The counterattack of the scheming beauty of the apocalypse

Everyone dispersed.

Only the little donkey's mother - Xiao Yunxing stayed behind to help carry the garlic back.

"Hongmei, do you have antipyretics and alcohol at home? I feel a little hot when I touch Garlic, I need to take medicine, and I need to treat the wound."

"There are antipyretics, no alcohol".

"You feed the medicine to the child first, and I'll go out and ask which one has alcohol and iodophor."

Gou Hongmei didn't move: "Yun Xing, do you think Suantou will get better?"

How dare she say it casually, Xiao Yunxing patted the back of Fear Gou Hongmei's hand reassuringly: "Take the medicine to have a chance to recover, don't hold back, go and pour water."

Gou Hongmei stood there dumbfounded, Xiao Yunxing couldn't speak harsh words, and went out with her scarf tight and asked from house to house.

Hey, what's the use of standing and crying for such a poor mother at the garlic stall, the child will be healed after crying a few times?

The same is true for Cao Yu. How can the child look like a father if he doesn't show up after such a big incident?

After asking more than a dozen people in succession, there was no alcohol or iodophor. Xiao Yunxing was a little discouraged, propped up her waist and rested, and after breathing well, she walked over and knocked on the door of Wen's house: "Xiao Wen, open the door, I'm you Yun Miss Xing."

"Sister Yun Xing, what's the matter?" Wen Ruzhe walked out.

"Do you have alcohol or iodophor in your home? Use garlic."

"There's alcohol, and I'm about to take it."

"Oh, that's great. You don't know. I've asked a lot of people, but they didn't have any." People in the countryside usually wash their hands with water when they get hurt. At most, they can stick a band-aid. Come out and ask with the mentality of trying.

"I only have a small bottle, I don't know if it's enough." Wen Rujue mixed a little bit of diluted psychic liquid into the alcohol, so as not to be found abnormal by giving too much.

"As long as you have it, it's better than nothing. Let me say thank you on behalf of Suantou."

"You're welcome, they all belong to the same village."

Going back with the alcohol, Xiao Yunxing found that Gou Hongmei was still standing there, sighed helplessly, took out the fever-reducing medicine and gave it to Garlic, fetched water to wipe his wounds, and then sprayed alcohol on him, too little alcohol will spray it again It's gone.

Suantou didn't say a word during this period, and Gou Hongmei didn't say a word either, just staring at her.

Xiao Yunxing was stared at furiously, suspected that Gou Hongmei had a mental problem, so she tucked in the blanket for Suantou and left in a hurry.

The day before New Year's Eve, Cao Yu died.

Gou Hongmei transported him up the mountain and buried him next to Mr. Cao's grave.

Some villagers walking the grave saw it and didn't ask much.

Now every household does not have a lot of food, and it is normal for people not to hold funeral banquets. It is embarrassing to ask too much.

But why did Cao Yu die at such a young age?

The son had an accident, and the man also had an accident. Did Gou Hongmei have too big a character and restrained her?

I don't know if I can't stop outsiders, it's better to avoid it.

Wen Rujuan took his wife to visit the grave on New Year's Eve.

Now I can't buy fragrant wax paper candles, so I can only get some food to worship.

Wei Yan fried some sweet potato fries.

Fry sweet potatoes in the same way as potato chips.

All the ingredients are washed, peeled, cut into long strips as thick as the little finger, soaked in salt water, washed, cooked in the pan, taken out, frozen outside for an hour, and then deep-fried in the pan until slightly You can start the pot when it is hard.

The fried sweet potato fries taste better than dried sweet potatoes. They are crunchy and crunchy. Wei Yan likes them very much, and his mouth keeps moving all the way.

Wen Ruzhe looked at his wife's small mouth moving and thought it was cute, and would poke it twice from time to time, which made Wei Yan get angry before restraining himself.

They paid homage to grandma, great-grandmother and great-grandfather.

If the plate containing the sweet potato fries is not taken away after the prayer, if a refugee who is about to die of starvation passes by, it may save someone's life.

On the way back, Wei Yan broke some yellow wattle and cypress branches.

Huang Jingtong means 'gold', and cypress means 'silver'.

Gold and silver are still not as good as chaff, but it feels like something is missing.

It was completely dark at four o'clock.

It's getting dark earlier and colder lately.

After closing the doors and windows, the two sat around the stove and ate hot pot.

Juicy green vegetables, soaked dried kelp, thick potato slices, and newly grown young leeks and luncheon meat.

A table of dishes can only beat luncheon meat.

The vegetarian ones are eaten as if they were not eaten, and they will not satisfy their cravings at all.

They haven't eaten fresh meat for a long time, and both of them are short of oil. Even Wei Yan, who never touches fat meat, wants to have two pieces of roasted white meat.

The cooking method is a bit complicated. Put the whole piece of pork belly with the skin into the water and boil it until it is half-baked. Then remove it and apply dark soy sauce. After drying, fry it in a pan. The skin will be slightly bubbly, and the fat will be slightly oily. , and then fry the sprouts.

No, I'm going to drool just thinking about it.

Where can there be no wine during the festival, Wen Rujuan put down his chopsticks and went to the storage room to find a bottle of Lao Baigan: "Yanyan, come, let's have some drinks."

Wei Yan blushed, he remembered the first time they met, the dog man drinks like drinking water, but he still wants to get people drunk: "I just want a little."

Wen Ruzhe poured half a glass for his wife and filled it up himself. The two toasted and wished each other a happy new year.

The wine tasted warm.

Wei Yan unknowingly took one cup after another, his mind gradually became confused, double images appeared in front of his eyes, he got up, staggered and sat on the man's lap: "Brother Zhe, Brother Zhe."

"Well, why did you call me?"

"Calling and playing."

"Are you full? Do you still want to eat luncheon meat?"

"Don't eat."

"Then what does Yanyan want to do?"

"I want to file a complaint."

"Who is suing?" Who dares to bully his wife.

"Wen Fangfang, she came to scold me, scolded me as a slut, a vixen." Wei Yan selectively forgot the scene where he stomped people down and threatened them.

"She's really bad, let's ignore her," Wen Ruzhe gritted his teeth, next time Wen Fangfang dared to provoke her, he might really beat her up.

"She still scolds you, I'm so angry."

"Hey, don't be angry, let's not argue with her."

Wei Yan opened his collar: "Brother Xie, I haven't showered for a few days, do you smell the smell?"

"Not smelly, fragrant".

"Really? Then I'll show you a little bit later."

It's good for his wife to be drunk, but Wen Rujue's nose is hot: "Why are you flirting?"

"I will play the pure male college student, and you will play the little bastard who spoils me."

Wen Rujuan put down his chopsticks, stopped eating, and went to eat his wife.

At midnight, Wei Yan woke up from the wine.

He had a terrible headache, and when he saw the torn white shirt on the ground, his head hurt even more. He acted as he was acting, why was he wasting his clothes?

If you tear one piece, you will lose one piece. You will have to pick it up and sew it up tomorrow to see if it can still be worn.

Wen Ruzhu hugged his wife: "Yanyan, are you still here?"

Come on, his stomach is so full: "Go and boil the water, I want to take a bath."

"I'll wash it tomorrow during the day, it's cold now."

"Go as soon as I tell you." It was all over his body, how could he sleep if he didn't wash it off.

"Okay, okay," Wen Ruyi went to the kitchen honestly.

Wei Yan felt exhausted, and under the repeated assurances of the dog man, he reluctantly gave the dog man a chance to help him take a bath.

Wen Ruxuan was elated, and actively hugged the person into the bathroom, put on body wash, rubbed left, touched right, touched...

The meat is up to the mouth, if you don't eat it, you are still a man?

Wei Yan came out of the bathroom crying, and he swore that he would never believe what the dog man said again.

On the first day of the junior high school, red envelopes must be given to the children who drop by.

Now the money is not enough, the red envelopes have become snack packs.

As soon as the snow stopped, the little fur kids in the village joined hands and visited each house.

Wei Yan was also picked up by the dog man, dressed, washed his face, and wiped his face. He fell asleep and didn't sleep enough, so he kept yawning.

Wen Ruzhe held a bowl and fed him fried egg noodles: "Yanyan, catch up on sleep later, those brats are coming."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little donkey's loud voice sounded: "Cousin, I'm here."

Wei Yan was shocked, grabbed the chopsticks and the bowl, and finished the fried eggs in two bites, leaving only vegetables and noodles: "Go and open the door."

There were nine children in all.

Some Wei Yan knew each other, and some didn't. They all stared at the noodles in Wei Yan's hands. Noodles are also a good thing these days.

Wei Yan was overwhelmed by the stares, Wen Ruzhe hurriedly brought out the dried sweet potatoes he bought earlier and the fried sweet potato fries yesterday: "Come here, grab it yourself."

"Thank you, cousin." The little donkey was not polite at all, and put a lot of it in his pocket.

Seeing this, the other children said thank you, Uncle Wen, and followed suit.

One by one, the pockets are full, and one hand still needs to be taken. While eating, they walk to their own homes, and when they go home, they empty their pockets before going to the next one.

They all sighed inwardly at the same time: Uncle Wen's sweet potato fries are really delicious, even better than the ones bought in the small supermarket in the town before.

I don't know if Uncle Wen will make cars, but it would be great if he can distribute cars next year.

Last year, the plague didn't visit us, so can we visit again later?

A few kids really planned to do it, but the weather was not good, and the snow started falling again before the first pass.

They can only run home regretfully.

Wei Yan brewed a pot of dried fruit tea, opened the curtains, sat on the rocking chair, and watched the snowflakes falling outside the window.

After cleaning up the mess, Wen Rujue also came over, lifted his wife up, and sat down in his arms: "Those little kids talk a lot", each of them uttered a loud noise.

"I see you had a good chat with them, didn't you?" Wei Yan really didn't say anything wrong. The furry kids came one after another, and the dog man kept smiling and greeted them, without any impatience.

"I don't care, I'm afraid they will cry." Crying will lead to a series of crying, which is even more troublesome.

"Brother Xie, isn't it a pity that you and I have no children together?"

Wen Rujue keenly sensed that this was a proposition: "I'm not sorry, I don't like children."

"Really? Come to think of it, there is a soft little girl who is following your buttocks and calls you Papa vaguely. Her face is red, her cheeks are chubby, she looks like a little apple, and she walks like an apple. Not very stable."

Thinking about it this way, it feels very cute. If it is his own baby, he will definitely not be too talkative. Isn't the key point that his wife can't give birth?

If he dared to go out and make a child, his wife wouldn't want a divorce?

My wife is gone, what kind of children do I want?

Children are just passers-by in life. A daughter is brought up to marry someone else's family, and a son is brought up to marry and have children to have a small family.

Accompany him to old age, and only his wife is buried in the same grave with him.

"Yanyan, you are enough for our family to have one baby."

Wei Yan: "..." Grass, suddenly tingling.

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