felt the throbbing pain in her heart, and she was worried that Zhou Guangyi would be worried, and she was afraid of making the children worry too much, so she simply gritted her teeth and endured it.
She forced herself to look up.
I heard from Ma Daju that this house was built by Wang Guihua with Zhou Zhiyuan's salary. Before marrying Yao Jingping, Zhou Zhiyuan, who paid for the house, had never lived here for a day.
The house is not big, and the sorghum pole roof looks quite new. Because the house is small, it seems a little cramped when there are more people in the house.
The furniture in the room is not old. In this room, there is a dark red painted Eight Immortals table placed against the wall. Other than that, there is a small dining table and a few wooden benches.
The electric lamp hanging above the head, emitting dim light, is the only electrical appliance in the house.
Life was too poor, and her eldest son actually grew up in this environment...
At this time, Yao Jingping was bending over the dining table, holding a rolling pin in her hand and rolling out the dough skillfully. She was skilled and skillful. After a while, the dough turned into a thin piece of dough in her hands. With the kitchen knife clicking up and down, rows of noodles of even thickness appeared on the table.
I am very good at knife skills and very skilled in housework.
Tian Xinping couldn't help but secretly admire that her daughter-in-law was not only good-looking, but also very clever.
Zhiyuan was lucky enough to be able to marry such a good wife.
If Zhiyuan marries an ignorant, uneducated and clumsy village girl, what can she do?
Under the dim light, Yao Jingping looked even more handsome and beautiful, looking particularly good-looking.
Tian Xinping's mood finally improved...
Until Yao Jingping cut the noodles and the water in the big pot boiled, Zhou Zhiyuan hadn't come back yet.
Yao Jingping thought secretly in his heart.
Is the old man really unwilling to associate with the Zhou family, so he just stayed with his second uncle?
On the pretext of sending some dry noodles to my second uncle, I dug out a bowl of meat dumplings, grabbed a flashlight and walked out.
"Sister-in-law, I'll go with you..."
Zhou Zhi took the flashlight and followed her outside.
Black Wolf Pidianpidian followed Yao Jingping, as if he knew there was a happy event at home, his tail kept wagging.
"Sister-in-law, I have to go over and apologize to my second uncle. In fact, I am not blaming my second uncle, I just feel sorry for my elder brother... Sister-in-law, I didn't control my emotions this afternoon. I'm really sorry..."
Zhou Zhi looked downcast and a little depressed.
"When my eldest brother just went out, he gave me a very hard look. His eyes were like those of a wolf..."
Yao Jingping chuckled.
Zhou Zhi is too worried. In her impression, it seems that Old Fossil treats everyone except her and Wang Shoulong like this...
A black shadow flashed past on the road, and the black wolf suddenly pricked up its ears and rushed out like flying.
