"Why, aren't you with me just because my brother-in-law is rich? Are you now speaking for him and trying to seduce him? He has no money for a long time."

Everyone in the village knew about Zhang Dazhu's virtues. If Zhao Guangming hadn't given him a gift of 200,000 yuan, a car, and helped him build a house in the village, no one would have wanted to marry him.

Lin Fang also painted these, otherwise she would not have been able to marry Zhang Dazhu. Later, Zhao Guangming went bankrupt.

But she still had money in her hand. Zhao Guangming was still in the county town and bought a house for the old man. Later, he went bankrupt and wanted the old man to mortgage the house so he could get some loans.

How could that be possible? She and Zhang Dazhu encouraged the old man to transfer the house to their names.

Later, when the old man died, I heard that the cemetery cost hundreds of thousands. She only had 200,000, which was impossible to come up with.

Even if she had to pay, it would be Zhang Dazhu's money, not her father's, so why should she pay.

In the end, the two families were so noisy that Zhang Dazhu was completely lost in the village, and Zhao Guangming's family also cut off contact with them.

A few days ago, she was gloating over Zhao Guangming's family. They had nothing to eat or drink, and were probably going to starve to death.

She also thought that when he starved to death, they could go and stay at his house.

The Zhao family has been renovated, and it is said that there is a layer of insulation wall inside, so it should be warmer than their home.

Almost all the furniture in the house was burned down. If it was cold for another half month, their whole family would freeze to death.

Thinking like this, Lin Fang secretly hid several pieces of steamed buns. She couldn't starve to death. She still had 20 yuan left in her card.

Anyway, this idiot doesn't know how much food is left at home.

. . . . . .

Hua Ningyao woke up and took a look at the world outside the window. Oh, it was even colder.

The temperature dropped another 10 degrees compared to before, and now it was actually minus 70 degrees.

The room temperature is only 4 degrees lower than yesterday, and is now 16 degrees.

Hua Ningyao yawned, put on her coral velvet pajamas again, and skillfully added charcoal fire and biomass fuel to the charcoal stove.

Then I scooped a large spoonful of water into the basin, put some cold water in it, brushed my teeth and washed my face.

Then put the rice down to cook, and then go out to add charcoal fire. The fireplace on the third floor is not extinguished, so just add charcoal.

Hua Ningyao decided that in the next world, it would be better to buy more machine-made charcoal and briquettes, which are quite practical.

It's just that when the briquettes are burned, they seem to have a little smell?

And the briquettes must be big and resistant to burning. The cost of this furnace only accounts for one-fifth of the cost of the one in her house, right?

He picked up a small piece of red-hot charcoal and started to light incense every day. By the way, he threw a handful of mugwort into the fireplace and smoked the pipes.

He went to the first floor again, put down the red-hot charcoal and mugwort leaves, added heart charcoal on top, fanned it with a fan, and when the fire was almost gone, he took away the red-hot charcoal.

After lighting the two charcoal stoves on the first floor, I also lit the incense. After finishing this, half an hour passed.

Hua Ningyao returned to the house. The porridge was almost ready. She liked to drink porridge, and the rice grains were harder.

So she bought a lot of breakfast dishes, but not porridge. The porridge was cooked in a casserole and was delicious.

From the storage card, I randomly found a piece of fried dough sticks, a braised egg, and a piece of peanuts, and drank the porridge slowly.

After breakfast, Hua Ningyao walked around the room and rested for half an hour before going for a run on the treadmill.

It’s still two hours of running and one hour of boxing every day.

Then it was time to prepare lunch. Although I bought a lot of takeaways, the dishes were just one of the takeout dishes I had packed when I was in Shanghai.

While steaming rice, I steamed five shrimp dumplings. Although there are a lot of things now, the time is longer than before, so don’t eat too much.

Otherwise, in the end, she would have to eat the food she cooked herself.

After lunch, I slept for about an hour or so, and got up around three in the afternoon to add charcoal to the charcoal stoves in the house.

I lit another circle of incense sticks. I was too lazy to put them up before, but now I put them up anyway, so I lit them.

Worried that there will be more stick incense than coiled incense in the end, she now lights coiled incense in the morning and sticks at noon and evening.

Now the light source in the house is the desk lamp she bought, the kind with batteries.

If you are indoors, light candles in the room and use a table lamp in the bathroom at the lowest brightness.

In the afternoon, she read some books about traditional Chinese medicine. She still had to learn some.

If you get sick, you can still treat yourself to a doctor. Don't be in pain for a long time and don't know where it hurts.

It is difficult to learn this kind of thing by yourself. Hua Ningyao had only a half-understanding of it at first.

Fortunately, she has a lot of time and a lot of patience.

On such a snowy night, if she didn't learn something, she would be easily lonely and cold.

It's easy to think of that massage stick that she never had time to buy.

As for what I thought before, find a man to calm things down.

Tsk, will she be free after she comes? If you are not making money, you are spending your time buying and selling.

She couldn't spare a whole night, not to mention she didn't have many choices at the time.

She doesn't like Liu Zihao's shabby shoes.

As for Qin Lie, the boss must be second-hand goods, not to mention that it is difficult to win over such a boss.

It’s too troublesome to take down the overbearing literature like "What if I tell her something, woman, you attracted my attention."

She was in a hurry to stock up on things.

Chief Overlord Qin Lie:...

Therefore, it is more practical to buy a vibrator, but... this is her first time, will she kill herself?

This is really a serious question.

Wait, where is her little color text? What about her little movie about love? nothing? ? ?

As expected, Hua Ningyao, who was lying in bed and reflecting before going to bed, suddenly discovered to her horror that she had not prepared anything and felt uncomfortable.

However, with the presence of Miao Mengxiang, she fell asleep quickly.

Just... In her dream, she dreamed of a handsome man.

She didn’t know what she looked like, but she just looked good, so I just pressed her down on the bed.

After being like that all night, Hua Ningyao woke up the next day with a dull look on her face. She actually had a little color dream all night?

She...sure enough...she must have been lonely for too long.

Calculating the total age, she is now 26? Although this body's age is only 24, it's not much different.

Hua Ningyao covered her face and said, "Oh, no matter how lonely you are, you can't be so lonely."

How could she go out to find a man and sleep with him in this freezing world?

Sleeping corpses should come faster.

After patting her face, Hua Ningyao got up and added charcoal. Come on, it's another day to survive. He is the man in the dream. He looks pretty good. It's so big there. It's twice as big as most men, right?

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