Double Life: My whole world is you

Soon we got home. The two uncles also built a two-and-a-half-story house in 06. The new house is right in front of the primary school, less than meters away from the school, which is very convenient. The back door of the house faces the school. Usually the back door is not open. Go around the side door to the front door. The eldest uncle's house is on the left, and the younger uncle's house is on the right. Grandma lives in the younger uncle's house. She built a small kitchen in one of the eldest uncle's houses. Cheng Qiao threw her schoolbag in the room and went to the kitchen to find her grandmother. At this time, her grandmother was preparing firewood to boil water and cook noodles. It was a small kitchen of only three or four square meters. There was a small stove with only a pot on the left, and a shabby wooden cabinet on the right. It could only hold a few bowls. Next to the cabinet was a dark red plastic bucket. There were two wooden chairs that could only seat half of the buttocks. One of the chairs was uneven. Grandma always sat on that chair. This small kitchen had no exhaust. Every time a fire was lit, the whole house was filled with oil smoke...

Cheng Qiao excitedly went over and gave her grandma a big hug, "Grandma, I'm back!"

"Kid, you're back so you come back. Go and do your homework. I'll call you when the food downstairs is ready." Grandma pushed her away.

"There is not much homework today, I can help you." Cheng Qiao said happily.

"How can you help me?" Grandma asked with a smile.

Thinking that she can't cook now, Cheng Qiao feels helpless. Although her family is not well off, she has lived with her grandmother since she was a child and has never asked her to do any heavy work, even washing clothes and cooking. She would just sweep the floor occasionally. Later, she lived with Cheng's mother and was spoiled in every way. Her grandmother and Cheng's mother always said, "It's not easy to be a woman. You have to do everything when you go to someone else's home, but you have to do it at home. You should enjoy the blessing for every day you can." So although her family is not well off, she has been spoiled since she was a child and has not suffered any grievances. She is grateful and deeply loves everyone and this world that warms her. Her cooking skills were also practiced at home during the years of the epidemic in her previous life.

"I, I can help you burn firewood." Cheng Qiao responded confidently.

"I don't want you to burn it. You're just wasting firewood." Grandma said, "This room is hot and full of smoke. Go read a book first."

Grandma pushed her out and lit the torch swiftly. She put a few sticks of wood into the stove, then stood up and poured the water from the bucket into the pot. Cheng Qiao watched with tears in her eyes. She lived like this in her previous life until she graduated from junior high school and left her grandmother. But every time she came back, her grandmother would be busy in the stove cooking a bowl of hot noodles for them. When Cheng's mother talked to her about the past, she cried and said, "I can never eat the noodles she cooked again." She never came back until her grandmother passed away. By then, her two uncles had bought houses in the city, and they could not go back to the countryside once a year...

At this time, grandma had already poured lard from a ceramic jar into the pot. She looked up and saw her crying outside the door. She quickly put down what she was holding, ran out and asked anxiously, "Why are you crying? Are you choking on the smoke?"

"Yes." Cheng Qiao said coquettishly, "I am already feeling depressed outside, and you must be feeling even more uncomfortable inside. So, grandma, let me help you light the fire."

"Child, I'm used to it. You're still young, and too much smoke is not good." Grandma handed her the bucket and said, "Why don't you go get some water?"

"Okay, grandma." Cheng Qiao happily took the bucket and ran to the well.

The two uncles are currently sharing a well. This well was dug by the younger uncle because the younger uncle's house was built first. For the time being, the younger uncle's conditions are better than those of the older uncle. The younger uncle is a mold maker and works in a factory in another province. The salary is quite high. For the time being, there is only one child, cousin Yingying, who has not yet gone to school. She can't remember what the older uncle does for the time being. She only remembers that when he was young, the older uncle drove a tractor and followed his younger uncle to do work. Although he made some money, it was also very hard. The older uncle has two children. Cousin Yanzi is nine years old and is in the fourth grade this year. Cousin Yangyang is four years old and has not gone to school. At this time, kindergartens were not popular in rural areas. Generally, children went to a preschool class at the age of five and then went directly to elementary school. The two uncles work outside, and the two aunts take care of the children at home.

At this time, my aunt was washing vegetables by the well, and my cousin Yan Zi was helping her scoop water. Cheng Qiao walked over and greeted her, "Aunt, Xiao Yan Zi."

"Qiaojie." Cousin Yan Zi looked up and called out with a smile.

My aunt nodded and continued to wash the dishes in her hands. Cheng Qiao walked up and asked, "Aunt, do you need help?"

My aunt didn't respond to her. After a while, she pulled my cousin and said, "Let's go back and cook."

The cousin nodded at her and followed her aunt. Cheng Qiao felt helpless as she looked at their backs. At that time, she actually understood that her two aunts were dissatisfied with her grandmother taking care of her, but they did not express it openly. After all, they had been together for several years, and they would definitely have their own opinions after a long time. But her two aunts were usually very nice to her. She probably behaved like this because she had a quarrel with her grandmother...

After scooping up some water, Cheng Qiao shakily carried the bucket towards grandma's small kitchen. Grandma saw him and quickly took it over, scolding him, "You, don't you know to carry less? You can eat it after the wood sticks in it are burned out."

"Great! Grandma's noodles are the best." Cheng Qiao said happily, "I must eat three big bowls."

"Okay." Grandma said kindly, "There are your favorite millet cakes and eggs."

Soon, grandma took out two porcelain bowls, filled them with noodles and handed them to her. Cheng Qiao was a little helpless, because the amount of rice in that bowl was at least three times the size of her current rice bowl. She thought that in order to control her figure, she only ate half a bowl of rice with the smallest bowl at home. But seeing such a big bowl of noodles now, Cheng Qiao took the noodles from her grandma and started to eat them on a small wooden board. At this time, grandma also picked up a bowl of noodles and saw that her bowl was covered with millet cakes and a big purse-shaped eyebrow in the middle, while grandma's bowl only had a few noodles and soup. Cheng Qiao quickly gave the egg chicken to her grandma.

Grandma quickly handed her the egg again and said, "Eat it quickly. Eggs are good for your body. I'm old now and I feel uncomfortable if I eat too much at night."

"Grandma, I like millet cakes, not eggs." Cheng Qiao avoided her grandmother and said, "Grandma, please help me eat some. I want to eat another bowl. You know I like millet cakes the most."

"Be good and eat the eggs. You are growing up now. Our family is not well off right now and we can't give you other things to supplement your body. We raised this chicken for free." Grandma said, "I know you love me. When you grow up, you will have the chance to honor me."

"Grandma, you always say that." Hearing her words, Cheng Qiao's eyes moistened again, "You always say later."

Grandma handed the eggs to Hao Chengqiao and said with a smile, "Silly girl, you have a lot to grow up with. Grandma wants to see you go to college. When you get a job, you can buy eggs for grandma. Not just eggs, I also like to eat preserved eggs."

"Okay!" Cheng Qiao nodded vigorously, as if promising herself, "Grandma, I will definitely come back to see you more often in the future."