"Brother Yi, if you don't even know the children in your village, will I know them?"
Song Xi raised his eyebrows in confusion, glanced outside in confusion, and then shouted, "Kids, dinner is ready. Wash your hands and come over to eat. We can handle the rest of the night by ourselves."
The little boy heard Song Xi's words, scooped up water and washed his hands, then came to the kitchen with a red face and said, "Sister, thank you."
"You have a sweet mouth, and you know how to say nice things to make people happy."
Song Xi reached out and rubbed his hair, then went to serve him a bowl of sweet potato porridge and handed him the chopsticks, "You can eat whatever you want, you're welcome."
The little boy's wrists were as thin as bamboo poles. He held the sweet potato porridge that Song Xi handed him in both hands, and it felt heavy.
It felt like there was something stuck in my throat.
He didn't know how long it had been since he smelled the aroma of food.
The little boy swallowed and quickly scooped the porridge into his mouth with chopsticks.
Sweet potato porridge is fragrant, sweet, and extremely delicious. It is simply a delicacy in the world.
"Eat slowly and don't choke yourself. Sometimes you can easily choke to death if you eat too fast."
Song Xi put a bowl of rattan vegetable and egg soup next to the little boy. It contained more vegetables and less soup.
Seeing the little boy wolfing down the food, Song Xi felt a little sorry. She should have given the little boy something to eat first.
But the little boy hid it very well, and she didn't realize that the little boy had been hungry for a long time.
After listening to Song Xi's words, the little boy's eating movements became much slower.
Seeing that the little boy didn't eat vegetables, Zhou Yi gave him some chopsticks of winter vegetables and red amaranth.
The little boy ate two bowls of sweet potato porridge, two bowls of soup, and a lot of vegetables before he put down his bowls and chopsticks.
But as soon as I put down my bowl and chopsticks, I went to the well and continued to collect the small fish.
At a young age, I was a person who started and finished things.
After the meal, Zhou Yi put away the dishes and chopsticks, and Song Xi came to the little boy, "Kid, it's getting dark, you should go home quickly! Don't let your family worry about you, we can just take care of the remaining fish.
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When the little boy heard Song Xi's words, the movements of his hands only paused, but did not stop.
He said carefully while handling it, "Sister, if you like to eat these things, I will help you catch them in the future. As long as you...as long as..."
What follows is a bit hard to explain.
Because these things are not valuable, and what he needs are valuable things.
"Okay, how about we start the day after tomorrow? Because I have to go to the commune tomorrow and won't be at home. I won't come back until the morning after tomorrow."
Even though the little boy hadn't finished speaking, Song Xi already understood his intention.
He probably wanted to exchange for food. For such a young boy, he probably didn't have much idea about money.
The little boy opened his eyes wide in shock and looked at Song Xi in disbelief.
His sister agreed before he even stated his conditions?
"If you are willing to help me with my work, kid, how about I give you twenty kilograms of whole grains, sweet potatoes and corn every month for you to choose?"
A month's supply of coarse grains for adults in the city is only forty kilograms.
So she gave the child twenty kilograms of whole grains. This treatment was already very good, and there was no deduction.
The little boy hesitated for a moment and finally said, "Can I come to my sister's place for dinner tonight?"
Song Xi instantly understood that if he brought the food back, he would probably be making wedding clothes for others and would not be able to eat a bite of it himself.
Song Xi nodded and said, "As you can see, our food is just like this and not good. As long as you don't dislike our simple food, you can come, but it will start from the night after tomorrow."
Song Xi got the Lingquan, which was a huge advantage.
She is naturally willing to help some people in need.
But I don’t know much about this little boy yet.
So I can't be too nice to this little boy.
In case the little boy went out and said the wrong thing, some caring people would hear it.
What should I do if I think she is taken advantage of?
The little boy packed up all the small fish before leaving here.
When he left, Song Xi stuffed him with two large sweet potatoes, weighing almost four or five kilograms.
Because she won't be home until tomorrow, she is afraid that the little boy will be hungry for such a long time.
This little boy knows how to make a deal with her, and he must be able to protect these two sweet potatoes.
Every household has its own plot of land, and many people grow coarse grains in their yards.
If the little boy can let others snatch the sweet potatoes during this harvest time, it means that she has made a mistake.
In fact, this little boy is not that smart, so you should not get too close to this little boy, lest he let the news slip one day.
Zhou Yi came over and cleaned all the small fish and put them on the dustpan.
When the moisture is almost controlled, place it in the bamboo drying basket.
Put the hot plant ashes and burned wood taken out from the bottom of the pot on the bottom, and bake slowly over low heat, don't worry about it.
It's not too late to get up the next morning and put it away.
While Zhou Yi was busy in the yard, Song Xi had already taken a shower and returned to the room.
After Zhou Yi took a shower and returned to the room, he saw Song Xi sitting on the edge of the bed, sewing something in her hand.
The lighting in the room has evolved from candles to flashlights, and now to battery-powered table lamps.
On the surface, this desk lamp was brought back by Song Xi from the commune, but in fact it was an ordinary desk lamp specially designed for students that Song Xi bought from the supermarket.
Because Song Xi occasionally has to sew something.
Such as underwear, sheets, quilt covers, etc.
There were only so many things in the supermarket, and she was afraid that they would all be sold out one day.
So I make some by myself, and when I sell things, I also mix in a few of my own handmade items.
The quality of her handmade products is better, after all, the quality of things in this era is quite good.
"Daughter-in-law, what are you doing?" Zhou Yi came to Song Xi's side and rested his chin on Song Xi's shoulder.
Greedily enjoying the faint fragrance of her body, the fragrance of her body smells very good.
He couldn't tell what it was. It was a bit like grass and trees, but also a bit like the fragrance of flowers.
Song Xi's heart couldn't help but tremble when she was hit on by Zhou Yi like this.
Then the body temperature rose a little and my throat became a little dry.
She picked up the clothes placed next to the pillow with some embarrassment and handed them to Zhou Yi, "Brother Yi, I made this for you. Go and try it."
Zhou Yi reached out to take it, opened it with both hands, and it turned out to be a pair of boxer briefs.
Then a bright smile appeared on his face, and he leaned over and kissed Song Xi on the cheek, "I like it very much, wife, thank you."
"Go and try quickly and see if it works."
Song Xi pushed the dog skin plaster away from her.
What's the use of clinging to her?
In the end, it was not himself who suffered.
Seeing Zhou Yi changing clothes in front of her, Song Xi blushed and turned around.
Although they often go to hot springs together, she still feels embarrassed.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Yi, a native, would be more open-minded than she, a time traveler.