Yushanfang

Chapter 22: Chapter 22: Life (1)

"Xiaoyan, the fried rice with shrimp and meat I brought from the restaurant tonight—" Lin Xiang shouted into the room from outside the door.

"I know—" The door was pushed open, and Lin Yan jumped out.

"Sister!" Lin Yan smiled and took the food box that Lin Xiang was holding, and the siblings turned around and entered the house.

"Here, the spoon." Lin Xiang handed the spoon he brought back to Lin Yan.

Lin Yan was obviously hungry too. He took the food, opened the food box, and began to eat with his head buried in big mouthfuls.

"Let's go to the market tomorrow." Lin Xiang said.

Lin Yan was in a hurry, and his speech was a little slurred. He raised his head and frowned: "Do you have money?"

Lin Xiang nodded: "Yes, Uncle Feng was drunk when he returned to the restaurant tonight. I discussed it with the cook and Hancui. Now we are too short of money, so I will get it from the restaurant's account in advance. It shouldn’t be a problem to buy some pots and pans.”

Speaking of this, Lin Yan raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Sister, is the food sold well today?"

Hearing this, Lin Xiang sighed.

Seeing this, Lin Yan's heart "thumped", secretly thinking that it was not good.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Lin Xiang raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "It's okay!"

Lin Yan pouted and glared at Lin Xiang.

"You don't know, there were no guests at the door, but who knew that after the uncle cook yelled at the door, many people gathered around." Lin Xiang described the situation in the restaurant today to his younger brother with great interest.

Lin Yan nodded while eating, and laughed twice from time to time.

"By the way, sister, a neighbor's aunt came to the door today." Lin Yan used a spoon to dig out the last grain of rice in the bowl, then looked up and said.

Lin Xiang froze for a moment, then said, "Auntie?"

"En." Lin Yan nodded, and then said: "Give me a big bowl of pork and cabbage vermicelli soup—" Before he finished speaking, he stood up and ran to the stove not far away, holding a big bowl of soup with both hands. Bowl of Soup.

In the blink of an eye, he ran back and put the food on the table.

At this moment, due to the cold weather and temperature, the steaming hot soup had already frozen into a paste, and only a few bones and some cabbage ganglia could be vaguely seen floating in the soup noodles.

Lin Yan licked the corner of his mouth: "I tasted it at noon, it was delicious." After finishing speaking, he frowned, regained his composure, and said, "Well... But it's not as good as my sister's craftsmanship."

Lin Xiang couldn't hold back his laughter, and patted his younger brother's head with his hand, "Putting up."

"Alas..." In a blink of an eye, Lin Xiang couldn't help sighing again.

In her previous life, she and her younger brother lived in a high-rise apartment, so no one would come to say hello in normal times.Walking over face to face, it is rare to be able to give each other a smile.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiang already had an idea in his head: the relationship with his neighbors was not good in the previous life, but in this life, the same mistakes cannot be repeated. Ancient times are different from modern times, and people need to do everything by themselves.

……

On the second day, before dawn, Lin Xiang woke up early.

The house that Feng Ming found for them was located on the edge of the most prosperous street, in fact, it was far away from the center of the city.

Lin Xiang turned around in the room, thinking: I remember that there is a rope...

After a while, his eyes lit up, he had already picked up the hemp rope, and he also took out the wooden bucket before going out.

Wash and fetch water in the morning, cross the dilapidated small street where the house is located, and after a short walk, you can see a clear river and dense jungle, which means that it is not far from the countryside, and the ground has never been cleaned The yellow land, when the cold wind blows, the sky is filled with yellow sand in an instant.

Shivering, Lin Xiang tightened his not-so-thick collar, pulled the rope, and tied the tattered wooden bucket. He walked to the small river, and filled a bucket full of cold stream water.

"Hiss—" taking a cold breath, Lin Xiang's face turned pale with cold.

Hugging the wooden barrel in his arms in a hurry, Lin Xiang covered the yellow land and ran all the way——

Of course, don’t forget to pick up some branches or something on the way, and tie up the branches one by one with ropes by the way.

……

Pushing open the door, I felt a burst of warmth.

Lin Xiang put a large bundle of firewood on the ground, picked up the cold wooden bucket and went to the stove——

There is only a small door between the kitchen and the place where the bed is placed, so sometimes when the cooking smoke is heavy, people who are resting on the bed will feel their noses choked.

However, these are nothing to poor Lin Xiang and Lin Yan.Compared with begging for food and living in a small ruined temple, this place is already a paradise.

Throw the firewood under the stove and light it, and immediately, Lin Xiang pours cold water from the river into the iron pot——

The tongue of fire licked the bottom of the pot, but within a short while, a small sky and earth were shining brightly, and Lin Xiang's shivering body was already warmed up.

"Gudu Gudu—" The cold water was boiled, and the bubbles began to turn upwards.

Lin Xiang poured out the hot water——

Immediately, pour the soup from the aunt next door that Lin Yan mentioned yesterday into the soup pot——

(End of this chapter)