Reborn as a widow in the 70s

At dawn, Song Xiuxiu smelled the strong aroma of beans wafting from the kitchen.

When she slowly opened her eyes and really smelled the fragrance, she remembered that Sanhong soaked soybeans yesterday and said she would grind soybean milk to drink this morning.

But she didn't expect Sanhong to get up so early.

Song Xiuxiu, who was greedy for the aroma of beans, was no longer sleepy, so she planned to get up and go to the kitchen to take a look.

As soon as she moved, the man next to her was awakened.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

As he spoke, the man stretched his big hand towards Song Xiuxiu's belly.

Perhaps because they felt their father's approach, the two little guys in the belly began to grumble and stir inside.

"Did the two little guys wake you up by torturing you?" the man asked in a hoarse voice.

Song Xiuxiu said with a smile: "It's not because of them, it's because of the greed in the stomach!"

After saying that, he pointed in the direction of the kitchen: "Sanhong is making soy milk, it smells really good!"

After saying that, she was about to stand up. Lu Aiguo hurriedly held her lower back and helped her sit up.

When Song Xiuxiu walked into the kitchen, boiling soy milk was slowly rolling in the pot on the stove.

San Hong squatted beside the stove and baked steamed buns.

"Third sister, why do you get up so early?"

Song Xiuxiu asked while picking up bowls and chopsticks.

Sanhong gestured to her second sister that the soy milk needed to be ground freshly. She was afraid of delaying the children's schooling, so she got up early.

Seeing that the soy milk was almost cooked, Song Xiuxiu took out a piece of pickle from the jar, washed it twice with water, then cut it into shreds and put it on a plate, poured a little sesame oil on it and mixed it.

After Sanhong baked the buns, he scrambled a plate of eggs.

As soon as the food was set, Lu Aiguo walked in with his two children.

Yaya was still rubbing her sleepy eyes and felt a little dazed, but as soon as she entered the kitchen and smelled the strong aroma of beans, she immediately became energetic.

"Mom, I'm hungry!"

Ya Ya looked at the pot of milky white soy milk and swallowed greedily.

Song Xiuxiu said with a smile: "Are you hungry or greedy?"

Yaya looked up at her mother and laughed twice!

"When mommy combs your hair, we'll eat!"

With that said, he pulled Yaya into the bedroom and started combing her hair.

In the kitchen, Sanhong brought steamed buns and scrambled eggs to the table. Lu Aiguo began to fill the bowl with soy milk, while Zhao Xuewen helped with the bowl.

After the family finished eating, Lu Aiguo took his two children and went out.

Song Xiuxiu walked slowly in the yard with her back and belly supported, while Sanhong took out the thermos bucket that she had used to prepare meals in the kitchen.

Then he filled a thermos bucket full of hot soy milk, and finally added a tablespoon of sugar before closing the lid.

When Song Xiuxiu saw her carrying a thermos bucket to go out, she smiled and said, "Are you going to deliver soy milk to Xiao Liu in the cafeteria?"

Sanhong nodded sheepishly.

"People lent us stones for grinding. We really need to thank them very much. Be careful on the road!"

Sanhong nodded and walked out of the house.

By the time she arrived at the canteen, it was already past meal preparation time, and the kitchen staff were packing up and preparing to eat.

After Sanhong came in, she didn't see Liu Donglin there, so she asked an older sister she knew well about Liu Donglin's whereabouts.

The eldest sister said that he hadn't come in the morning, and someone from his dormitory asked for leave for him, saying he seemed to be sick.

After hearing the news, Sanhong thanked her eldest sister and walked straight to the boys' dormitory.

At this time, Liu Donglin was lying on the kang in a daze, frowning and feeling very uncomfortable.

Yesterday, he had been feeling dizzy after delivering the stone mill to San Hong. In addition, after hearing San Hong say that he might not come to the cafeteria for food again, he felt as if there was a stone stuck in his heart.

After forcing myself to finish cooking dinner, I packed a lunch box of food and took it back to the dormitory.

Since he is the chef in the cafeteria, he lives in a separate room.

That night, Liu Donglin didn't eat much, but he drank a whole bottle of Yushu Daqu by himself.

Just like that, I don't know whether he was drunk or sleepy. He kept mumbling Sanhong's name and fell asleep in a daze.

Since he has to go to the cafeteria to cook every day, Liu Donglin is always the first person to get up in the dormitory, but today everyone in the next room has already gotten up and he hasn't gotten up yet.

The man opened his door out of curiosity, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw Liu Donglin lying on the kang with a red face and smell of alcohol.

It took the man a while to wake up Liu Donglin's consciousness.

Just listen to Liu Donglin's unclear words: "Please help me ask for leave, I don't feel well!"

Seeing that he really seemed to be sick, the man said, "Would you like me to help you find a doctor?"

Liu Donglin closed his eyes and shook his head: "No, I'll go by myself when I wake up later!"

The man thought it was not serious and he was in a hurry to go to work, so he hurried to the canteen to ask for leave for him.

After the man left, Liu Donglin fell asleep again.

The dream was all about the day when I saw Sanhong being caught by bad guys in the market and struggling desperately.

A pair of big tearful eyes looked particularly pitiful and touching when he looked at him, which made Liu Donglin standing in the crowd unable to help but come to his rescue.

Her bright smile, her shy coquettishness, all kept flashing in Liu Donglin's dreams...

"Squeak!" The door was pushed open, and Song Sanhong walked in with her head tilted.

Liu Donglin's shoes and coats were all thrown on the ground. There was a small square table on the kang, with leftover food and knocked over wine bottles scattered on it.

Liu Donglin was lying next to him, sleeping soundly with his arms stretched out.

He was only wearing a thin undershirt, covered with an old cotton-padded jacket that he usually wore when working, and his face was flushed abnormally.

Sanhong stepped forward and pushed him a few times, but found that he couldn't wake him up at all, so she reached out to test the temperature of his forehead and found that it was boiling hot.

San Hong panicked for a moment, but quickly calmed down.

She tried hard to recall how her eldest and second sisters took care of her sick eldest and second sisters when she was a child.

Then they took care of Liu Donglin according to their original method.

She first put the thermos bucket on the table nearby, and then went to find hot water.

But there is only one thermos bottle in the room which is still empty. This is a dormitory where everyone eats from the canteen and doesn’t know how to cook, so there is no cooking stove.

Seeing that there was no hot water, everyone else in the dormitory also went to work, which made San Hong very anxious.

At this moment, Aunt Zhang, who usually helped Liu Donglin cook, came. She originally wanted to talk to Liu Donglin about something today, but he didn't come to work, so she came to look for him after get off work.

Seeing Sanhong standing in the yard and almost crying, Aunt Zhang hurriedly asked what was going on.

Seeing Sanhong shaking the thermos bottle in her hand, Aunt Zhang immediately understood what was going on.

"You want to get hot water, don't you?"

Sanhong nodded.

"It's okay, go to the cafeteria to get a drink, there is hot water there all day long!"

After saying that, he asked again: "Is Liu Donglin here?"

Sanhong pointed in the direction of the house. Aunt Zhang walked in, but came out soon.

"Liu Donglin has a fever, why don't you call a doctor?"

After her reminder, Sanhong remembered to ask a doctor, but she had forgotten about it in a hurry just now.

So Sanhong gestured to Aunt Zhang twice and asked her to help take care of Liu Donglin.

Then he ran out without caring whether the other party understood or not.