With the purchasing system in hand, he is worshipped as a god by international students

The snow in Harbin has melted.

The lake was frozen with thick ice.

Early in the morning, Qiu Ling drove past the lake and saw a group of people lined up in a long queue, skating across the lake.

They slid from one end to the other, then went ashore and left, one after another, as if they were playing some kind of relay game.

Duoduo was pulled out of bed by Qiu Ling. He was lying there feeling sleepy when he first got in the car. But when he saw something fun outside, he immediately turned over and got up, tapping the window with his paws, and couldn't wait to go down and have fun.

You can hear the laughter coming from outside through the window.

It must be fun to skate on the ice!

In the past, she had only seen northerners sledding on frozen lakes on Tik Tok. Now that she was there in person, she was naturally very excited!

Qiu Ling thought so, but still retracted his gaze and stared at the road ahead, "Let's finish the work first, then we can go~"

Duoduo seemed to understand and stopped whimpering. Instead, he retracted his paws and lay there quietly and expectantly without moving.

Qiu Ling came to the morning market every day, and over time she reached a tacit understanding with all the stall owners.

They will prepare what Qiu Ling needs in advance, which also makes Qiu Ling's morning market shopping trip faster.

After quickly finishing her shopping, Qiu Ling went to a more remote residential area according to the address provided by Luo Guixiang.

There are clusters of bungalows here, and each family lives in a large yard. Almost every household has a tree in the yard that climbs over the wall, but most of them are bare now.

Different from the well-arranged houses in the south, the houses in the north are more like well-organized Tetris blocks, with every household next to each other.

A big road leads directly to every house. There are so many houses that Qiu Ling took a long time to find the house number of Luo Guixiang's house.

At this moment, her chimney was busy spewing out white smoke.

Qiu Ling knocked on the door three times and heard a male voice from inside: "Guixiang, someone is looking for you."

Luo Guixiang ran out of the kitchen to open the door. Seeing the person wearing the same clothes as yesterday, she recognized him at a glance, "Sister, come in quickly!"

Qiu Ling pulled Duoduo out, "Can it come in? Don't worry, it won't make any noise."

Luo Guixiang looked down and said, "Is this a dog? Oh my god, it's really exquisite, it's even wearing clothes!

You can come in, come in quickly! "

This place is very unfamiliar. I took a few more steps and sniffed to make sure there was no danger in the house before I slowly stepped in.

The layout of the house is very neat, surrounded by walls on all sides, with a large bungalow standing in the middle.

There is a vegetable field beside the dam, which is bare like the flower beds at the corners of the walls on both sides. Despite this, the whole courtyard is still clean and bright.

There was a stove burning in the main room, and the hot air hit me as I entered the room.

"This is Miss Qiu, come in and sit down!"

Inside, a man in a wheelchair greeted Qiu Ling enthusiastically. It looked like he couldn't wait to stand up from the wheelchair to greet her.

Luo Guixiang glared at the man and said unhappily, "Why are you arguing? If you scare me, I'll cut you!"

Turning back, she smiled and looked at Qiu Ling, "This is my man, Ma Liang."

Qiu Ling: “Ma Liang?”

Ma Liang said cheerfully: "Yes, you heard it right, it's the Ma Liang from the magic brush Ma Liang."

"You are so shameless!" Luo Guixiang glanced at her man and turned back to pour water for Qiu Ling. "There is no tea at home, only hot water. You can drink it."

Qiu Ling took off his hat and gloves and took the enamel cup. "Hot water will do. Thank you."

"You're welcome, coming here is like going home!

Well, I have some food cooking in the pot, why don’t you sit here for a while? "While speaking, Luo Guixiang glanced outside the house intentionally or unintentionally.

Qiu Ling put down the enamel cup and stood up. "Do you mind if I go with you to visit?"

"Of course I don't mind!"

Luo Guixiang led Qiu Ling out of the main room and came to the separate kitchen on the left.

Duoduo followed closely, and when they reached the kitchen door, he stuck his head inside, his nostrils opening and closing, and saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth.

Oh, that's so shameful!

Qiu Ling held his forehead helplessly and said, "Go, go, go back to the main room."

After all, they have been together for three months, and Qiu Ling knows Duoduo's character too well. If it can't control itself and steals food in the kitchen, that pot of food will be lost.

But Duoduo was unwilling and stayed at the door, refusing to leave. After Qiu Ling glared at it, it reluctantly took two steps away, then lay down, and refused to move no matter what.

Only then did Qiu Ling feel at ease walking into the kitchen. It was a spacious room with two large earthen stoves in the middle and two large iron pots on the stoves.

At this moment, sauerkraut vermicelli was stewed in one pot, and braised pork was stewed in the other pot.

The air was filled with a faint sour smell and the aroma of braised five-spice.

"It smells so good!" Saliva was secreted crazily in Qiu Ling's mouth.

Luo Guixiang smiled with satisfaction: "I'll serve some separately later, and you can taste it."

"That's daring!"

Qiu Ling said this and looked around the kitchen.

By the window was a table made of a bench and wooden boards. On it were several medium-sized iron basins filled with chopped potatoes, radishes and beans, while in a large iron basin on the far right was a clean aluminum lunch box.

Behind the earthen stove was a wall full of dry firewood, and on the ground were several nylon bags filled with dried corn cobs.

The whole kitchen is neither crowded nor messy, and overall it is very lifelike.

While Luo Guixiang was turning the pot, she said to Qiu Ling, "I clean this kitchen every day after cooking. It is absolutely clean. I also buy the ingredients at the morning market every day. They are guaranteed to be fresh."

After looking at them one by one, Qiu Ling was quite satisfied: "I can see that other kitchens have been used for a long time, and there is either smoke everywhere or the counters are black, but your kitchen is very clean. After seeing it, I feel more at ease."

Hearing Qiu Ling say this, Luo Guixiang breathed a sigh of relief.

"The kitchen is full of fumes. Why don't you go to the main room and wait for me? I have two more dishes and I'll cook them right away."

"to make."

With a glance at her heart, Qiu Ling pulled Duoduo into the main room again. This time, she realized that everything was placed very low, even the dining table and the benches were low. This left a large area of ​​white space in the upper half of the space, making the spacious main room seem even more empty and monotonous.

Not only that, Qiu Ling also discovered that there were no thresholds in all the rooms here. When she thought of Ma Liang sitting in a wheelchair, she realized that all the layouts here were designed to facilitate his touching and moving around.

"You think my family is weird?"

Qiu Ling was watching when suddenly Ma Liang said something.

Qiu Ling realized that her scrutiny might be a little impolite, and just as she was about to explain, she heard Ma Liang continue, "Five years ago, I broke my leg on a construction site, and accidentally paralyzed my lower body for life. At that time, Guixiang and I had just been married for a year.

I told her to kick me out, but she refused and made the house into this state.

All the good luck in my life was used to meet Luo Guixiang, but she was unlucky to have a disabled husband like me. "

When Ma Liang said this, his expression showed both helplessness and happiness.

It feels like they are showing off their affection.

Qiu Ling naturally understood the deeper meaning of his words and completely suppressed the trace of sympathy in her eyes.

Whether a person or a family is happy does not come from the evaluation of the outside world, but from one's own feelings.

Qiu Ling half-jokingly said, "Sister Luo is usually gentle and kind, unlike most northern women. But Brother Ma, you are a passionate person like most northern men."

Ma Liang secretly glanced outside the house and complained in a low voice: "What you see is all an illusion! Guixiang is very fierce to me. Even my father-in-law said that Guixiang completely inherited my mother-in-law's bad temper. She has always been adamant and fierce since she was a child!"

After saying that, he smiled shyly again, "But I just like Guixiang scolding me and hitting me. I feel good no matter how I watch!"

Qiu Ling sucked her cheeks speechlessly and said, well, you two are happy and contented!

Who knows, she came to discuss business, and for no reason was shown off, what should I ask? !

Fortunately, Duoduo is still young and doesn’t know the misery of being single.

Qiu Ling, who is allergic to love, really doesn't want to eat dog food. She looked at the red paper on the table and changed the subject: "Hey, Brother Ma, I saw you cutting red paper when you came in just now. What are you cutting?"

Ma Liang became interested when he heard about paper cutting. He proudly continued Qiu Ling's words, "This is Fangzheng paper cutting, a folk craft from my hometown. I watched my grandmother cut it when I was young. I learned it out of curiosity. I never thought it would become my livelihood now."

"The New Year is coming soon, I'll cut out some festive patterns and sell them. I can sell one for two yuan!"