Chapter 8 Another Spring

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The mountains are blocked by heavy snow and there is no road in the world.

If he had not been born in this world to see it with his own eyes, Yun Jing would not have been able to imagine that winter could be so difficult.

Being unable to leave the house and having to stay in this small world at home is even more uncomfortable than going to jail. The days seem to be infinitely long with no end in sight.

Outside the house is snowing and the wind is blowing coldly. Only at home can one feel the warmth.

Because people froze to death in the village, grandpa and father went to help. No matter what, the dead were the most serious and they had to be buried. But Yun Jing could not imagine how the dead would be buried under the one or two feet of snow outside.

Burial.

Although I have never seen it, I can still understand the hardships involved.

Here I have to say the saying that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. We are all poor people, and no one knows what their future destiny will be. I helped you today, but I may need your help tomorrow.

No matter how difficult the environment is, if you help others, you are actually helping yourself.

If you sit back and watch, others will ignore you in the future. This does not involve right or wrong, it is simply a way of being a human being.

After all, there are only a few people with cold nature.

The only ones left at home are Yunjing and Mica.

There is a fire pit in the middle of the main room, which is usually covered with wooden boards. The wooden boards are only uncovered in winter and used. As for the luxury of charcoal pots, they are too expensive to buy and burn charcoal.

The firewood is burning in the fire pit, and even though the smoke is lingering, the swaying flames can dispel the severe cold in winter and bring the slightest warmth to the home.

Jiang Susu sat by the fire pit, picking up the soles of her shoes, always paying attention to the toddler Yun Jing beside him. Once he came half a meter closer to the fire pit, he would be pulled away to prevent him from falling into the fire pit.

Yun Jing would not be so stupid to take risks, Yun Yu never found a chance to teach him the dangers of the fire pit...

High-end goods such as cotton-padded jackets and leather jackets are not something that poor people can expect. Yunjing wears several layers of coarse cloth, which are sewn for him with mica needle and thread. They are not warm at all. If he goes out, the cold wind can penetrate directly.

The clothes blew against the skin like knives.

Kick cluck...quack quack...

There was a lot of chickens and ducks jumping around in the house, but there was no choice but to do it, it was too boring, so the toddler Yunjing could only chase chickens and ducks to relieve his boredom, but he had no chance to meet chickens and ducks, and the sorrow of his short legs was obvious.

It's too cold outside. Chickens and ducks will never survive a night if left outside. They can only be fed inside the house. Hygiene is a bit difficult, but the diligent Mica always keeps the house clean.

Unable to chase away the chickens and ducks, Yun Jing was also tired, so he staggered towards Mica. Jiang Susu put down her work a few meters away and stretched out her hands, waiting for the child to fall into her arms.

There are all kinds of good and suffering in the world, but the embrace of parents can always make people forget everything.

It would be great if we could embrace each other forever.

When the chickens and ducks saw that the cloud scene had subsided, they walked arrogantly to the fire pond and squatted down to keep warm. They looked at the cloud scene with their necks raised, as if they were saying that if they want to catch me, wait for another two years.

Yunjing, who fell into his mother's arms, noticed that something was wrong with the way Jiang Susu looked at the chickens and ducks, as if he were looking at a plate of lunch. The chickens and ducks who looked at the chickens and ducks with their necks raised instinctively shrank their heads back.

After thinking about Yun Jing for a moment, I can understand why the mother has that look in her eyes. Chickens and ducks do not lay eggs in winter, but the mother is still breastfeeding and needs nutrition. In this case, there is obviously no need to keep the chickens and ducks to waste food.

The chaff used to feed chickens and ducks is also food...

"mother"

Nestling in her mother's arms, Yunjing called softly.

This voice comes from the heart. There is no place in the world that is warmer than a mother's embrace.

In fact, he has been able to speak for a long time and can communicate with people normally, but he has not shown it. He has always tried to behave as close to his age as possible, and now he only speaks simple words.

To be honest, it's hard not to say anything, but his performance is already far beyond that of his peers. He just needs to stand out a little more and just try to 'let nature take its course'.

"Is Xiaojing hungry?" Jiang Susu lowered her head and looked at Yunjing with a smile. As she spoke, Jiang Susu subconsciously opened her clothes.

Yunjing: "..."

Not to mention, after chasing the chickens and ducks for a while, they are really a little hungry, so let's start eating. After all, they are still growing.

Yun Jing's milk supply is abundant, and Yun Jing has been taking breast milk to this day.

Strictly speaking, a child can eat some supplementary liquid food starting from three to four months old, but he has never eaten it because he is afraid of getting sick from eating unclean things, which will be fatal, so he has never been like other children of the same age.

He was so ignorant that he grabbed the food from his parents' bowl.

Perhaps because she has enough milk or even some leftover milk, Yunmu has not fed Yunjing complementary food, and she has no such thoughts at the moment.

"Unknowingly, my little Jing already has eight teeth. They all said that it hurts when breastfeeding. My little Jing has never bitten me. You are so good. It was not in vain that I went to hell to give birth to you."

, at such a young age, I know that I feel sorry for my mother..."

Looking at Yun Jing who was taking a big gulp of milk, Jiang Susu murmured with a motherly smile.

Breastfeeding was quite shameful for Yunjing, so he could only bury his head and pretend he didn't hear what his mother said.

There is no other way, he can only do this in order to grow up healthily.

Strictly speaking, Yunjing's coming to this world is different from time travel and rebirth. It should be said that he is reincarnated with memories. Therefore, there is nothing embarrassing about eating his own mother's milk.

"When spring comes next year, I will be over one year old. What can a one-year-old child do? How can we improve our family environment and life?"

After eating and drinking enough, he began to feel sleepy again. Children are not good at this and are sleepy. Yunjing fell asleep in his mother's arms with this thought...

Winter comes quietly and leaves unnoticed.

Unconsciously, the snow in the vast sky and earth became thinner and thinner, and finally disappeared little by little.

At this time, people gradually realized that the difficult winter was finally over.

Although the cold winter has passed, it has left a lot of pain behind.

In Xiaoxi Village alone, a small village with 20 or 30 households, five households' houses were crushed by snow in the previous winter, and two adults and three children froze to death and starved to death!

This is the extremely realistic and cruel life of the poor people.

How sad, the so-called precarious situation is nothing more than this.

In comparison, those guys in Yunjing's past life who had no worries about food and clothing, but who complained all day long and made trouble everywhere should be dragged out and shot for a year. They were all overfed.

To be fair, Yunjing believes that if he came to this world through time travel and rebirth instead of being reincarnated as a baby and being carefully cared for by his parents, he estimates that he would not survive more than a month in this world!

This is true even if you travel to a rich and wealthy family. The mere language barrier will cut off the hope of survival.

As for the kind of cheating life that integrates other people's memories, that's another matter...

He never complained that he was born into this poor family. Instead, he was very grateful. After all, nothing could buy the kind of flesh-and-blood family ties that were built up little by little.

There seems to be no Chinese New Year celebration in this world, but there is an important day between winter and spring.

Worship ancestors.

Paying homage to the ancestors not only remembers the hardships of the past, but also prays to the ancestors for good weather and good harvests in the coming year.

There is no hustle and bustle of firecrackers and fireworks, only the curl of green smoke after burning incense candles and paper money. It is great to burn two bamboos and listen to the not very loud crackling sound.

An old duck in the family did not escape Mica's poisonous hand in the end, and became a dish on the table to pay homage to the ancestors.

But in the end, the duck ended up in the stomachs of Yunjing's family. It was so pitiful that it finally became meaty. It was eaten until almost no bones were left. Not only was the meat eaten, but the remaining bones were boiled.

Soup...

The sound of firecrackers bid farewell to the old year, and the spring breeze welcomes the new year.

People, as long as you live, no matter how hard and tired you are, life will always continue.

In the new year, Yunjing is one year old and can stumble around the house. He used to babbling, but with his deliberate efforts to hide his clumsiness, he can now occasionally exchange a few words with his family, although his words are not considered inappropriate at all.

That's what happened.

Just then, Grandpa Yun Lin stroked his beard and praised Yun Jing as the smartest child he has seen in decades of his life.

Our own baby bumps are definitely the best, no doubt about it!

The spring breeze brings warmth, and farming is busy again.

However, Yunjing began to think about how he could improve his family's living conditions as a one-year-old himself.

This is undoubtedly a major challenge...


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