Chapter 118: Xia Ruyu returns home

One lovesickness, two sorrows. Gu Changsheng also suffered from insomnia tonight.
There were two charcoal basins in his room, and the finest silver charcoal made the room warm. Gu Changsheng stood under the window and looked out the window.
The fine snow flies, and the long night is long. He wants to go to Yangliu Village again.
I heard that she moved to a new house, bought new furniture and new quilts, and the accommodation conditions have been greatly improved. At this time, is she still holding the enamel hand stove to keep warm?
A faint sadness surged in Gu Changsheng's eyes.
After a long time, he opened the drawer, took out the small notebook and the carbon pen, and recorded seriously: 6. Help you win the lawsuit. 7. A sack of silver charcoal.

The next day, Xia Qianqian made an exception and only woke up when she slept. Qin had already cooked the porridge, and when she saw her coming out, he quickly filled a bowl: "Qianqian, have porridge."
"Mother, why don't you ask me to get up and make breakfast?" Xia Qianqian took the hot porridge and drank slowly.
The Qin family smiled lovingly: "You were tired when you moved yesterday. The room here is spacious and well lit, so I can see it."
Xia Qianqian looked around and found that Jiang's house was east-west, and the morning sun filled the room, bright. Xia Yu squatted on the ground and wrote with his fingers dipped in water, muttering words in his mouth. She could read all the words she taught him last night.
"Yu'er is great! I remember everything." Xia Qianqian boasted.
Xia Yu raised her head shyly: "Sister, do you still teach me how to read today?"
"Teach." Xia Qianqian said. The new kiln has not been built yet, and there is nothing to do. Today, she will teach Xia Yu how to read.
Xia Yu is studious, smart, and has a particularly strong memory. As long as Xia Qianqian taught it once, he could basically remember it. How can such talents be buried in Poshan Village? After the New Year, I sent Xia Yu to study in town!
I don't know how long it took, and firecrackers suddenly sounded outside the door. Then came the sound of horse-drawn carriage reel and noise. The quiet mountain village suddenly became lively.
Xia Qianqian asked Qin curiously: "Mother, is anyone having a wedding today?"
"I haven't heard." Qin opened the door and went out to look.
Xia Yu's face changed slightly, and she whispered: "I guess it's my aunt who is back."
"Aunt?" Xia Qianqian recalled, "Xia Ruyu?"
Qin turned around and scolded, "Qianqian, you can't call your aunt by her name, it's disrespectful."
Xia Qianqian stuck out her tongue mischievously. Xia Ruyu has three sons and one daughter. Xia Ruyu is the youngest. She married in the county and heard that her life is going well. However, because of the long distance, she never went home for a few years.
"Eldest sister, if you see your aunt, don't argue with her, let her in everything." Xia Yu whispered.
Xia Qianqian didn't take Xia Ruyu to heart. When Xia Yu said, he became interested: "Yu'er, is Auntie a tigress?"
"Uh..." Xia Yu's words were poor, and he didn't know how to answer.
Xia Qianqian knew from his reaction, Xia Ruyu must be the true biography of Grandma Xia, the female dominates!
"Let's go, let's go and see." Xia Qianqian threw the writing stick and ran out, Xia Yu couldn't hold it even if she wanted to.
The golden sun reflected the snow light, a little dazzling. An old carriage is dangling past Xia Qianqian's house.
Although the carriage is old, it is wider and more refined than Lao Xia's. There is a red lantern on each corner of the carriage. The roof of the car is covered with red embroidered brocade, which looks dull because it is old. But this decoration is definitely the first one in Yangliu Village!
"What a beautiful carriage." Xia Yunyun exclaimed in a low voice.
The carriage stopped, and the people in the carriage opened the curtains and looked out...