Chapter 975: She can cut her hair

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Even inside the bucket, the water was picked. These were originally the life of her and longevity. As a result, they were all done by Yan Huan alone. Even the man who carried the water did what she could do, or she was done.
"Sister-in-law, I've burnt the water. What are you going to eat? I'll make it for you," Yan Huan turned around, short hair, ruined face, and the whole body was too thin to pick two or two meats. But it didn't make people feel scared. Instead, it was very clean because of her extremely bright eyes.
This is a clean child, not a speculative child who was raised by his parents.
The Changsheng mother suddenly felt that her eyes were a little hot. She could see that Yan Huan was actually cautious. She might be afraid of being driven out by their family.
"Alas..." Changsheng's mother sighed, and then touched Yanhuan's short hair, which was all in the way, a girl's family, how to make herself like this.
"Small words, you can rest assured that the auntie's family, you live, the auntie has no daughter, only longevity, and then you will be the daughter of the auntie, we have a bite to eat, and you have a bite ."
Yan Huan cracked his mouth and smiled, but the tears gathered at his eyes were forced back again.
She turned around and was cooking with Changsheng Ma. She would cook, but she wouldn’t cook at the farmhouse. She would use electrical appliances, but she wouldn’t use the earthen stove here. It’s hard to stop her. It’s like she’s giving birth to the stove, as long as it will be on, so she just boiled the water, but she doesn’t know how long it takes to eat and how much to make every time. Is enough.
Changsheng Ma rolled up her sleeves, scooped half a gourd scoop from the rice jar, washed it with water and started to cook it. The morning meal was very simple, that is, the steamed steamed buns with pickles There is also corn porridge. The long-lived mother had to cook an egg for Yan Huan. Yan Huan didn’t let her. She didn’t eat eggs.
Longevity mother likes to talk to this child more, smart, sensible, and not greedy. Of course, she is also diligent. She is rushing to do things in and out of the house. When she let her down this day, she put her hands It’s empty, but I don’t know what to do.
Yan Huan changed into her old clothes again. The cotton coats were exposed. As soon as they were put on, the whole person seemed to be lying on the ice. The coldness made her fight the cold war.
She still had to pick up the firewood, and she had to move her own firewood in that house to the long-lived mother. All she could do was, otherwise, she could only eat rice, but She didn't work, she couldn't say that she was under the fence, but when others were kind to her, it was the kindness of others, not just what she should.
She remembered the same thing in her heart.
Longevity mother said she could not move her, so she could only let her go. In fact, longevity mother knew that Yanhuan was a child with a bone, even if they wanted her to eat and drink here, don’t mind her eating it. To eat in vain, just to have one more mouth, no matter how, it is impossible for them to be poor, but she is not the same, she is doing what she can do, so that she will not avoid eating in vain. Drinking these months, you may have to trouble others more in the future.
She moved all the things in her house, but in fact there was nothing, that is, firewood, the most firewood.
The people in the village are all pointing at her back, but what about that, she is ugly, she is lame, but she will not eat others and drink others.
All the housework of the Changsheng family was done by Yan Huan. She was the first to get up in the Changsheng family, but there was also the first in the whole village. She got up the first time the chicken croaked every morning. Clean everything inside and out of the house, and then go to the upper reaches of the river to fill up the water in the water tank. She can pick up two buckets of water with a pole, but it is only five or six times. It’s full, and then I’ll cook for Changsheng Ma and Changsheng. Every time Changsheng wants to pick up water, the water in the water tank is always full, and he is very helpless. It was early, but Yan Huan was earlier than he had done. She and a woman all finished the work of the family, so what else did he have to do.
Therefore, he has been busy in the field for a while, and he has produced a lot of grains to serve the crops of a few acres. After giving them more grains in the future, he can earn more and live longer. It was also full of enthusiasm, and even several acres of wasteland were opened. After the spring, the land was thawed, and he planted these wasteland.
Yan Huan didn't stay longer at Changsheng's home. No matter it was windy or rainy, he would go out to pick up firewood. Therefore, Changsheng's home did not use a little coal. It’s all burnt wood. Invisible, it also saves a lot. Others also said that Changsheng Ma picked up a person to go back, eat at home, drink at home, live at home. I don’t know how much food to eat. With.
But the long-lived mother didn’t think so, and obviously, she picked up a treasure, and the child was finished inside and out of the house, and every day he could pick up a lot of firewood, saving coal, that is, Saved money, so to speak, in fact, she still made a profit.
"Sister-in-law, do you want to cut your hair?" Yan Huan has been trying to say for many days. The hair of Changsheng Ma's hair is already very long, but because of his age, he always loses hair and combs it again. It is not easy to comb, it is better to cut it short, convenient and clean.
"Yeah, I'm thinking about it too," the long-lived mother touched her hair. "Waiting for the third aunt of Gebi's home, she has good craftsmanship, and it's this winter. Aunt San is sick. , It hasn't been very good, I just want to cut it with my own scissors."
"Huh?" The Changsheng mother suddenly remembered something, and patted her thigh. "Look, how can I forget you, cut it for your aunt, just cut it like you."
"Okay," Yan Huan agreed with a smile, removing the half of the ruined face, and a pair of eyes with a clear smile, like the new tender green grass that grew out in early spring, very clean and comfortable.
"Alas, it's a pity..." The long-lived mother shook her head.
Yan Huan knows what it is a pity for Changsheng Ma? Is she half face? Maybe, she didn’t have to die because of her face was ruined and her legs were lame. She finally saved her life. No one knew how hard she lived and wanted to live, so no matter what she did It doesn't matter what it becomes, she still says that she wants to live.