A car accident, our family of three crossed

As soon as the food was served, Hang's mother picked up her chopsticks and started eating without saying a word.

Song Ning called Hang Shuheng and his son, and when the family of three came to the dinner table, they were all stunned!

I saw Hang's mother sitting there burping and picking her teeth with a pair of chopsticks. The table full of pretty good food was eaten up by her in no time, leaving only leftovers, which made people lose their appetite.

"Are you full?" Song Ning asked, pursing his lips.

Hang's mother was unhappy and banged the bowls and plates with the chopsticks she was using to pick her teeth, "Where did we get the old hen?"

"It's an old hen! I went to Aunt Dachun's house yesterday to buy it specially. I wanted to give it to you to nourish your body." Song Ning put on a full show and did not hesitate to say a few words against his will.

"Humph! Who cares about a spendthrift woman?"

With a "clang", Hang's mother threw the chopsticks on the table, stood up and walked out.

Song Ning didn't care about it. She was not used to the old woman having a good face.

But those chopsticks were really disgusting, and she planned to burn them as fire pokers next time she cooked.

Feeling that the aura around him had changed, Song Ning held his hand and shook it gently.

Hang Shuheng looked at Hang's mother's back coldly, not knowing what he was thinking. Suddenly, his palms felt warm and his expression turned from gloomy to bright. He shook the other person's hand in return.

The family of three had a simple lunch. Yangyang was not picky about food and didn't care much about it. The couple didn't have much appetite and just ate a few bites.

After the meal, Yangyang still remembered that Song Ning could not touch cold water, so he kindly helped to clean up, which earned him praise from Hang Shuheng. The actions of the father and son really made Song Ning laugh and cry.

After packing everything, Hang Shuheng planned to go to Shuisheng's house and invited Song Ning to go with him. Song Ning thought that instead of fighting with the old woman at home, it would be better to ignore it, so he happily went with him.

When they arrived at Shuisheng's house, the two brothers had just finished their meal and were now enjoying the cool in the yard. Shuisheng was carving something with a palm-sized piece of wood in his hand. When he saw the visitor, he quickly greeted them, "Uncle Hengzi, Auntie, why are you here?"

Mudun pulled Yangyang and ran towards the kitchen.

"Yangyang, I'll take you to see some good stuff."

The two ran to the water tank next to the kitchen door, squatted in front of a wooden barrel and looked inside. Soon they heard Yangyang's excited shouts.

"Wow! It's shrimps, so many shrimps!" He was eager to convey his joy to Song Ning, turned around and waved at her, saying: "Mom, come and see, Brother Mudun has caught a lot of shrimps!"

"Really? Let me take a look." Song Ning came over in a supportive manner. He saw that there were so many of them jumping around. "So many! Mudun, did you catch all of these? Great!"

Mu Dun was very happy to be praised, and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Well, I put the steamer in the river yesterday, and I got this much when I retrieved it this morning."

"Be careful when you go to the river. Don't go into deep water, okay?" After all, he was just a boy, so Song Ning still gave him a few more words of warning.

"Don't worry, auntie. I won't go into deep water, and I can swim."

"Even if you can swim, you can't go into deep water. There's a saying that those who drown are those who can swim, so you still have to pay attention to safety, okay?"

"understood."

Song Ning had only been here twice. Last time, he did not stay for long and did not take a good look at the place where the two brothers lived. But now, when he looked around, he found that this small yard was tidy and there were some vegetables planted in the corner.

"Who usually cleans this yard?"

"It's me." Mudun squatted on the ground, picked up a small branch and started scratching it.

"You cleaned it up really well. Mudun is really capable." Song Ning praised without reservation.

Their parents died early, which enabled them to be self-reliant. It is very rare that these two brothers did not develop some bad habits.

In Song Ning's mind, their parents both died in an accident without leaving them any words. They only left them some carpentry tools, this house to shelter them from the wind and rain, and an old cow.

Shuisheng was only as big as Mudun at that time. He was forced to grow up at a young age. Not only did he have to take care of his younger brother, but he also had to work to support his family.

Fortunately, he inherited his father's craft and became a carpenter. He even surpassed his father. Now, any family in the village who needs to make a table or bench is happy to find him.

Song Ning noticed the patch on Mudun's clothes, which was sewn crookedly like a caterpillar. She pursed her lips and smiled. It turned out that this child was not good at sewing clothes!

"Did you sew this dress yourself?"

Mudun looked down and was immediately embarrassed. He knew that his sewing was too ugly and he made a fool of himself by his aunt.

"Hehe... I, I'm not very good at sewing."

"Are there any torn clothes at home? Take them out. You can also take out the ones that have been sewn. Auntie will take them apart and sew them again for you." Song Ning's motherly love was rarely overflowing.

Upon hearing this, Mudun ran back to the house and quickly brought out a pile of old clothes and a sewing basket.

Song Ning took a stool and sat in the shade, and began to sew. She didn't plan to mend some clothes that were too old and had too many patches, so she asked Mudun to pick them out and keep them for wearing when working.

Here, Shuisheng brought Hang Shuheng to the temporary shed he built and showed him the results of his hard work for several days.

"Uncle Hengzi, take a look at this chair, is it okay?"

In just three days, the rough framework of the chair had been made, which was something Hang Shuheng had not expected. After all, this was much more complicated than the tables and benches he usually made.

"You've accomplished this in just three days, you're really good!" Hang Shuheng patted Shuisheng on the shoulder and gave him great affirmation.

Shuisheng scratched his head and said, "I haven't taken any work these days, so I thought I'd make this chair first."

"Don't rush things, slow work makes fine work."

"Don't worry uncle, I'll save it."

When Shuisheng came out of the shed and saw Song Ning sewing a pile of clothes, he was embarrassed and ran over like a gust of wind.

"Aunt, how...how can I let you do these things...we can do it ourselves..." He looked at the pile of clothes at a loss, in addition to Mudun's clothes, there were also his.

Normally, they would just sew up their clothes and continue wearing them when they were torn. This was the first time someone had sewed clothes for them since his mother passed away. He felt touched but also a little embarrassed.

Shuisheng couldn't help but glare at Mudun. Mudun received his brother's warning look and turned around guiltily, squatting and leaving his back to him.

Song Ning had patched the last piece of clothing and folded it neatly. While doing the work at hand, she complained: "How can you do such delicate sewing? You are so clumsy! You sew like a caterpillar."

Shuisheng's face instantly turned red because of this. After all, what his aunt said was true. He was good at dealing with wood, but it was really hard to describe when it came to mending clothes...

"It's all sewn up, put it back in the house!"

"okay!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mudun turned around, picked up the clothes and sewing basket and went back into the house.