The obviously soft little body rushed into Ling Xiaowei's arms, seeking protection.
"Oh! I'm scared to death!" Zhang Cuifen shouted outside the house and ran into the house. Ling Xiaowei saw Zhang Cuifen's figure flashing past the window.
Then Zhang Cuifen, dressed in white snowflakes, entered the room with a slight chill. She had a frightened look on her face and a panicked look in her eyes. As soon as she entered the room, she pointed at the window and said, "It's collapsed! The shed has collapsed!"
"Collapsed!"
"Collapsed?"
Ling Xiaowei and Ling Guoqiang shouted at the same time, one was surprised and the other was confused.
Ling Xiaowei remembered that in her previous life, her small wooden shed was blown away by the wind one summer a few years later, but it did not collapse!
Of course, I have to say that this is really the right time. Dad was still a little hesitant and hesitant at first, but now he has no reason not to ask grandma for money!
Think about it, really, why should my father give his cousin a college education with the money he exchanged for two legs? My uncle and aunt are two-time earners. In addition to their salary, they also have several acres of land. Although the money is not much, it is not enough.
I can't afford my son's education.
After all, the aunt is just interested in the compensation from her father, and she will never give up until she gets it!
"Old Ling, this... the kitchen is gone, how will we eat in the future?" Zhang Cuifen looked at Ling Guoqiang with a sad face, her tone full of anxiety, "It's almost the Chinese New Year, what should we do?"
Zhang Cuifen sighed.
Food is the most important thing for the people. If you don’t eat this meal, you will be hungry! The cooking pot at home has been destroyed. From now on, eating will really become a problem!
"Cuifen, are you injured?" Ling Guoqiang asked Zhang Cuifen. Zhang Cuifen's face was originally a little angry, but after hearing Ling Guoqiang's concerned words, she felt inexplicably warm in her heart.
The man she died never cared about her. She glanced at Ling Guoqiang and felt a little regretful in her heart. How could he be a paralytic?
"It's okay, I just happened to come out, but where are we going to cook from now on?" Zhang Cuifen frowned and sighed.
"As long as everything is fine, let's build a new hut in the next year." Ling Guoqiang said, with a firm look in his eyes. He decided to get the compensation back from his mother.
"Don't you still have a coal stove at home? Cuifen, go to the Zhao family at the end of the village and bring back a cart of briquettes. Let's burn the coal stove for a while!" This is the only way.
This winter is colder than last year! It’s time to burn the coal stove! Ling Xiaowei is looking forward to burning the coal stove. After burning the coal stove, the room will be warm, and she can even copy books in the room.
It's not cold anymore.
It's just that these briquettes are not cheap! One hundred yuan per car, it must cost more than ten yuan!
I saw a hint of displeasure on Zhang Cuifen's face, but the money that should be spent must be spent!
After Zhang Cuifen brought breakfast, she went out to collect briquettes. Ling Xiaowei drank porridge and gave Mingming the leftover buns from last night. After eating breakfast, she lay down in bed and started copying books.
Although he was lying on the bed playing, Ling Xiaowei gave him an old notebook and a pencil stub and let him draw and play by himself.
When winter comes, she basically spends it in bed, not just her, but almost every household in the village does the same.
It’s snowing today, even more so!
Ling Xiaowei copied two books in a short while under the quilt. When she was tired of copying, she played with Mingming for a while. Now is the time when Mingming's imitation ability is particularly strong. Ling Xiaowei wrote the numbers 12345 in the notebook and taught him.
He will read it.
"Obviously, so smart!" Ling Guoqiang couldn't help but praise.
"Dad, Ming Ming will definitely be admitted to college in the future." Ling Xiaowei said happily. She didn't know how Ming Ming lived in her previous life, but in this life, since he has become her younger brother, she must train him well and make him
He studies hard and gets ahead.
"Okay..." Ling Guoqiang said several times in a row, and then the expression on his face became heavy. Ling Xiaowei saw the expression on Ling Guoqiang's face and secretly smiled slightly.
She deliberately told her father that in order to inspire his fighting spirit, he must first let him know the important responsibility he has.
Raising two children is not Zhang Cuifen's business alone, it is also his business. Speaking of which, he has a heavier responsibility. So he can't be so depressed.
Ling Xiaowei didn't speak anymore and continued copying books, while Mingming climbed out of the bed, crawled into Ling Guoqiang's bed, and played with Ling Guoqiang. Ling Guoqiang held Mingming and sang nursery rhymes to him.
"Two tigers, two tigers running fast, one has no ears, one has no tail, so strange, so strange..." Dad's voice is very mellow, but in order to match Ming Ming, he pretends to be childish, which sounds pretty good.
It was awkward, but she liked listening to this song. There was joy in it, not gloom.
The sky outside the house is gloomy and the snow is cold, but inside the house it is very warm, with cheers and laughter. This is the first step for dad to change! Ling Xiaowei looked at the white snow outside the window, and suddenly she was looking forward to the snow melting and spring flowers blooming.