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Chapter 821: I didn’t even get a good night’s sleep.

When Song Hongguo finished the wedding banquet and returned home from the state-owned hotel in the county, it was already past nine o'clock. There were not many people on the road. As far as her eyes could see, there was a large expanse of white, and the sunlight cast it on, making it dazzling. She rode very slowly. I was afraid that I might fall, and if the road conditions were bad, I would have to come down and walk for a while. After doing this a few times, it didn’t feel so cold anymore.

The system lamented, "It will be difficult to see such heavy snow in future generations, and such pristine snow scenes are even rarer..."

Song Hongguo had already pushed the car onto the country road. The buildings in the city were gone, and the surroundings were completely white. Not even a trace of green wheat seedlings could be seen in the ground. The trees, roofs, and firewood piles were all covered with thick accumulations. Snow covered.

She asked, "Are you taking videos again?"

The system said "Yeah" with a heavy tone, "Seeing this picture reminds me of my childhood, when I was a little poor in material things, but carefree, it was real happiness. I could eat a roasted sweet potato or have a snowball fight. I can be happy for a long time..."

Hearing this, Song Hongguo pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Are you still a child?"

system,"……"

Without warning, the secret was revealed again.

It quickly made up for it, "Our system also has a production date, can it appear out of thin air?"

Song Hongguo said "Oh" meaningfully, "So, you were produced in the 1960s? Huh? That's not right. Where is such advanced technology now? In the 1980s, right? Or you were implanted with different memory?"

The system is most afraid of her playing guessing games, because she can always guess most of them correctly, so she hastily changes the subject, "Oh, those are not important. You should think about what dowry to prepare for yourself, right? Look at Han Ying, the box and the The wife and baggage are laid out all over the floor. How decent it is. Who wouldn’t envy the relatives on both sides? If you marry into your husband’s family, your husband’s family will take it more seriously. Don’t take it seriously. Dowry is a woman’s confidence.”

Song Hongguo listened to these words and remembered that at the previous wedding, relatives on both sides, especially the women, commented on the dowry from time to time, and their words were full of envy and yearning. She suddenly felt that she really had to prepare, at least for those Son, burden, I have to find a way to fill it up.

The key point is bedding. In ancient times, wealthy families usually prepared six bunks and six quilts for their daughters when they got married, which added up to twelve beds. Now that cotton is a strategic material, it is definitely not that luxurious.

One bed and one cover is considered to be a sign of love for the daughter. Some people simply take out and wash the old bedding that the daughter slept in at her parents' house and take it to her husband's house.

She was thinking about it all the way into the house. Dumpling was the first to hear the noise and ran over barking. After raising her for more than half a year, she had transformed from a cute little puppy into a majestic big wolfdog. With him guarding the house and the courtyard, she was safe. Full of feeling.

It circled around Song Hongguo's feet and rubbed the hem of her coat intimately, as if it hadn't been seen for a long time.

Song Hongguo was amused by it. Before the three men came out, she quickly bought some food from the mall and secretly stuffed it into its mouth.

The dumplings suddenly seemed to have succeeded in stealing fish, and they screamed more and more happily.

The two children shouted "Mom" and ran out of the house excitedly. The path in the yard had been cleared, and snow was piled on both sides. Most of the snow on the Wutai vegetables and winter vegetables in the ground had also been removed, revealing the green and moving scenery. of greenery.

Song Hongguo knelt down, smiled and hugged the two people who rushed towards her, and each kissed their red little faces. Speaking of which, it was the first time she lived separately from her children, and she was a little uncomfortable, "Do you miss your mother?" ah?"

Ling Yuan hugged her neck and said with a sweet voice, a bit aggrieved, "I can't sleep even if I think about it..." Ling Zhi was older after all, and he was still a little uncomfortable being held by her so intimately. , after hearing what his brother said, he saw her distressed expression and said, "I didn't have trouble sleeping, it was just a little later than usual. Uncle Huo told us a lot of stories, which were very interesting. We couldn't bear to sleep after listening to them..."

Ling Yuan pouted.

Ling Zhi gave him a warning look.

Ling Yuan is honest.

At this time, Huo Minglou came over and explained to the brothers, "They were not used to your absence last night, so I told a few more stories. I stayed up until I couldn't stand the sleepiness, and then I went to bed. I got up in the morning. A few hours later than usual..."

In fact, not only the child couldn't sleep, he couldn't sleep either. He was lying on the kang where she had slept, covered with the quilt she had covered, and his breath was filled with her breath. In the quiet night, it seemed mysterious and alluring, which confused him. Tossing and turning, heart pounding, and not sleeping well all night, it was simply a sweet punishment.

After entering the main room, Song Hongguo took off his military coat, held a warm teacup, and sat on the bamboo chair with a backrest by the fireplace. He sighed with satisfaction. It was still comfortable at home. Even the small second floor where Grandpa Han Ying lived. Not as comfortable as her staying here.

In the middle of winter, the house is as warm as spring, how comfortable can it be?

The crab claws and longevity flowers on the windowsill are in bloom, and the strawberries grown in flower pots are also growing vigorously. Now they have small fruits that will be picked in half a month. There are also those wooden boxes The fast-growing vegetables grown here are also green and juicy, with bright colors of warm spring everywhere.

Brother Ling Yuanlai was in her arms, chattering to her about what kind of work he had done and what he had done. He didn't even leave out food and drinks. Ling Zhi occasionally added a few words, while Huo Minglou smiled beside her. Listening, his eyes fell on her fair face, imagining the wedding ceremony in a few days, and the bridal chamber flowers and candles...

Song Hongguo also told them about the lively scene of Han Ying's wedding, and finally complained, "It's so hard to get married in winter. You have to rush to get married before six o'clock, get up at three o'clock in the morning, go there in the dark and in the wind and snow." We went to the groom’s house and rode for nearly an hour, almost freezing to death.”

Hearing this, Huo Minglou said hurriedly, "We don't have to work so hard on our wedding day. You can just sleep until you wake up naturally. You don't have to rush. The wedding banquet will be held at the guest house at noon. You don't have to worry about getting cold on the road. I will drive to pick you up." "

"Where did you get the car? The one your elder brother drove last time?"

Huo Minglou nodded and said "Yes".

"Is it appropriate? Will it make people..."

"Don't worry, it's okay if you borrow it for a day. I will make up for the gas money, so it won't be taken advantage of the collective."

Song Hongguo felt relieved now. It would be nice to have a car, but the prerequisite was that he couldn't cause trouble to himself, otherwise the gain would outweigh the loss.

At noon, Song Hongguo steamed hot buns, three fresh stuffings, pumpkin millet porridge, and sour pickles. They were much more delicious than the big fish and meat at the banquet. Even Ling Yuan ate two of them and was so full. My belly is as round as a watermelon.

After dinner, Song Hongguo planned to catch up on her sleep and asked Huo Minglou to accompany the brothers to another bedroom to read. Unexpectedly, a group of friends filled the garden, calling Ling Zhi to go out and play. It was snowing, so the children could There were too many games to play, and the two brothers naturally couldn't refuse. They hurriedly said something to her, put on their hats and gloves, and ran out with them. As they ran far away, they could still hear the excitement and fighting. Talk about laughter.

The two brothers were willing to mingle with the children, and they were no longer as cautious and defensive as they had been when they first arrived. She was naturally happy to see this happen, but once they left, she and Huo Minglou were the only ones left, and she still wanted to When you sleep, the atmosphere becomes subtle.