Chapter 983 Twenty Dollars

Until it was dark, there was finally a sound of footsteps outside. It was Changsheng's footsteps. The houses in the village were not very soundproof, and there were only three people in the family, so it was very easy to identify a person's footsteps. Changsheng's mother's steps were a bit slow, and her heels liked to drag on the ground, while Changsheng was a more impatient person, so his footsteps on the ground were very heavy.

Changsheng came back, and sure enough, Changsheng's mother outside shouted, obviously relieved. It is said that a mother worries about her son when he travels a thousand miles away, but just after going down the mountain once, she was worried about not being able to eat or sleep. If she went out to work, whether the old man would still be alive or not, it is no wonder that the ancients said, parents are still alive, don't travel far.

It's good to have a mother.

Yan Huan hugged her quilt.

Really, it's good to have a mother. At that time, there was a mother. No matter whether they had money or not, the mother never let her suffer a little. Her growth was no less than that of other children.

There was some bitterness in her eyes, but she quickly suppressed it.

You can't cry here, and if you cry, you can only bear it yourself. It's always like this. What's the point of crying? This is not filming a crying scene, this is living. It's impossible to call a cut and start over again if you don't film it well once.

Life is not a play. She can only move forward, not backward.

She sat up, put on her shoes, and then went to the kitchen to take out the food she had warmed in the pot.

Changsheng was really hungry, so he picked up the bowl and ate it voraciously.

Yan Huan didn't know what it was like down the mountain, but if Changsheng was so hungry, then he should have had nothing to eat outside. It's no wonder. It's not easy for people in the village to make money. They have to walk so far to sell the things in the village outside to exchange for some necessary daily necessities.

And Changsheng's mother looked at her son with a smile, and kept saying in her mouth, asking him to eat slowly and not to choke in a hurry.

On the ground on one side, there was a pile of things, and these were all brought back by Changsheng, but the eggs were gone, and I think the eggs were sold with them.

"These eggs sold for a lot of money," Changsheng took a bite of rice and said, "It is said that people in the city love our eggs, because they don't eat feed, they are all raised by themselves, so there is no pollution. The eggs sold for a lot of money, and I bought all these, and there are still a lot left."

"Okay, okay," Changsheng's mother smiled and put away all the things, including the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar for daily use, which were all bought this time. Yan Huan put all these back in the kitchen. Only when she saw this, she could feel that she was still living under the same sky with Lu Yi. Otherwise, she would sometimes wonder if she had traveled through time again and became a farming woman.

She filled the salt jar and tied the mouth of the unfilled ones and put them away. She would eat the rest after eating them. However, there were only three people in the family, and they didn't eat much salt. This jar of salt might be enough for the whole family to eat for about a year.

After she had tidied up the things in the kitchen, Changsheng's mother called her and stuffed some money into her hand. It was not much, just about twenty yuan.

"Aunt, I can't take this," Yan Huan handed it to Changsheng's mother again. She didn't do anything, but she still ate and drank from others. She owed them too much. How could she take their money?

"Take it. Buy some urgent things on weekdays," Changsheng's mother stuffed the money into Yan Huan's hand again. These are all earned by cutting hair for others. You can use it for emergencies.

Yan Huan really didn't want it at first, but when she thought about her own return home, she could only hold on to the money in her hand and put it in her pocket.

This money should be enough to make a public phone call, right? And she really needs money, at least, money for a phone call.

When she went back, she stuffed twenty yuan under her pillow, and this twenty yuan was the only money she could take out.

There were still a few days before the Chinese New Year, and Changsheng's mother didn't go out. She was making cotton clothes for three people at home every day. There was cotton at home, and now there was cloth. Although the clothes might not look very good, they were warm to wear. Changsheng's mother's eyes were still good, so she was good at doing these things. Changsheng was still busy in the fields every day. The weather was not that cold, and the weeds in the fields should be pulled out. As for Yan Huan, there were still many people coming to get their hair cut, so it didn't take long for her to save a basket of eggs. They left some for themselves. These eggs still had to be sold outside, and then the relief money from the village was collected.

Because the village is so poor, the government will give each villager some relief money every New Year. I don’t know how much it is, but it should be a lot. It only happens once a year, so at least they can have a good New Year.

Changsheng still took these eggs and his own family’s storage to the outermost to sell. This time he came back and basically bought everything he needed at home.

So this time they went out for a whole day again, and Yan Huan still didn’t go with them.

She touched the twenty yuan in her pocket, wondering when she would be able to return home, and it had been almost half a year since she arrived here. During these six months, she didn't know whether the cowardly Xunxun at home was Have they grown up and stopped being picky eaters? Are the other two children also able to talk and walk?

"Xiao Yan, someone is getting a haircut outside," Changsheng's mother called to Yan Huan in the room, and also helped to greet people.

"Here we come," Yan Huan quickly wiped his eyes, stuffed all the money into the pillow, and then walked out.

She had her hair cut, and there were five more eggs at home. There were no eggs at home before, but now they have them. At noon, she can scramble one egg as a dish.

And when she scrambled a plate of eggs, she knew that even if Changsheng's mother didn't eat them, she wouldn't eat them either. They were all reserved for Changsheng. Of course, she wouldn't eat them secretly. She just needed to be fed and clothed now, but that's all. She was used to eating one less egg, and of course she had no complaints. She thought that there would be some imbalance in her heart if someone else ate the eggs she earned. After all, she was still eating other people's food and living in other people's property.

She put the eggs on the rice, then warmed them in the pot for Changsheng, and then came out to eat the rice with Changsheng's mother.