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Chapter 29 How Cold Was That?

Chapter 29 How cold is it?

Author: fortune meow

Chapter 29 How cold is it?

The whole family in the yard fell into silence. Except for the crackling sound of burning wood, there was no other movement.

The children who were originally playing and chasing each other also felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere. They stopped one after another and looked at the adults eagerly.

"Dad, what should we do?"

Qi Ercai broke the silence and asked his father.

Following his words, everyone else also looked at the old man.

Qi Zheng held the cigarette pole and didn't know whether to take a few puffs or bang it before putting it away.

After a long time, Qi Zheng waved to Qi Manman: "Man Bao'er, come to grandpa."

Qi Manman glanced in the direction of the firewood shed, then jumped up on his short legs and ran towards Qi Zheng without looking back.

Yimeng was afraid that the child would fall if the light was not good at night, so she followed him all the way.

Qi Manman threw himself directly into Qi Zheng's arms, raised his head, and looked at Qi Zheng with his big watery eyes, as if he would cry at any time.

Just such a small expression made Qi Zheng make a decision in an instant: "Take all the Chai with you!"

"Grandpa is so kind! Man Baoer likes grandpa!"

Qi Manman instantly turned into a smile.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and we were all a little stunned.

Just... decided like this?

Although their family owns five wooden carts, they have a large family and a lot of things, and they are reluctant to throw away any of them.

So five wooden carts may not be enough.

Now that we have to load so much dry firewood, we have to set aside at least one wooden cart specifically to load firewood.

Isn't this... too childish?

Qi Dafu scratched his head and said, "Dad, we can still pick up firewood on the road, how about..."

"I say pretend, just pretend. If you don't want to, just don't move!"

Qi Zheng glared.

On weekdays, it was the Qi Cheng family who stared, got angry, and cursed. Although Qi Zheng was the head of the family, he rarely issued orders with such an attitude.

Qi Dafu was shocked in an instant.

Qi Ercai on the side was busy trying to smooth things over: "Dad, it's not like my eldest brother said he won't install it at all. How about we wait until we have installed everything and then go back and install firewood in the remaining space. How about as much as we can install?"

"

This suggestion made everyone else nod in agreement.

Why can't you just bring some other things at home just to make some firewood?

Qi Zheng actually started to regret it after he said that he had pretended to be everything.

But he couldn't bear to see his precious granddaughter's tearful eyes, so he didn't change his tune.

The second child's words actually gave him a step up and made him less embarrassed.

"Ahem!"

Qi Zheng cleared his throat and said, "Go to bed early! Get up early tomorrow to load the car."

After saying that, Qi Zheng hugged Qi Manman and walked to his room.

Yi Meng was a little anxious: "Dad, Man Bao'er..."

"Man Bao'er will sleep with me and your mother today. Okay, turn off the fire and go back to the house!"

Qi Zheng left without looking back.

Qi Manman lay on his grandfather's shoulder and looked at his mother. After thinking about it, he grinned, showing his millet teeth, and even waved his fleshy little paws: "Mom, I will sleep with my grandparents today!"

Okay, this little girl has become a rebel. She doesn't even want to sleep with her mother.

Yimeng didn't know whether to laugh or be angry for a moment.

But her father-in-law has already spoken. As a daughter-in-law, she can't go to her parents-in-law's house to snatch the child just to watch her daughter sleep!

Everyone also knew that the matter of firewood was just what Qi Ercai said. In addition, they had been busy for a long day and had to travel tomorrow. Everyone lost the interest to chat, turned off the fire and went away.

go.

Qi's yard became quiet.

In the house of Qi Zheng and Qi Cheng.

Mrs. Qi Cheng washed Qi Manman's face and feet, and then let the little guy lie down on the kang by himself.

Qi Zheng dried his feet and waited for his old wife to finish washing them before going out with the foot washing water.

The old couple has been like this all their lives, and it was like this when they were young.

Qi Cheng brought water in. After washing, Qi Zheng took it out and poured it out.

Even if the old couple has children and grandchildren, it is still like this and there is no need for children to take care of them.

It is precisely because of their words and deeds that the sons in the family did the same after marrying their wives.

No one thinks there is anything wrong with men pouring water to wash their feet.

When Qi Zheng came back, Qi Manman was sitting on the quilt watching grandma pack things.

It looked like he was a little sleepy, his big eyes were obviously lack of energy.

Qi Zheng was afraid that he would not be able to ask anything when the child fell asleep, so he hurriedly got on the kang, called the little girl to him, and asked softly: "Man Bao'er, tell me grandpa, why do you have to pretend?"

Those firewood?"

Qi Manman tilted his head and thought for a while, then yawned a little, and then said in a sweet voice: "It will be cold, very cold, and it will be cold all of a sudden."

"Do you know when it will get cold?"

Qi Zheng asked again.

Qi Manman's eyes were getting harder and harder to open, but he still tried hard to answer: "It gets cold after it rains. Grandpa, but, when it gets cold, many people just lie on the ground and fall asleep, screaming.

, I can’t wake you up even if I scream.”

After saying that, the little guy tilted his body and fell directly on the kang.

Qi Zheng was about to speak again when he saw the little guy snoring softly.

Although Mrs. Qi Cheng was packing her things, she was also listening to what the grandfather and grandson were saying.

Seeing that her precious granddaughter was asleep, she quickly put down the things in her hands, carefully laid the little girl down, covered her with a quilt, and then looked at Qi Zheng with a sad face: "Old man, they say that every autumn rain and every cold,

Do you think it could be frost after the autumn rain?"

"It can't just be frost."

Qi Zheng couldn't help but pick up the cigarette pole and was about to light it, but Qi Cheng slapped it away: "Smoke, smoke, smoke! I don't see Man Bao'er still there?"

Throughout his life, Qi Zheng has been accustomed to just talking to each other when he wants to think about something. He was like this when he had a son at home, and he didn't change it when he had a grandson.

But now when he heard what his old wife said, he immediately put the cigarette pole aside, and then sighed: "Think about what frost is like. No matter how cold it is, it can't be so cold that people lie on the ground and scream.

Not awake."

After a pause, Qi Zheng glanced at Qi Manman with a complicated expression, and then said in a lower voice: "I guess Man Baoer couldn't wake him up even if he screamed, so someone must have been frozen to death."

"What? Then, how cold is it?"

Mrs. Qi Cheng couldn't control herself and almost screamed.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and only said "what" before lowering her voice.

Qi Zheng sighed: "I don't know exactly how cold it is. But since Man Bao'er said so, I guess it's almost the same. Old lady, I think our journey this time will not be easy!"

As he said that, Qi Zheng leaned against the wall, looking at the roof with his eyes blankly, a feeling of sadness permeating his whole body.
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