Tolerate

Lu Qingming's scorching temperature came through the fabric, Chi Muyun was startled, and subconsciously wanted to hide to the side.This idea popped up in an instant, but then she thought, in fact, it's... nothing, right?

Let go of all despicable thoughts, "warming the bed" is a very common thing for the people here.

Chi Muyun relaxed and even looked up at Lu Qingming.Lu Qingming is taller, and his head is higher than her. In the dark night, Chi Muyun can see the outline of her thick hair and shining eyes.

Chi Muyun stared at her, and suddenly smiled.It seems like they haven't been this honest in a long time.

Lu Qingming couldn't help laughing when he saw the curvature of her lips.Her lips are very thin, and she will definitely show her bright white teeth when she smiles. Chi Mu is slightly nearsighted, so she can see her teeth shining in the dark.

The eyes are also bright, and the teeth are also bright.Chi Muyun's smile deepened, and he stretched out his hand to gently grab Lu Qingming's ear.

She is like a little wolf.Healthy and full of vitality.

Chi Muyun turned around and lay on her side, gently wrapped her arms around her, closed his eyes, "Go to sleep."

Very warm.

After all, Ling Suzhen was also getting old, sleeping all night on the hard earthen kang, all her bones were protesting.At six o'clock in the morning, when the thin winter sun was still lingering in the crevices of the mountain, she had already woken up.

She opened her eyes to see the old window getting brighter and brighter.Everything in the room became clearer.

She sat up and stretched, stretching her stiff neck while thinking about how to persuade her parents-in-law to live in the city.

Turning her head to look at the children, her body froze again after she had just moved.

At the top of the kang, Chi Muyun was under Lu Qingming's quilt, and the two of them wrapped the quilt tightly, so their faces were flushed with embarrassment, but heat.It seemed that Lu Qingming was embracing Chi Muyun, and Chi Muyun was curled up in Lu Qingming's arms.

Ling Suzhen suddenly felt that the sunlight coming in through the panes seemed to have thorns, which made her uncomfortable.

Lu Qingming was quite hot when he woke up.Usually, no matter whether it is winter or summer, she would leave some gaps in the quilt properly, otherwise she would have to sweat all over with her physique.

But when she was in bed with Chi Muyun, she would seal up all the gaps, because Chi Muyun was very afraid of the cold, and she was also afraid that Chi Muyun would freeze.

With a slight bow, the tip of her nose touched Chi Muyun's forehead.The fragrance of Chi Muyun's hair and the fragrance of her skin competed to invade her sense of smell, so she didn't notice that someone was already burning firewood in the outer room.

Lu Qingming quietly took out an arm.

Chi Muyun slept soundly, her long eyelashes softly cast shadows on her eyelids, her lips were slightly parted, revealing a little bit of white teeth, like a child dreaming of his favorite food and toys, so cute up.

Lu Qingming looked at her for a while, then was interrupted by the itch on his hands.

She is full of firepower, which may have been exercised when she was a child.At that time, I had to go out to work early in the morning in winter, and the little children couldn't resist, and when the biting cold wind blew, the whole person was completely frozen by the cold wind.At that time, he suffered from frostbite every year, and later he went to the city with Chi Muyun, and the frostbite gradually improved.

As soon as I slept under the hot blanket, my hands felt a little itchy.

Lu Qingming slowly and carefully took one hand out of the quilt, and spread out his five fingers to observe carefully.The hands looked slender and strong, the nails were round and clean, but the skin was dull and rough in some places.That is the sequelae of frostbite activity.

Lu Qingming remembered what Xu Yanfeng said yesterday.

"A good pair of hands wins the world."

——Xu Yanfeng proudly dried his hands in the group.Her hands are indeed beautiful, white and slender, with well-defined joints, and a very "low-key" diamond ring is worn on her ring finger.

Lu Qingming didn't notice how expensive the diamond ring was.She just seemed to discover for the first time that Xu Yanfeng's hands are so beautiful.

She never noticed it.

Her own hands...

well.Lu Qingming scratched the itchy place on his hands in frustration.

It was broad daylight.The chickens in the chicken house outside have already woken up, chirping and muttering for food.Lu Qingming carefully peeled himself off from the bed, and turned around to see that his uncle's bunk was empty.

All the thoughts in her mind stopped for a moment.

Grandma is up already?

She hurriedly dressed.After getting dressed, he touched the kang, helped Chi Muyun tuck up the quilt, and put on the pair of ragged sleeves on the cabinet whose original color could no longer be seen.

Ling Suzhen was squatting in front of the stove in the outhouse to light a fire.Seeing Lu Qingming come out, she naturally called out to the child, "Qingming, go and feed the chicken for me."

Lu Qingming was stunned for a moment, looking at Ling Suzhen's back squatting on the ground, it took several seconds before he responded, opened the door and went to the wing room to mix chicken food.

The fire in the stove danced in Ling Suzhen's eyes.After a while, she wanted to break a branch in half and stuff it into the stove, but found that it couldn't be broken no matter what.

She stood up suddenly and kicked the branch aside impatiently.

"Mom... what's wrong?" Looking back, Chi Muyun was wrapped in a big padded jacket, leaning sleepily on the door frame and looking at her.

Hearing her daughter's voice, Ling Suzhen was like a deflated ball. She sighed and avoided her daughter's gaze, "It's nothing. It's just that I haven't handled these things for a long time. I'm a little raw. Once I'm raw, I'll be angry." gone."

While putting on the big padded jacket, Chi Muyun laughed, "Is this worth getting angry? Come on," she said, squatting down, stepping on one end of the branch with one foot in cotton boots, and holding the other end with both hands , hard--

The branches were motionless.

Chi Muyun was stunned for a moment, then changed his foot in embarrassment, which made Ling Suzhen laugh.

There is filial piety, but it is not the material for these things.

"Yun, let me come." A tall figure came in with a cold air, rushed over and snatched the branch from Chi Muyun's hand.

Lu Qingming wore white linen gloves—the kind specially used for work.The sleeves of the clothes were covered with sleeves.There is still some side room rice bran flour mixed with the smell of the chicken coop.She folded all the remaining branches and said, "I'll just come, you go into the house."

Ling Suzhen wrapped her clothes tightly, touched Chi Muyun's arm, and just about to speak, Chi Muyun said, "Mom, Xiaolu and I will cook together, you go inside to warm up."

Ling Suzhen didn't speak for a while, and finally sighed and went back to the house.

She has old arms and legs, so she really can't stand the cold anymore.Before entering the room, she glanced back.

Chi Muyun's face is full of tenderness and joy that has never been shown to anyone, while Lu Qingming does things neatly, taking care of Chi Muyun in everything, satisfying Chi Muyun's pleasure in doing housework, and preventing her from doing strenuous work Son.

All of a sudden, Ling Suzhen had many complicated emotions in her heart.

What she couldn't deny was that Lu Qingming was absolutely kind to Chi Muyun.

The one in a million kind.

Ling Suzhen sat on the warm kang, frightened by her own thoughts——

Could it be that she is looking at Lu Qingming as a "son-in-law"?This kind of mentality is very similar to when her mother helped her look after Chi Tianxiang when she was young.

She shook her head.She is over half a hundred years old, so she understands things naturally - being nice to a person, one day, two days, one year, two years... It's nothing.

Over time, everything fades away.

Lu Qingming is still a good boy with a conscience, but it is hard to say what will happen in the future.

She is young and uncertain, can she understand what "love" is?Does she know what every action of hers means and what responsibility she will pay for it?

……

Ling Suzhen knows her daughter too well.If she dives headlong into something, no one can persuade her at all.

But she is full of enthusiasm. If she pays the wrong person and gets hurt, how uncomfortable will she be?How painful should Ling Suzhen's heart be?

What hasn't Ling Suzhen seen?People in the world only say "Old cows eat tender grass", as if "Old cows" have gotten a huge advantage, and who knows that a mature and sincere person is destined to pour all his emotions into him, while the young one will always have Reasons and opportunities to make mistakes, correct mistakes, and even—recover from mistakes and start over.

And Chi Muyun was no longer young.

Ling Suzhen shook her head again.In fact, she can't be sure about some things, but there are some clues that she has to pay attention to.

After all, that was her daughter who grew up as a baby, and the other one was also the one she watched growing up.Whichever it was, she didn't want them to lead them astray into doing anything that would hurt someone else or hurt herself.

Lu Qingming and Chi Muyun made breakfast together.Chi Muyun hadn't cooked on the stove in the countryside for a long time, and he seemed to be in high spirits.Lu Qingming looked at her, the corners of his mouth were always upturned.

"Let's make some buckwheat noodles? How about two pots of soup, one tofu tomato egg drop soup, and one sauerkraut broth?" Chi Muyun smiled briskly when he saw that there was kneaded dough in the refrigerator. "Anyway, our family likes to eat sour."

"Okay." Lu Qingming added two more sticks of firewood to the stove, and looked back at her with a smile, "Then I'll get you sauerkraut."

"Okay." Chi Muyun also turned back and smiled at her.

The dough is made by mixing buckwheat noodles and white flour in a ratio of [-]:[-]. The color presented is gray, with the rusticity and roughness of buckwheat noodles.The same is true for the taste of buckwheat noodles, with a rough texture, even if the topping is broth, it will not taste greasy.

"It's delicious," Chi Tianxiang served his parents, took a bite himself, and praised, "I haven't eaten such an authentic taste for a long time."

Ling Suzhen gave him a white look, "You are really, we actually have buckwheat noodles at home. Sister Wu asked me several times if I would like to eat buckwheat noodles. You always said that we would eat together when you came back, but as soon as you came back, you forgot about it." It’s just a matter of time, I haven’t eaten buckwheat noodles for half a year.”

"It smells so good..." Xiao Zhuzi walked in wrapped in a padded jacket, and seeing the steaming hot noodles on the table, his eyes lit up, "Noodles!"

He wanted to eat it yesterday, it was cold today, Guiqin was too lazy to move, so the family had something to eat in the morning.Ling Suzhen told him to sit down and eat, so he sat down, picked up his chopsticks, rubbed his hands together and took a big bite.

"Sister," he said vaguely, "grandparents told you to go back to have lunch."