Zanthoxylum bungeanum

Chapter 137 I used to be a good girl
"Oh oh oh..." The sound of the rooster crowing woke up Li Yan. She opened her eyes and saw that it was already daylight. She sat up from her sleeping bag and put on her coat. She was almost frozen to death last time, so she bought a sleeping bag in Lanzhou. , I didn't expect to use it so soon.

Looking out through the crack of the door while getting dressed, the rain has stopped.

Zhao Feiyu sat up from the quilt beside her, and Li Yan smiled at her, "Take the child to sleep for a while, and I'll boil some hot water and wash my face."

Zhao Feiyu nodded, looked at the children beside her, picked up a notebook and wrote a few words and handed it over.

"I had a dream of living in a big clean house with a lot of furniture and a kitchen table full of all kinds of food."

Looking at the straw covered with firewood, Li Yan smiled, took the pen in her hand and wrote on the notebook, "This is not a dream, in the near future, you will have all of this."

Handing her the notebook and pen, Li Yan folded the sleeping bag neatly and said, "When I go back, I will leave this to you, and wait patiently for me to pick you up."

Zhao Feiyu nodded and lip-synced to her, "Thank you for everything you have done for us."

Li Yan shook her hand and walked out the door. There are so many things to do, so hurry up.

Walking into the door of the firewood house, Han Chunmao and Niu Sanbo were already preparing something in the yard, and Uncle Liu was brushing his teeth in the corner of the yard with a cup.

"Swallow, there is hot water in the pot." Niu Sanbo said when he saw her holding an ax in his hand.

"Everyone gets up so early." Li Yan was a little flustered when she saw the machete in Han Chunmao's hand. What did they want to do? Did they want to fight?

Liu Huaying rinsed her mouth and walked over, "After you went back to sleep yesterday, a few of us discussed it and decided to go to the mountain to cut a few trees and come back to temporarily prop up the wall. As long as you can persist until you succeed in becoming the village head of Pingya Village, that's fine." .”

He guessed this little thought, Li Yan was a little embarrassed, "Uncle Liu, I'm being selfish."

"Swallow, don't say that, you can see so far, it's great, your age is about the same as my daughter, she is still in college in Lanzhou, she came back last summer, and she told us how hard it is to be away from home, and you I'm already thinking about something different from her, so I should let her study with you." Liu Huaying finally figured out last night why Li Yan asked Han Chunmao's family to wait for her to pick her up.

It is the life of suffering that pushes me forward. I was born without a golden key, so it is the same if I own a golden key. Li Yan has figured it out a long time ago, and has been using this sentence to motivate herself.

Han Chunmao saw Li Yan get up, scooped up two bowls of rice for her to cook porridge, and went back to the yard to sharpen the knife.

Li Yan glanced at Han Chunguang, who was sitting next to the brazier staring at the coals in a daze.

"Han Chunguang, come and light the fire."

Han Chunguang frowned, "Cooking porridge is not cooking, do we need two people?"

Li Yan laughed, "To cook porridge, you only need to wash the rice and put it in the pot, and then turn on the fire. It is true that only one person is needed, but I just can't see you idle. If you don't want to do anything by yourself, then you are a waste. Hurry up. , move for me if you can.”

Han Chunguang didn't want to be said to be a waste, and he didn't want to be scolded endlessly like yesterday, so he had to sit at the stove door to light a fire. Quietly, how did it become like this now.

(End of this chapter)