Chapter 221 This Winter Is Not Cold

Winter has come, and the purchase of tea and fruit has come to an end.

Originally, there were still some people who came to sell mountain products, but perhaps the village chiefs told them that they would build a market in spring, so they stopped coming.

First, it was cold, and it was still hard to climb several mountains.

Second, the market would be coming soon, so they could stock up and sell them at the market, or keep the ones they couldn't stock up for their children. This year, everyone sold tea, fruit and mountain products, and they had some savings, so they were willing to keep them for their children.

People from other villages stopped coming, so Su Qing'an began to hibernate.

Four kangs were built at home, four in the sleeping room, one for her and Xiaobao, one for Lu's mother and daughter, and one for Siyuan and Siyuan.

Another one was built in the small flower hall, which was usually used for entertaining guests. People could sit on the kang to drink tea and chat, and women could also make needle money together on the kang.

Two fire tables were also built, one in the flower hall and one in the dining hall.

Now Lu rarely goes to the kitchen to cook. In the dining hall, they took away the iron railings on the fire table, put the iron pot on it, and cooked the food. With the constant heat from the fire tube under the table, they would feel warm no matter how long they stood there.

Even Ruyi and Siyuan Siyuan liked to go to the dining hall.

When it was cold, they didn't go out much, so they helped to pick some vegetables in the dining hall, helped together, and it was warm and there were people to talk with.

The two puppies also liked to go to the dining hall, it was warm and there was food. Xiaobao went wherever the puppies went.

He took the two dogs with him wherever he went. They were almost like brothers.

In autumn, Su Qingmei harvested a lot of nuts, chestnuts and so on, and Ruyi and Lu roasted them for Xiaobao to eat.

He tasted the flavor and liked it, so he often went to the dining hall and asked Lu and Ruyi to roast it for him.

He didn't eat it himself, he also fed it to the two puppies. He also fed meat to the puppies. If Su Qing'an hadn't taught him a lesson, he would have wanted to sleep with the two puppies every night.

The house was warm every day. There was no shortage of firewood.

Before winter, Siyuan and Siyuan brought a lot of firewood home. Many villagers thanked Su Qing'an for collecting tea and fruit, and mountain products, which allowed them to save money, and many people also sent firewood to the Su family.

Su Qing'an bought a lot of firewood with money. The firewood room and backyard at home were full of firewood, which could not be burned in a whole winter.

Su Qing'an was willing to burn firewood, and the house was warm all day long. There was nothing to do in the village in winter, so everyone made an appointment to go to Su Qing'an's house to chat with Lu and Su Qing'an and do needlework together.

Ruyi also made many friends in the village. Xiu'er was one of them.

Xiu'er came to Su Qing'an almost every day, either to chat with Xiu'er or to learn to read from Su Qing'an.

The leader of the Zhong village also came. He only had his granddaughter by his side. When she was not at home, he felt bored and lonely at home. He also liked to run to Su Qing'an.

He also found excuses for himself, saying that he wanted to discuss with Su Qing'an about planting and building a market in the village after the spring.

He also said that the two of them burned the same stove of firewood at home, and so many people also burned the same stove of firewood at Su Qing'an's place, so why waste firewood.

Anyway, when Su Qing'an opened her eyes every day, the leader of the Zhong village was already at her house.

Later, the two of them would carry rice and flour from time to time and stay at her house for dinner.

They said that Su Qing'an's house was warm, the food was delicious, and it was lively when there were many people eating. Su Qing'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Since she had someone build a fire table, there was no shortage of hot water in the flower hall. Every day, there was an iron kettle sitting on the fire table to boil water. Everyone who came had hot water and hot tea to drink.

Throw a handful of chestnuts into the fire bucket, eat, drink and talk, this winter is really comfortable.

After installing a fire table in the dining hall, Su Qingmei made various pots. When winter comes, put the pot in the hole of the fire table, eat hot pot every day, and everyone sits around to eat, warm and comfortable.

Put the vegetables in the pot, rinse, pick them up and dip them in various condiments, and eat them in your mouth, it's so comfortable.

Various hot pots, dry pots.

Sometimes a pot of porridge hot pot is cooked. When the porridge in the pot is cooked, put various vegetables and meat in the porridge while eating the porridge. You don't need to dip them in condiments when you pick them up, and they are delicious when you put them in your mouth.

Zhongzhaizhu likes to eat porridge hot pot the most. Every time he eats porridge hot pot, he goes to the dining hall early to wait. He holds the bowl and stares at the pot, drooling. He also pulls Xiaobao to sit and wait together.

The two, one big and one small, stared at the pot, drooling at the bubbling porridge. Su Qing'an and others were amused every time they saw this.

Both the old and the young liked to eat porridge hot pot. After eating, he told everyone that after the village chief Zhong's promotion, almost all the people in the village came to watch.

This hot pot is good, it saves trouble, no need to stir-fry, no oil waste, and fewer dishes to wash. This porridge hot pot is especially good. It is healthy and warms the stomach, suitable for all kinds of teeth.

Everyone went back and imitated it.

In the past, when winter came, it was cold and no one liked to cook. After the meal was ready, they had no appetite to eat. It was like completing a task and eating a belly full of cold wind.

Now women especially like to cook, and men especially like to stay by the fire table at home. Everything is done on the fire table.

Every family has a fire table with a smoke pipe extending outside the house, so there is no more choking smoke in the house, and the door can be closed tightly at night, which is really comfortable.

The kang is even better. No one wakes up in the middle of the night because of the cold. The elderly and children don't even want to get off the kang. They stay on it all day long.

In the past, even if I wrapped myself in furs at home, I still shivered with cold and my teeth chattered. Now, when I sit on the kang, I feel so hot that I don't even want to wear clothes.

When they feel comfortable, the elderly and children also like to go out. When they go out, they carry a fire basket, so they don’t feel cold on the road. When they arrive at other people’s homes, they go to the kang as soon as they enter the house. The house is also warm. It’s great. The number of times they go out this winter is more than the sum of all the previous years.

This winter is the most comfortable winter for everyone.

When it gets cold, Su Qingmei also likes to stay at home.

Throwing various nuts and chestnuts into the fire tube, Xiaobao nestles beside her and stares at them. When she picks one out, Xiaobao follows her eyes, swallowing his saliva, waiting for her to peel it for him to eat.

He looks like a greedy little cat.

Those who don’t know think that she is starving the child.

Touching his little belly: "Xiaobao, you have eaten several chestnuts, you can’t eat anymore. Your little belly will be bloated and uncomfortable in a while."

Xiaobao shook his head unwillingly: "Still eating."

Su Qingmei glared at him, and he also looked at her, looking pitiful.

Su Qing'an was a little soft-hearted and couldn't bear to refuse: "Okay, then eat two more."

"Okay. Two."

The little hands clapped, and the eyes stared at her hands, like a baby bird waiting to be fed. The obedient and well-behaved look made Su Qing'an love him very much.

It's a pity that there are no sweet potatoes or sugar canes, otherwise roasted sweet potatoes and roasted sugar canes in winter would be the most comfortable to eat. It feels warm in the stomach.

Ruyi secretly fed Xiaobao another chestnut when Su Qing'an was not paying attention. The two looked at each other and smiled secretly as if they had found a treasure, thinking that Su Qing'an didn't see it.

The mother and daughter are both good at spoiling their children, and they don't want their children to be unhappy.

"Miss, let's make some rice cakes to eat."

Su Qing'an nodded: "Then grind some more glutinous rice flour, and I will make dumplings and cakes for you in a few days."

"Okay. I'll go soak the glutinous rice here!" Ruyi immediately got up and ran out. The cakes made by the young lady are really delicious. She is greedy again.

Seeing this, Mrs. Lu laughed and scolded, "She's crazy. Only here with the young lady. If she was in the governor's mansion, she would have been scolded long ago."

Xiaobao also imitated Mrs. Lu's words: "She's crazy."

This made Mrs. Lu and Su Qing'an laugh. He looked left and right and laughed too. Although he didn't know what the adults were laughing at, it didn't affect his happiness at all.

Su Qing'an smiled and said, "It's good for her to be like this. We are not outsiders."

Mrs. Lu was a little emotional: "The time I followed the young lady into the village was the happiest time for us mother and daughter in all our lives."

Su Jia'an and the others lived warmly and comfortably in the village, but they didn't know that the scene outside was completely different.