Chuanshu became the aunt in the period essay

Chapter 505

Seriously said: "I'm old, I guess I forgot, but it's not too late for you to know now."

Ji Lao: "..." I almost couldn't hold back my swearing.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Lao said with a stinky face: "I don't care, I want to buy it too, and where do you buy it, I want it too."

Seeing that the tea on the table was already cold, Mr. Su said with a bit of helplessness in his tone, "I can't help it. I've finished buying that place."

Ji Lao: "..."

Old Liao: "..."

I owe you so much.

Sensing the anger emanating from the two old friends, Mr. Su said slowly, "But I can ask Xiao San to find another place for you."

Although Mr. Liao was a little disappointed, he also knew that the town was not big.Even in other places, the distance is not too far, so I can barely accept it: "Hmph, it's not too far away."

Although Ji Lao didn't speak, he meant the same thing.



Su Jingshen and the others didn't know what happened in Beijing.

Now they are helping the villagers shovel snow.

It was not done until the afternoon, but when I woke up the next day, the roof and the ground were almost invisible. They cleaned it yesterday.

Ji Mingxuan was so pretty that he frowned slightly: "The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and I don't know if it's good or bad."

Su Jingshen's eyes were also somewhat dignified. The entire Zhaojia Village is made of mud houses, and the roofs are made of wood and tiles. What if...

This is not a joke, it is fatal: "Clean it up first, otherwise you won't be able to get your feet off the ground, and I'm afraid the roof will be crushed."

After speaking to Ji Mingxuan and Su Jingyang, he turned his head and told Zhao Jingyi and the others: "Don't come out of the house."

It was very windy outside, and the snow was not light, so I was afraid that these girls would freeze.

After cleaning up things yesterday, the team leader distributed snow shoveling tools to every household, just in case.

It's not the same one today, the roof has been covered with thick snow.

Fortunately, every house has a wooden ladder.

Zhao Jingyi had already stood up, put on her padded jacket and said, "You guys get the snow on the roof, we'll get things to do in the yard, it's faster if there are more people."

The others followed suit, wrapping themselves up tightly.

What else did Su Jingshen want to say, Zhao Jingyi and the others had already finished and were about to leave.

The efficiency of the three of them is a bit slower, but it is better than them going out to suffer from the cold.

However, Zhao Jingyi has an uncompromising temperament and is usually soft-spoken, but she can't pull back ten bulls on what she has to do.

Ji Mingxuan said slowly: "Let's do it faster, so they can go back to warm up earlier."

They knew Zhao Jingyi's temper very well, so they didn't say anything to force her to go back to the fire.

Not only their family is doing it in the village, basically every family is doing it.

Zhao Jianchun, who was clearing snow on the roof next door, frowned slightly when he saw Zhao Jingyi and the others coming out, but he didn't say anything.

Instead, he said loudly, "Grandma, be careful."

Zhao Jing turned around and looked up at Zhao Jianchun, who was stepping on the ladder to clear the snow, nodded vigorously, and said loudly, "Okay, you also pay attention to safety."

Then they went about their own business.

After about an hour and a half, Zhao Jing saw that the snow on the yard and roof was almost cleared, so she said, "I'm going to get you some ginger soup to dispel the cold."

Nan Yunyu nodded a few times: "Go."

As soon as Zhao Jing went to the cellar of the kitchen, she took a large piece of ginger and a knife out, and walked back to the main hall. There was a special pot for boiling water beside the fire, which was filled with hot water and kept beside it. Roasted by fire.

(End of this chapter)