Rebirth of a Husband and Family

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Tong Qian was carrying a small schoolbag, holding Tong Pan'er in his left hand, and Zhou Mingyan in his right hand. The three of them strolled home. Before entering the door, they smelled a fresh fragrance from a distance.

It's the smell of food.

After an afternoon of school, Tong Qian's stomach was already growling with hunger, and the tempting scent instantly aroused his greed, he swallowed, and went straight to the back kitchen.

In the kitchen, countless white smoke came out of the only big pot, and the kitchen full of mundane fireworks instantly turned into a fairyland.

Wang Pingping raised her head from the lingering smoke, wiped the sweat off her face, and smiled: "Baby is out of school, where are your sister and brother Mingyan?"

"They're behind," Tong Qian walked over and asked curiously, "What are you cooking? It tastes so delicious."

Wang Pingping smiled triumphantly, walked out from the stove, uncovered the pot, and a gust of hot air burst out instantly.

When the heat dissipated, you could see a layer of white and crystal-clear rice steaming in the pot.

"Glutinous rice?" Tong Qian was surprised.

Wang Pingping picked up a few grains of glutinous rice and put them in her mouth, "Does the baby like it? Eat glutinous rice balls at night."

Tong Qian immediately understood her plan, "Mom, do you want to continue selling rice balls?"

Wang Pingping picked up two corners of the cloth, and Tong Qian discovered that there was a layer of gauze under the glutinous rice.

He quickly reached out to help.

"hot!"

Tong Qian moved so fast that Wang Pingping had no time to stop him.

"hiss!"

The steamed gauze burned Tong Qian's delicate skin without any accident.

Hearing his cry of pain, Zhou Mingyan rushed over to hold his hand, only to see that the tender fingers were flushed.

"I'll take you to apply some toothpaste." Zhou Mingyan frowned.

Wang Pingping also put down the gauze and blamed herself, "It's all my fault for speaking too slowly. I'll go to the market tomorrow to buy some ointment and come back."

In the past, my family was poor, and I didn't have any spare money to prepare commonly used burn ointment.

Tong Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, it was obvious that he was out of his mind and caused the burn, but his mother and Zhou Mingyan never blamed him, even blamed himself.

You guys will spoil me sooner or later!

When the dinner was served, Tong Qian's two hands had three large blisters, which were translucent.

Wang Pingping looked at him worriedly, "Baby, can you use chopsticks? Otherwise, mother will feed you?"

Tong Qian was very moved, and then firmly rejected the proposal.

joke!

He looks 9 years old!The actual age is already... 18 years old, if he is really fed up, where should his face be put?

"what--"

Someone came over.

"what--"

Tong Qian opened his mouth wide subconsciously, and a hot rice ball was stuffed in like this.

! !

He stiffened his neck and turned his head.

Zhou Mingyan, who was feeding him, didn't have time to eat, so he picked up a smaller rice ball with chopsticks and held it in front of him.

"what happened?"

Seeing that Tong Qian refused to open his mouth for a long time, Zhou Mingyan asked with some doubts.

What about my mother?You know my actual age, bro!

While Tong Qian complained in his heart, he didn't know why, and opened his mouth again.

So a meal is spent in a happy feeding.

At the dinner table, Wang Pingping described her plans for the future to the children.

She plans to continue selling rice balls, but at a different location.

Temple fairs don't happen every day, but there are big markets in rural areas every other day.

More than ten miles away from Daya Village is the town center of Xiaohe Town. Every second, fourth, sixth, eighth, and tenth day of the lunar new year, there will be a rally in the town. buy and sell.

She also plans to expand the scale of Wang's rice balls, not as small as before. This time she specially bought a large wooden barrel as tall as half a person, sealed the inside of the wooden barrel, and put the pre-cooked glutinous rice in it. , so as to avoid the embarrassment that the last time the customer was still there, but all the things were sold out.

Tong Qian was very pleased.

Sure enough, for a mother, there is nothing that can motivate her more than making her child's life better.

After learning that Tong Qian suffered from heart disease and required high surgical fees, Wang Pingping changed her previous hesitation and spent a lot of money to buy hundreds of catties of glutinous rice and custom-made wooden barrels.

"To set up a stall, you need a lot of scattered things," Zhou Mingyan asked, "Auntie, have you figured out how to transport these things?"

Wang Pingping nodded, "I repaired the broken scooter at home, and then put all the things on it, and I will pull it by myself."

If it hadn't been mentioned at this moment, Tong Qian would never have thought of such a tool.

The so-called cart is to nail the boards together, put handles on both sides of the cart, put two tires under it, and you can run around.

People who have the conditions can use cows or horses to pull, but their family does not have this condition, so Wang Pingping can only pull manually.

"...How hard it was."

Tong Qian muttered distressedly.

Wang Pingping smiled when she heard the words, "For making money, there is no one who doesn't work hard. I am not afraid of hardship and tiredness. The most feared thing is hard work and no money."

Wang Pingping, who had already made up her mind, moved very quickly.

I just cooked the glutinous rice the night before, got up early the next morning to load the car, greeted the three sleepy kids, and left.

After Wang Pingping left, Tong Qian rubbed his eyes and leaned on the window to look around.

It’s only March now, and the sky is still dark at five o’clock in the morning. Imagining that Wang Pingping is alone, pulling a heavy cart, walking on a dark and rugged country road, her heart throbs instantly.

Why do you have to make your mother work so hard after living a new life!

He is so useless!

"Baby?"

Zhou Mingyan saw that he hadn't moved for a long time, so he got up too, touched his face, found it was cold, felt something was wrong, put his hand through a layer of autumn clothes, and put it close to Tong Qian's heart.

It was throbbing violently.

He was taken aback, and without thinking about anything else, he jumped out of bed immediately, took out a bottle of medicine from the first drawer of the wardrobe next to the bed, counted out a few pills, and asked Tong Qian to open his mouth to eat.

As soon as Tong Qian recovered from the self-blame, he smelled an extremely disgusting smell of medicine at the tip of his nose.

"Be good, baby, eat it quickly, it won't hurt to eat your heart."

Faced with Zhou Mingyan's coaxing tone, Tong Qian could only take the medicine helplessly.

This is the pill prescribed by the doctor for him to take when he is sick, which can effectively relieve the symptoms.

But the problem is that Tong Qian doesn't think he's sick at all!

Although what the doctor said seems to be serious, except for the occasional feeling that you can't breathe when you are emotional, there seems to be nothing wrong.

However, in the eyes of other people in the family, he has become a porcelain doll, and even the slightest disturbance makes him more nervous than him.

Seeing that Tong Qian took the medicine obediently and observed for a while that nothing else happened, Zhou Mingyan got up: "It's past six o'clock, let's get up, we have to go to school today."

"what!!!"

Hearing this, Tong Qian, who was still calm at first, let out a wail and fell back into the warm bed.