Xue Ling looked at the somewhat worn plum blossom pattern quilt, thinking that it was eleven o'clock when he came back.
I had to take a shower and change my clothes, and I had to find a thick quilt to cover it. Maybe it would take me until after twelve o'clock to sleep, so I quickly turned around and started looking for it.
His room was smaller than her, with an old large cabinet and a short stool, and there was no furniture.
Xue Ling went straight to the small cabinet and opened it and found that it was the big snake skin bag he brought back from the supply and marketing cooperative.
"It must be inside!" she muttered and pulled out the snakeskin bag.
Under the dim light, she first saw several books, thinking that the books were a bit heavy, and she might move them out one by one if she was holding the quilt.
Unexpectedly, the only thing left in the snakeskin bag was some clothes, a few of them for summer, a few of them he often wore, and two military coats, and nothing was left.
Xue Ling couldn't help frowning and looked at the small room, but found that there was nowhere else to put things.
The room is only five or six square meters small, and you can see clearly at a glance, and there is no other place to find.
Could it be that he only covers this thin quilt that is neatly stacked all year round?!
Xue Ling couldn't help feeling distressed.
This tough guy has a tough temperament and a tight mouth. He used to be a hard life, but he never said a word to her.
If she hadn't pulled him over to share the rent and had three meals and two meals at home, he would have had to be hungry every few days and keep roaring.
Her quilt was a dowry, and it was a pure quilt bought by her mother in person at a department store. Although it was not thick, it was very comfortable and warm to cover it.
The mornings of the two days were very cold, but she was covered in a quilt without feeling cold at all.
Tomorrow, I have to find an opportunity to buy a pure cotton quilt like that for him.
She pulled the snakeskin bag, carefully stacked the original clothes, and then picked up several books.
"Click!" Two books were lost.
The weather is cold, and your hands and feet are inevitably stiff. You can get rid of things by accident. Fortunately, it is a book, so you are not afraid of breaking it.
She stuffed the other books back and squatted down to pick them up - but she paused!
I saw a small photo in an old dictionary, revealing a corner like a gear.
Xue Ling was very curious and pulled it out and revealed the three-inch photo.
The photo has obviously been stored for many years, and some parts of the corners are mottled and brown, but there is no wrinkle or damage. It is obvious that the owner cherishes it very much.
Xue Ling looked at the two people in the photo and was stunned for a moment.
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At around 8 o'clock, the north wind was howling, and the wind whistled on the dock by the river was blowing, making the small trees bent over and the big trees kept dancing.
Chen Min shivered, hugged his body, and kept shaking.
"Ayuan... can you wait?"
Tonight they only unloaded a batch of goods, each earning one dollar. Everyone was waiting too cold at the dock and simply stayed in the corner, smoking cigarettes and chatting.
Cheng Tianyuan squinted his eyes and looked at the dark night sky.
"Look at the thick clouds, there will probably be rain later. The wind is too strong, and the boat will probably have to wait until dawn to get ashore. Let's not wait, go back."
Chen Min nodded and stood up. When the north wind blew, he couldn't help but tremble again.
When the others saw them getting up, they asked one after another, “Don’t wait?”
Cheng Tianyuan shook his head and chuckled, "I don't wear much, I'm cold on my body, so I went back earlier."
A fat man with black and yellow teeth knocked on the ashes and smiled ambiguously and evilly: "In such weather, it's better to go home and sleep with your wife!"
Everyone laughed.
Cheng Tianyuan also laughed.
When men gather together, they like to say all kinds of slutty words, blowing them, and being muddy.
Cheng Tianyuan waved his hand, turned around and took the bicycle, stepped on it and left.
Chen Min went to his home with a different path.
Cheng Tianyuan was cold, and he stepped on the car quickly and his body quickly warmed up.
When he arrived at the door of his house, he looked up as usual, looked at the dim and warm light from the window of Xue Ling's room, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He always urged her to go to bed earlier and never stay up late. But she was worried about herself and would always wait for him to open the door before turning off the lights and going to bed.
Because of this, he tried to finish work at around 10 o'clock and come back around 11 o'clock so that she would not go to bed too late.
It was too cold today and it was going to rain again. He came back early and could also talk to her and urge her to go to bed earlier.
He entered the door, locked it carefully, and parked the bicycle.
The kitchen is still on with a small light and a large pot of hot water is still boiled on the honeycomb coal.
Cheng Tianyuan knew that this was cooked for him, so he lifted the pot and saw that the kettle beside him were full, so he carried the kettle upstairs in one hand.
Xue Ling's room was closed. Cheng Tianyuan thought she was doing an interpreter, so he tiptoed back to the room to get the clothes for change, and then went downstairs to take a shower.
My body was very cold, and after taking a hot shower, I felt much more comfortable.
He wiped his hair half dry, turned off the lights, turned around and took out his dirty clothes and went upstairs.
In the past, several older men shared a small dormitory and had to wait for anything they did, which was very inconvenient.
Since he moved in with his wife, the food has improved. He has enough food and meat for three meals. He needs hot water and hot water, and it is convenient to use the toilet. His weight has suddenly increased by more than seven kilograms.
He is tall and has a big bone frame, so I can't tell it. I told Xue Ling this morning, but she doesn't believe it yet!
Thinking of her cute and cute look, he couldn't help but speed up and knocked on her door.
"Come in!" The familiar voice of Ru Ying came from inside.
Cheng Tianyuan opened the door and said warmly: "It's cold outside, I'm back earlier."
I saw Xue Ling sitting at the desk, watching something, and not looking back.
Cheng Tianyuan stretched and sat on the edge of her bed.
"It's cold tonight, don't be too tired, take a break soon."
Unexpectedly, Xue Ling did not reply to him, so quiet that it was a bit abnormal.
Cheng Tianyuan raised his thick eyebrows and shouted in confusion: "Wife?"
Xue Ling turned around slowly, his eyes slightly red, and he stared at him with a smile.
Cheng Tianyuan's heart skipped a beat and he rushed over.
"What's wrong?! Are you crying?! What's going on?"
His little wife's eyes were red, her pretty nose was red, and she pouted with her cherry lips and stared at him angrily, as if he had done something wrong.
"What's wrong..." He suddenly remembered something and asked tentatively: "Is it Ouyang Mei what she said? Don't believe her!"
"No!" Xue Ling smiled shyly, took a small photo from behind and handed it over.
Cheng Tianyuan widened his eyes and his handsome face turned red.
Xue Ling couldn't help but laugh when he looked at his embarrassing look.
"This is our only photo, right?" She shook the small photo on her hand.
In the photo, a boy is carrying a little girl.
The seven or eight-year-old boy with a red scarf on his chest was slightly messy, his clothes were rustic, barefoot, but he smiled happily, showing his neat white teeth, but his eyes were slanted back, looking at his back
little girl.
The little girl had two small braids, her little face was round and chubby, and she pouted her mouth and shrank towards his back, as if she was avoiding the camera.