Cold comes and summer goes, spring goes and autumn comes. The seasons are constantly changing with the wind, south wind, gold wind and north wind. The old pagoda tree in front of the door bloomed and fell, and the elm tree had already saved them three seasons. In a blink of an eye, even the youngest, Chen Yao, was four years old. Li Changqing and his wife are still struggling hard for the survival and food and clothing of the whole family. Like all families, they also have occasional quarrels or frustrations. After all, the hard life not only wears people's hearts, but also wears people's temperament.
On a bitterly cold winter night, there are always people running on the road of life. Li Changqing stuffed the corn leaves on the car under Yang Yi's body again and again, giving Yang Yi all the corn leaves he used to sit on. It's cold, and the iron donkey cart is even cooler. Although the cotton coat is used to keep out the cold, after a long time of doing it, the cold wind is pouring into the clothes along with the cotton coat. Not only is it cold, but even the waist hurts.
"Don't give it all to me, you should also sit down, or you will catch a cold." Yang Yi put her hands to her ears while persuading her husband. There is only one dirty army green cotton hat in the house, which is now on Li Changqing's head, because the wind will directly hit him more fiercely and violently because he is driving in front. Yang Yi was wearing a green scarf, which was a gift that Li Changqing bought for herself when she got married. It has been nearly ten years, because she lived a frugal life, so it has been used in good condition, and there is almost no damage. However, no matter how warm the human feelings are, they can't resist the biting and howling north wind. They ruthlessly bring the cold to every corner of the world and pour it into their clothes.
"I'm fine. My elders are very powerful, so I'm not afraid." Under Li Changqing's efforts to refuse, Yang Yi finally accepted her husband's kindness. At this moment, a warm current really flowed through her heart. Although Yang Yi didn't think it was love in the bottom of her heart, they had been married for more than ten years, and they had four children. There was no such thing as love, and they had already turned their lives into family relationships. However, even if she didn't admit it, what Li Changqing gave her at this moment was the love a man has for a woman, the love a husband has for his wife. The once passionate love, polished by the ordinary life, has never disappeared, but it is still flowing slowly between the two people in a different way.
"Drive, drive, drive." Li Changqing waved the long whip in his hand more vigorously. This whip has been used for more than ten years. It seems that when he first bought this mule, the old donkey in the gang was still a When the donkey was a cub, the long whip had been prepared to whip it for the rest of its life. Li Changqing is still worried about his children. The eldest is only ten years old this year, and the youngest is only three years old. On such a day, because he and his wife go out to do some small business at noon, they may not have a bite of hot food, let alone now. It was so late, it was cold and windy. He didn't dare to think about it any further, he just waved the whip in his hand as fast as possible, and sat on the mule cart bumping.
"Tell me, Boss knows how to get them something to eat." Following Yang Yi's words, under the dim moonlight, every breath he exhaled was cold and condensed into breath, floating in front of her.
"Yes, we told the boss like that before we left. The boss is very obedient." Li Changqing didn't dare to look at Yang Yi, he swallowed the answer, trying to comfort his daughter-in-law, but what about his inner anxiety? If he is also uneasy at this moment, what should the daughter-in-law do? She doesn't even have a backer in her heart.
"Drive, drive, drive."
The soles of the mule's feet have been clapped. At this time, the hooves of the mule are tapping and tapping on the asphalt road. The sound becomes more and more intensive, like the drums of a symphony that has reached its climax.
The alley in front of Li Changqing's house leads to the main road outside. It is a shortcut, and only people on this street will walk here. Yang Yi always passes by here when she takes her daughters out. When Li Changqing was rushing back with his mule cart, the eldest daughter, Chenfeng, was leading Chenpiao and Chenyao. On the far right was Chenyu, and the four children were looking at the small alley in the cold wind. The exit, waiting for their parents. That's a magical way to bring back their parents.
"Sister, I'm cold, I'm hungry." A child is a child, and Chen Yao's belly has already started to growl. No matter how sensible she is, she is only a three-year-old child. She doesn't know that the will can resist the physical force of the body. Response, she still can't do it.
Chen Feng let go of Chen Piao's hand, took off the torn scarf on his face, and once again added a layer of so-called cold protection measures to Chen Yao's head.
"Wait a little longer, Mom and Dad will be back soon." Chenfeng went to comfort the three-year-old child like an adult, but she was only ten years old, and she was just a child. Chen Piao and Chen Yu kept stomping their feet, their common sense of life let them know how to keep themselves warmer.
They really want to see their parents earlier, they haven't seen them for a day. From five o'clock in the morning, parentsAfter explaining the family affairs and making breakfast for them, the eldest brother drove the mule cart out. Up to now, the darkness has replaced the sunshine, the stars in the sky have blinked, and the moonlight has filled the land. They still have no return.
? Yang Fengyun, who went out to get firewood, was raking leaves into the big basket with a rake. This is the firewood bestowed by God in autumn, which can be used for cooking in winter. She saw the four poor children at the entrance of the alley, and saw the eldest child covering his ears and hugging the fourth child.
"Morning Breeze, your parents haven't come back yet?"
"Well, I haven't come back yet." Chenfeng replied sensiblely. Yang Fengyun really couldn't bear it, let alone ignore things.
"Have you guys eaten?"
Chen Feng bit his lip and shook his head in embarrassment.
Knowing that this would be the result, Yang Fengyun shook his head helplessly.
"The fourth child is sleepy now, don't hold her, it's very heavy. You guys come to my house first, I still have some porridge at home, you eat some first, and then let the fourth child sleep in our house first, She is catching a cold in this cold day, and you are going to catch a cold in such a strong wind." Yang Fengyun put down the baskets he had finished, and had already arrived at the children's side.
"No need, let's wait a little longer. They should be back soon. My mother said that they will be back soon at night." Chen Feng shyly rejected Yang Fengyun. In her education, she can't disturb others casually. But she was panting heavily while speaking, and the fourth child in her arms was gradually falling asleep, her consciousness was getting lower and lower, and the weight on her shoulders was getting heavier and heavier.
"Don't need it, you've been waiting here for a long time, I'll tell her when your mother comes back, it's fine." She took Chen Yao from Chen Feng's hand as soon as she said that, Chen Yao was already in a daze, He just turned his head and didn't even open his eyes.
Chen Feng looked at Chen Yao, and then at the two younger sisters who were stomping their feet. She knew that even if she was scolded by her mother at home, she could bear it. So he readily followed behind Yang Fengyun.
"Third Grandma, let me carry this basket for you." Chenfeng looked at Yang Fengyun who was holding his younger sister, and took the initiative to carry the basket.
"Hey, you don't need it. I'll send her to the house in a while and come back to get it." Although Yang Fengyun tried his best to refuse, but because he was holding the child in his hands, he couldn't dissuade Chen Feng. At this moment, that thin body had already put the basket on its back. Although it staggered a few times, it quickly stood firm, and then followed Yang Fengyun with the basket on its back, followed by the two younger sisters.
Under the care of the third grandmother, the fourth child fell into a deep sleep. On the warm kang, she slept more soundly, and even completely lost the feeling of hunger. The two little sisters are devouring the remaining hot porridge at Yang Fengyun's house. There are no delicious dishes, only winter melons saved in autumn. This season, every household has such dishes, and then there are pickles. But even if it is so simple, it is already a delicacy in the mouths of children who have been hungry for a day. The boss, Chenfeng, looked at the two younger sisters hesitantly, but he hadn't moved his chopsticks yet.
"Just eat it. I will tell her where your mother is. You will not be scolded or beaten." Yang Fengyun knew Yang Yi's personality very well. The strict requirements on the children are even more deeply learned. Although poor, they are very strong, strong-hearted, and never refuse to bow their heads. To her, this kind of behavior is the children who are throwing her away. He will lose his temper, even throw his fist at the child. She comforted the boss, Chenfeng, and finally, driven by his stomach, Chenfeng started to gobble it up.
Chenfeng was already confused about the time. She couldn't remember where the hour and minute hands of the old wall clock at home stayed when she got home. She only knew that her three younger sisters had fallen asleep, and then she was very sleepy. She also returned home in her father's arms. She was so sleepy that she fell into a deep sleep after touching the pillow. And the three younger sisters didn't wake up at all.
"Don't scold the boss when you go back. In such a cold day, these children have been waiting for you for such a long time in the cold air of the small alley. It is because you are adults that you don't want children to make money. I let them come to my house." Yang Fengyun In order to fear that Yang Yi would lose face, he deliberately strengthened his tone.
"I won't hit them, I won't hit them." Yang Yi repeated this sentence twice, and tears rolled in her eyes. She didn't know if it was because of her hard work all the way, or because of the distress she felt seeing the child at this moment, or the grievance of being strong and suffering for too long. Anyway, at that moment, she felt so sad, but she still endured it back.
"Thank you, Third Aunt." Her cold hands held Third Aunt's hand, and without words, that firm strength had already conveyed this gratitude to Third Aunt's heart.
"You haven't eaten yet, so go back and make some food, don't you two get tired again, what about this big family." The third aunt's sincerity made Yang Yi even more grateful. She nodded her head hard, and carried the fourth child back to her simple and cold home without a trace of warmth.
However, at this moment, Li Changqing had already lit the firewood, and the heat from the fire was transmitted to the kang they were sleeping on, to the air in that room, and to their hearts. As long as the family is together, isn't it warm? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)I'm exhausted, the people of this big family. "The third aunt's sincere words made Yang Yi feel more grateful. She nodded her head hard, and carried the fourth child back to her simple and cold home without a trace of warmth.
However, at this moment, Li Changqing had already lit the firewood, and the heat from the fire was transmitted to the kang they were sleeping on, to the air in that room, and to their hearts. As long as the family is together, isn't it warm? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com