After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Chapter 361 Only sincerity cannot be betrayed

Several people gathered around the stove to warm themselves up. Xia Yizhen and Feng Yian's clothes were propped up by the old lady on bamboo poles and placed beside the stove.

Two pairs of young hands, a pair of skinny hands with age spots, and a pair of small, immature hands with rough backs, all gathered together to absorb the heat radiating from the stove.

"I roasted the sweet potatoes, they should be almost done."

The old lady picked up the fire tongs nearby, searched among the flints, and found four large sweet potatoes that were leaking oil.

Xia Yizhen is no stranger to sweet potatoes. When she was a child, this was the food she ate the most at home in the winter.

After I went to college, I also saw someone selling roasted sweet potatoes on the street.

At that time, Xia Yizhen was shocked by the price of roasted sweet potatoes on the street. She couldn't figure out why the sweet potatoes that cost a few cents per catty at home turned into something that cost more than ten yuan per catty when roasted over charcoal fire in the city.

Since then, Xia Yizhen has not eaten this thing again. When she saw this at the student's house today, she suddenly felt a sense of intimacy.

Feng Yian had only eaten pumpkin and purple potato cakes made by Aunt Sun at home, but he had never seen such golden sweet potatoes before.

The old lady slapped the roasted sweet potatoes that had just been taken out of the fire together a few times. The aroma immediately came out, and she put the sweet potatoes back on the ground.

"It's too hot now, wait a few minutes before eating."

When he smelled the fragrance, Feng Yian's eyes flashed with surprise.

"This sweet potato has a strong sweet aroma."

Xia Yizhen smiled and nodded.

"Yes, you can eat it in a moment. This tastes very good."

After listening to Xia Yizhen's words, Feng Yian was even more looking forward to the thing he took out from the ashes.

Su Xiaojun couldn't wait any longer. He picked up a sweet potato and shook it from his left hand to his right hand while blowing on it.

The old lady looked at Su Xiaojun, then at Feng Yian and Xia Yizhen, with a suddenly guilty look on her face.

"Teacher Xia, Teacher Feng, I'm sorry, you have come all the way back in the rain to bring my girl back, but I can't even cook a good meal for you, so I can only let you eat this kind of food..."

Before she finished speaking, tears had already fallen. Xia Yizhen quickly wiped her tears and held her hand.

"Grandma, it's okay. This is what we should do to ensure the safety of the students. And this sweet potato is so fragrant, we also like to eat it."

With that said, Xia Yizhen pointed to the sweet potatoes on the ground.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve had a sweet potato that was so big and smelled so sweet.”

She tried her best to comfort the old lady, but how could the old lady not understand the meaning of Xia Yizhen's words.

Several people were sitting or on the roadside, eating sweet potatoes, while the old lady told about how her son and daughter-in-law went out to work, leaving her old self and young children at home.

During this time, Xia Yizhen has roughly understood here that the village is too remote, and in order to survive, young people can only choose to go out to work, and those who stay at home are old and young.

Compared to an entire village that is closed off and people are struggling to maintain their food and clothing using the most primitive methods in the village, it is even more difficult to maintain a village where young people are lost in large numbers and only the elderly and children are left.

The saddest thing is often not that everyone is ignorant, but that although we know how beautiful the outside world is, we are sealed in a small world. We can only peep into things we have never experienced through the eyes of others. Life.

Haimo Village happens to be the latter. During the Chinese New Year, my parents come back for a few days.They will tell their children how beautiful it is outside and ask them to study hard and get out of the mountains.

As a result, everyone who could walk left, and in the end only those who could not walk were left lingering in the village.

Su Xiaojun's grandma may have never thought that she could have a meal with a sweet potato or a bowl of corn mush, but one meal of the people in the establishment could cover her expenses for a month or two.

Su Xiaojun's parents brought back some delicious food and drinks from the city, as well as a little bit of the city's rules that they knew.

They told Su Xiaojun that she would go to a big city for the exam, but Su Xiaojun didn't want to. She wanted to stay with her grandma forever.

Today, when Feng Yian and Xia Yizhen asked Su Xiaojun this question again, Su Xiaojun still gave the same answer.

The old lady laughed and scolded her for being useless. "Every child must have a lofty ideal. My old woman has never read a book, but my girl is good at reading. She will be able to do great things in the future!"

As she spoke, she smiled proudly at Xia Yizhen.

Xia Yizhen looked at Su Xiaojun, then at the old lady, and laughed with them.

"Grandma, Xiaojun is indeed very good. She wants to stay with you, and she also has a filial piety."

The old lady smiled from ear to ear, but still waved her hand.

"Filial piety is not good either. She will be dragged down here by me. I wish she didn't have so much filial piety."

While holding Su Xiaojun's hand and reluctant to let go, she said something against her will.

Xia Yizhen looked at it and felt uncomfortable in her heart, feeling like she was blocked by something.

Feng Yian looked at Xia Yizhen's side face. There were no lights on in the house. Because of the rain, the small house built on the mountain had lost power. At this time, only the fire in the stove hit her face.

The eyelashes cast a shadow on her eyelids, and the shape of her lips was perfect. It was Feng Yian's favorite place to touch.

Perhaps aware of the gazes beside her, Xia Yizhen turned her head subconsciously and met Feng Yian's eyes.

The old lady stood up, picked up the candle on the side and handed it to Xia Yizhen.

"Teacher Xia, Teacher Feng, it's already very late now. It's not safe for you to go back to school. Just stay here for one night. But our house only has one guest room, so Teacher Xia will have to sleep with Xiaojun."

Xia Yizhen nodded and took Su Xiaojun's hand.

"Xiaojun, I have to squeeze in with Teacher Xia tonight."

Su Xiaojun immediately raised his head and laughed.

"Teacher Xia, can you tell me "Xiang Ji Xuan Zhi"? I can't even understand the ancient documents my mother brought back to me."

"of course."

Xia Yizhen looked back at Feng Yian and said softly.

"you should rest earlier."

Feng Yian hummed and watched the two of them enter the room.

The old lady sat next to him. After Xia Yizhen and Su Xiaojun had left, she turned to Feng Yian and smiled.

"Teacher Feng, you and Teacher Xia still have a long way to go."

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Yian turned his head in shock.

"Grandma, how do you know..."

The old lady looked at the burning fire.

"Although my old lady couldn't read when she was young, she could still read faces. It's just that the secret is leaked, which is of no benefit to snoopers. In recent years, I don't dare to look at other people's faces at will."

Her wrinkled face reflected a golden shimmer against the firelight.

Feng Yian's eyes lit up and he asked tentatively.

"We still have a long way to go, so we won't be separated, right?"

The old lady suddenly laughed and patted the back of Feng Yian's hand.

"Everything is destined. The two of you are destined. It's just that this fate has twists and turns. If you don't pay attention, it will be broken. Only sincerity can't be betrayed."

(End of this chapter)