Chapter 962 Qinghua and Yan Huan

She is now counting the time, days, and months. After this winter, she can go home. Therefore, no matter how bitter, cold, or sad she is now, she must persevere.

She put some more firewood on the stove, then opened the door and walked out. When she came back, she had another bundle of firewood in her arms. As she fell, there was a lightness on her body. She turned back and blinked. The snow fell on her eyelashes and instantly melted into water droplets, which wetted her long eyelashes.

Thank you. She narrowed her long eyelashes and now she can face the people in the village calmly. When she saw her face for the first time, she was afraid to see people for several days. After all, she has been beautiful since her last life. Her mother gave birth to her very well. From a young age, what she heard the most was that she was beautiful, exquisite, and beautiful. But suddenly, she found that her beauty had always attracted her. The proud face was gone, and she was hit hard, no less than the earth was shattering, but it only took a few days for her to figure it out.

The life she was living now, she would rather live with such an ugly face than with a beautiful face.

I'll hold it for you. The person speaking was a man, very thin, with a dark and red face. In fact, it was this man who fished her out of the water and was also her savior.

His name is Changsheng, and he is a native of this village. After other young people in the village have gone out to work, he is the only one who stays here, farming a few acres of land at home, and taking his mother with him. There are only two people in his family, namely him and Changsheng's mother. If he leaves, what will his mother, who has been a widow all her life, do?

However, Chang Sheng has a lot of strength, and he also has a lot of good hands when it comes to farming. He is diligent and has good hands. However, the resources in the village must be limited. With just a few acres of land, he can grow enough food all year round. The food is good, let alone saving money. In the village, people from outside are not willing to marry in, and those who marry in cannot go out again, so there are still several old boys like Chang Sheng in the village, but... Even now, they have not married a wife. In the whole village, the oldest bachelor is already over forty years old. Even a sow is rare in the village, let alone a person, a living woman.

Changsheng put all the firewood into this broken room. This was the place where people in the village used to live. After that family moved away, the house was empty and there was nothing valuable in it. But it's still liveable, and it can provide shelter from the wind and rain.

Thank you, Yan Huan said thank you again, and she carried all the firewood inside. The frostbite on her hands was particularly obvious, and each finger was swollen like a carrot, but she didn't care at all.

It's okay. Changsheng touched his head. Maybe he was embarrassed. After all, there are quite a few young girls in the village, and most of them are very discerning. They also like to work outside and see some big cities. Those who go out will never come back. Even if they come back, they will take everyone at home away. No matter how bad it is outside, it is still much better than their poor mountains and valleys. Even The farts of those city people smell good.

By the way, look at him, he has forgotten all the important things and he took out a small bag from his body.

"Xiaoyan, I'll give this to you. Just make peace with it for now. When spring comes, everything will be fine."

Yan Huan took the bag. It was a small cloth bag. She didn't know what was in it. She opened it and took a look. She was stunned for a moment. It was nothing else. It was a small bag of rice, which was grown by the people in the mountains. Yes, she made it by herself, and this bag, no more, no less, weighs about ten kilograms. These ten kilograms of rice, plus the rest of her rice, will definitely be enough for her to last through the whole winter.

However, she tightened her grip on the rice bag in her hand.

"Changsheng, what about your family?"

"My family..." Changsheng chuckled, "You don't know the situation of my family. My mother and I have enough food at home. No matter what, it's better than your place. You need to eat this rice first." It doesn’t matter whether it’s cold or frozen while eating, but people can’t be hungry.”

"Thank you," Yan Huan held the rice bag in his arms. The temperature of the rice bag could be felt on his fingers. It seemed to bring longevity and hope.

Yes, it doesn't matter if you're cold or freezing, you can endure it, but if you're hungry, what should you do?

She has remembered the love of Chang Sheng, and when she goes home in the future, she will definitely repay them, ten times, no, a thousand times, ten thousand times.

Changsheng looked at the window for a long time, and then left thoughtfully. Yan Huan carefully poured the rice from the rice bag into the jar, and then hid it. Although the people in the mountains were simple and simple, she was She can't afford to gamble. This is her only food. No matter how much she has, she won't be able to have it. If she goes outside, no matter what, she can still make money even if she is picking up rags or begging for food. With money, She can call home, and with money, she can go home.

After eating, she walked out again, wanting to pick up more firewood and put it away. The more firewood she put out, the better. It would be best if she could block the windows so that she wouldn't get cold at night.

And she didn't know that at this moment, not far away, a sneaky man was staring at her. What kind of light was shining in those cloudy eyes?

Yan Huan carried all the firewood on her back. She felt like she had really become Qinghua. A little girl from a mountain valley, she didn't know if her way home would be like Qinghua, full of all kinds of drama along the way. But she knew very well that reality is reality, stories are stories, and movies are movies. That is not reality, nor is it life. Life is full of all kinds of uncertainties and surprises. There may be surprises, but what is in the surprise, you can only know it when you encounter it.

Qinghua is Qinghua, and Yan Huan is just Yan Huan.

Her life, it must be said, is really hard in this life. Perhaps it can really be said that the year she was 28 was a milestone in her life. In her previous life, she did not live to the age of 28, but in this life, she lived past the age of 28.

And she still wanted to continue to live, always, always, and continue to live.

She picked up enough firewood. At this time, the sky was a little dark, and she couldn't feel how cold it was. It might be because she had been out for a long time and adapted to the weather at this time, so it was not as cold as at the beginning, so cold and biting.