New Year’s Eve III

The temperature tonight is not as cold as before, and Song Huan can feel the difference after taking a shower.

Song Huan sat on the stool opposite the stove, wiping her hair and warming herself over the fire, which contained charcoal fire.

The kitchen area is small, and a charcoal fire would be warmer. Today, everyone had to stay up late, so they went directly to the kitchen.

The fire in the middle of the brazier was not turned off. There was a wire mesh above it. A pot of tea was roasting on the wire mesh. There were red dates, sweet potatoes, peanuts and glutinous rice cakes surrounding the teapot.

Song Huan chopped the glutinous rice cakes into thumb-sized cubes, which can be eaten one by one when they are cooked.

Adi, who had been clamoring to stay with me during the day, was already squinting his eyes and moving his head down little by little.

Song Huan was too lazy to wake him up. He would have to come out again when he was put back into bed, so she might as well let him fall asleep.

Song Huan directly leaned his brother's head on his lap and waited for him to fall asleep.

Speaking of which, she discovered a problem.

The Tearful Boy and Liang Dayong's family were slightly better off. With the charcoal provided by Song Huan, they could save some firewood. Although it was not much, it was enough for them to survive the long night.

Some husbands are sensible and will give a few words of advice.

"She still doesn't accept the money. I heard from the child that she charges that. What's it called? Oh, yes, the deposit. As long as everyone doesn't use the fishing nets and takes it back and returns it to her, she will still give the money back."

Fu Yuanzhi frowned slightly as he looked at Song Huan who was in a hurry.

Let’s not talk about the past, let’s just say that now the children in the two villages take turns using the fishing nets, and each person can get about ten cents every month. Although it is not much, the family is happier because their children can make money.

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For a period of time, people in the village talked and talked, but in the end it had no impact on the person involved, and the people who benefited also benefited.

On the contrary, when jealous people say something they are not, there will be one or two people who will help and say good things.

"Isn't that right? The fish in that river are not private property. It has always been whoever can catch them."

"Moreover, this child is so generous, and it is also for the children in the village."

Now use a cloth to absorb the water from your hair. Your hair will not only be smooth and soft, but also as elegant as the wind.

He looked down at himself, and his face turned red when he realized something was wrong.

"Yes, I remember that when I took care of my elder husband, I was in a hurry. My old man earned all the money in the family. It is not easy for Song Yatou to be able to support the family."

Some crafts and knowledge passed down by the older generation will be lost in the long river of time if the younger generation cannot endure "lonely" learning and has no inheritors.

Therefore, in Darongshu Village, apart from anything else, those families who followed Liang Dayong and the tearful boy to go fishing, and indirectly benefited, would not criticize the Song Huan siblings.

This is not to say that Xinxin technology is not good. Xinxin technology is very good and makes life convenient. If you want to learn knowledge by yourself, you can find everything you need on the Internet. I just hope that the two can go hand in hand.

"It's not easy for this child, and he has to support his younger brother."

Let others know that you are blaming others because you don't get a share of the pie, and the other person is still a child under fourteen.

That's all.

It is sometimes sad when the people, knowledge, and craftsmanship that once existed become just literal words.

Even people who are stingy on weekdays have to endure heartache from New Year's Eve to the 15th day of the first lunar month, eat delicious food, and use things that they are reluctant to use on weekdays.

Every household has a weak light, and Song Huan guessed that most of them were burned with firewood.

Throughout the ages and in the future, it has only been for that one bite of food, clothing, and shelter.

Originally, the two families were reluctant to use this precious thing, but they were persuaded by the two children. Finally, thinking about it, it was the same reason. If they didn't do anything by then, it would be difficult for the siblings on the mountain.

Even if you are not willing to do so, you can only think about it in your mind and talk to your husband.

It can not only keep warm in the cold night, but also make it easier to stay up late.

Any thoughts that did not belong to this moment were thrown away.

In the past, I used a hair dryer to dry my hair. My hair dried quickly, but it wasn't as silky and smooth.

At the same time, I hate Song Huan. Didn’t I see that there are still many children in the village who have not been able to join? What’s the point of giving Dongxi Village to others?

Turn your elbows out!

The water droplets flowing down his cheeks slowly slid into his slightly loosened collar, coupled with his deep eyes.

"Things belong to others, and they can be given to whomever they like. Who gives you the face to worry about a child's things?"

Sure enough, if you are not a pure Darongshu Villager, you will not have your own village in your heart!

No matter how much my heart is churning, others have already said this, so why should I speak out what is in my heart?

Wouldn’t this give others more reason to gossip about themselves?

For such a prudent person, of course he is afraid of losing face.

Song Huan sighed, even if she was not reborn, in that era, young people's own life was a problem. How could they have such dedication, resist the "temptation and loneliness", and settle down to study?

As soon as these words were spoken, those women could only feel sorry in their hearts, but they stopped gossiping.

Rice water is not much worse than shampoo.

Song Huan swallowed and quickly realized something was wrong. He lowered his eyes and immediately picked up his brother by his legs, saying, "I'll send him to bed first."

While Song Huan was lost in thought, Fu Yuanzhi also came in with his hair disheveled.

To be honest, no one else would be so generous about this matter and give up these benefits.

A head of wet black hair.

Song Huan put down her brother and did not rush into the kitchen. Instead, she walked to the courtyard and looked at the foot of the mountain.

Although the ancients lacked high-tech, they did not lack good substitutes.

While contributing to the future of science and technology, it can also preserve traditional craftsmanship and various knowledge belonging to Chinese culture, instead of going to museums to visit everything.

"Two Li Zheng are also full of praise for Song Yatou. Do you want people to know that you are dissatisfied with Li Zheng?!"

Those jealous people listened to these words, their teeth itched with hatred, and they regretted that their children did not hang out with Liang Dayong and the others on weekdays, and could not even have a meal.

On weekdays, these family members help Song Huan cover up, so Song Huan has not attracted attention in the village for so long because of his "capability". On the contrary, it is because of the fishing net incident that Song Huan gained a good reputation.

So whether it is now or in the past.

"Yes, it is said that the old Song family can teach children. Although her mother died young, Girl Song has been taught for seven years. This child really follows her parents, is kind-hearted, and is a good person!"

Some selfish husbands will secretly hate themselves for a while if their mother-in-law says this.

But for just that moment, there were so many things to do every day, so where could I put so much energy into complaining about a teenage child?

These gossips slowly dissipated over time, and they were only mentioned occasionally.

In the end, they will be crushed underground by the oncoming farm work and never see the light of day.

After all, what belongs to others belongs to others. Only if you clear up your own one-third of an acre, will it belong to you.
Chapter completed!