Chapter 962: Blue and White

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She is now counting time, days, months, and after this winter, she can go home, so no matter how hard it is, how cold, or how sad it is, she always insists.
She put some firewood on the stove, then opened the door and went out. When she came back, she held a bundle of firewood in her arms and walked shallowly and shallowly. When she was on, her body was light. She turned back and blinked her eyes. Snow fell on her eyelashes, and they melted into water droplets, and then wet her long eyelashes.
Thank you, she has gathered her long eyelashes. Now she can face the people in the village calmly. When she saw her face for the first time, she was afraid to see people for several days. After all, she has been beautiful since her last life. Her mother gave her a very good life, from small to large. The most she heard was beautiful, delicate, and national fragrance. But suddenly, she found that she had always cited The proud face was gone, and she was taken a hit, falling apart, but in just a few days, she had figured it out.
Now she is living such a day, rather than having a beautiful face, she would rather live with such an ugly face.
I will hold it for you. The man who speaks is very thin and has a black and red face. In fact, it was the man who picked her up from the water and her life-saving benefactor.
He is called Changsheng. He was born in this village. He grew up in wood. After the other young people in the village went out to work, only he stayed here, planted a few acres of his family, and brought his own mother. After living, there are only two people in his family, he and the long-lived mother. If he is gone, what should he do with his mother who has been widowed all his life?
However, Changsheng has a lot of strength, and he is also a good hand for farming. He is diligent and skillful, but the village must have limited resources, and relying on those acres of land, he can grow enough food all year round. The food is not bad, let alone saving money. In the village, people outside are not willing to marry in. Those who marry in can’t go out anymore, so there are many old men like Changsheng in the village, but, Up to now, he has never married a wife. The entire village, the oldest bachelor is more than 40 years old, even the first sow in the village is rare, not to mention a person, a living woman.
Longevity put all the firewood in this broken room. This was the place where the people in the village used to live. Since the family moved, the house was empty and there was nothing valuable in it. But it can still live, and it can shelter from the wind and rain.
Thank you, Yan Huan once again said thank you, she held the firewood inside, the frostbite in her hand was especially obvious, every finger was swollen like a radish, but she did not care at all.
It’s okay, Changsheng touched his head, maybe it’s embarrassing. After all, there are very few young girls in the village, and most of them are also very visionary. They also like to work outside to see some big cities. People who go out will not come back again, even if they come back, they will take away the people in the family, saying that if it is not good outside, it will be much better than their poor mountain ditch, even The farts of those in the city are fragrant.
By the way, look at him and forget all the business, he took a small bag from his body.
"Small words, this is for you, let's get together first, and wait until Kaichun, it will be fine."
Yan Huan took the bag, a small cloth bag, and did not know what was in it. She opened it and froze for a moment. That was nothing else. It was a small bag of rice. It was planted by the mountain people themselves. Yes, I came out of this, and this bag, no more and no less, is about ten pounds, and the ten pounds of rice, plus the rest of her, will be enough to support her throughout the winter.
Only, she clutched the rice bag in her hand.
"Eternal life, what about your home?"
"My home..." Changsheng smiled, "You don't know about the situation of my home, just because my mother and I have enough food in the house, no matter how, it is stronger than yours. You are the first rice. It doesn’t matter if you eat, get cold, or freeze, but people can’t be hungry."
"Thank you," Yan Huan held the rice bag in his arms, and the temperature of the rice bag could be felt on his fingers. It seemed to bring longevity, but also seemed to bring hope.
Yes, it doesn't matter if it's cold or frozen. It can be tolerated, but it's hungry. What should I do?
She remembered the love of longevity, and when she came home later, she would definitely repay them, ten times, wrong, thousand times, ten thousand times.
Changsheng looked at the window for a long time, and then thoughtfully left, Yan Huan carefully poured the rice in the rice bag into the jar, and then hid it, although the folk customs in the mountain were simple, but she was I can’t afford to gamble. This is her only food. No matter how much, she can’t have it. If you go outside, no matter how, she can make money even if she picks up the tatters, even if she wants to eat. She can call home, and with money, she can go home.
After eating, she came out again, and wanted to pick up more firewood and put it, the more she put it, the better. It was better to block the window so that she would not get cold at night.
But she didn't know that at this moment, not far away, a sneaky man was staring at her, and she didn't know what light was shining in those cloudy eyes?
Yan Huan carried the firewood back well, and she felt that she really became blue and white. A little girl coming out of a ditch didn’t know if she was going home. Was it like a blue and white flower? This kind of drama, and she understands that reality is reality, stories are stories, and movies are movies. That is not reality or life. Life is full of various uncertainties and accidents. There may be surprises, but what is inside the surprises, and only knows when you encounter them.
Blue and white is blue and white, and Yan Huan is just Yan Huan.
Her life, I have to say, this life is really hard, maybe it can really be said that the 28-year-old year was a life pass. In the previous life, she did not live to 28 years old. In this life, she lived 28 years old.
And she still wants to continue to live, always, always, continue to live.
She picked up enough firewood, and the sky was a little dark at this time, and she didn't even feel how cold it was. It might also be because she took a long time to adapt to the weather at this time, so it was not as cold as it was at first. , It's so cold.