Fast Travel: Those Years of Saving Destiny

Rong Luo looked around and made sure that the area was flat, then he put down the spring bud in his arms and said, "Don't leave mother's sight."

Although Chun Ya is lively, she is also obedient. She immediately nodded her little head and responded, "Chun Ya listens to mother."

"Good boy, I'll make you stewed egg custard when I go back." Rong Luo tapped Chun Ya's nose before letting him move around, and she quickly rummaged around.

I have to say that Mrs. Song is really old-sighted. There are a lot of things in the place she chose. Not to mention the wild vegetables on the ground, just talking about the fungus, Rong Luo found several pieces. Although they were not big, they were packed together. Minato can also make two plates of food.

The usual potato and cabbage dishes are finally a change of taste.

Although Rong Luo was immersed in digging wild vegetables, she did not forget the spring buds. After digging for a while, she looked up and made sure that the spring buds were playing nearby and had not strayed too far, and then she continued digging with her head down.

Rong Luo's movements were not big or deliberate. One glance could tell that she was a person who cared about children. At least Mrs. Song felt comfortable in her eyes.

However, Mrs. Song's comfort did not last long, because her eldest daughter-in-law, whom she was most satisfied with, was often lost in thought. Not only squatting there motionless and pretending to be motionless, she did not even look at the child, looking at the iron egg covered with dirt. Comparing the clean Chun Ya beside her, even though Old Mrs. Song liked her grandson, she felt that Tiedan was a little embarrassed at this moment.

"cough cough"

Mrs. Song deliberately coughed a few times, and she didn't know whether it was because her voice was low or because Lian Qing didn't notice it. During this time, she didn't raise her head at all and continued to dig the soil in front of her. She saw that a small hole was almost dug in her area, and the basket The contents inside didn't increase at all, and Rong Luo, who was closest, finally couldn't help but reached out and pushed her gently.

"What's wrong?" Lian Qing looked over blankly.

Before Rong Luo could speak, Mrs. Song's voice sounded from behind her, "What do you mean by digging a basket of soil? Do you plan to eat soil at night?"

If it weren't for the close proximity, Rong Luo would have laughed. She raised her eyes quietly, looked at Old Mrs. Song's face full of depression, stood up and walked aside with a wink.

If she remembered correctly, she seemed to have seen some wild fruits near here just now.

Nowadays, there are not many fruits and they are expensive, so Rong Luo thought about picking some wild fruits to help Chun Ya appease his appetite.

When I got closer, I realized that they were actually blueberries. Rong Luoxi smiled immediately and hurriedly reached out and started picking. Maybe it took a long time to ripen, and some of them oozed juice when I touched them. What was finally picked in the basket was only half a bowl. , but it was enough to make Rong Luo happy.

On the way back, Chun Ya was sensible enough not to let Rong Luo hold her, but seeing the little girl stumbling down the mountain, Rong Luo still picked her up. Looking at Chun Ya struggling in his arms, he comforted her, "I'll wait until you grow up again." If you don't want me to hug you, you can go by yourself. If you want Mom to hug you by then, Mom won't be able to hug you."

Hearing this, Chunya gave up her struggle and said with a sweet voice, "Okay, when I grow up, I will go on my own so that my mother won't be tired."

The words of Nai Huhu combined with the little girl's cute face made Rong Luo feel soft in his heart.

The conversation between mother and daughter was warm and loving. Mrs. Song's gums were sore when she heard it, but she didn't say anything.

Mrs. Song is a patriarchal person, but if a mother protects her girl, she won't say anything. If a mother doesn't protect her, Mrs. Song won't take it seriously either.

This can be seen in the spring buds of the Rong Luo family and the spring grass of the Lian Qing family.

Perhaps it was because Rong Luo protected the spring buds so closely that Mrs. Song was not harsh on the spring buds at all. On the contrary, sometimes there would be spring buds with iron eggs.

On the other hand, Tiedan's sister, Lian Qing's youngest daughter Chun Cao, maybe because Lian Qing didn't value her, she was commanded by Mrs. Song to do housework at a young age. She was obviously only one year older than Chun Ya, but she was physically The skinny ones are not as good as spring buds.

But after all, she is someone else's girl. Although she is a sister-in-law, Rong Luo can't say anything. Her own mother doesn't care. What can she do as an aunt?

So after he separated from Old Mrs. Song at the entrance of the courtyard, Rong Luo heard the voice of Old Mrs. Song calling for spring grass from the next courtyard. There was also Lian Qing's voice mixed in. It was soft and weak, but at this moment Rong Luo was not at all different. Affection.

After all, after she understood the plot and knew that she was the control group of this sister-in-law, Rong Luo began to discover that her sister-in-law was not as peaceful and loving as she appeared at all, and she still had a selfish personality. There is a serious preference for boys over girls.

In the original book, the two sisters left the brigade at the same time, but came back a few years later because of their children. They disagreed with the original mother's neglect of the children for so many years. Lian Qing continued to help the children after leaving, so that in the end There was a happy reunion, but the original person lived a miserable and lonely life.

Comparing the images of the two people treating the child in his memory, Rong Luo was very suspicious. They treated the child like this, but the child could still forgive him. Could this be the halo of the heroine?

Shaking her head, Rong Luo didn't want to think about it anymore. After all, she had walked all afternoon. At this time, her legs were so weak that she just wanted to finish her meal and lie down in bed to rest.

As for the sound of calling spring grass next door, Rong Luo just pretended not to hear it. After all, she had never said it before, but even Qing, a mother, was not happy for her to preach, so why should she do that wasted effort, let alone That kid from Chuncao doesn't necessarily think she's good either.

Dinner was stewed egg custard and cabbage vermicelli, and with the egg custard in front of her, Chun Ya didn't even touch the cabbage and kept eating the egg custard.

Knowing that the child was greedy, Rong Luo just smiled and touched her head, "Eat slowly, and my mother will stew one for you every few days."

Chun Ya's eyes suddenly lit up, "Mom, is it true?

"Well, really, eat it quickly, the egg custard won't taste so good after it cools down." Rong Luo picked up a chopstick of cabbage and ate the black wowo in his hand. As soon as he took a bite of the wowo, he saw Chun Ya scooped up a spoonful of eggs and brought them over to her. Rong Luo quickly shook his head and refused, "If mom doesn't want to eat it, you can eat it."

Faced with Rong Luo's rejection, Chun Ya not only did not take back her hand, but moved closer.

Seeing this, Rong Luo could only take a small bite and said, "Mom, you eat it. You can eat it."

Seeing the missing piece on the spoon, Chunya took back the spoon and started eating with a smile.

After the meal, Rong Luo brought a large basin of hot water. After all, he had walked a lot today. He pressed Chun Ya and soaked her feet in the water for a while, then let her go and let her move around on the kang.

The remaining water was almost cold, so Rong Luo washed his socks neatly. Although they had holes, Rong Luo was still reluctant to throw them away in this era of lack of food and clothing. After all, this was how every household came here. , and some even don’t have any socks. She brought these socks when she went to the countryside, and she is now approaching retirement age.