It was just getting cold at this time, but not enough to wear a thick cotton jacket and thick cotton trousers. During this period, every household is busy preparing for this winter.
The fire wall, fire pit, and chimney at home have to be cleaned so that they can function better in the winter. Song Yingwan and Xie Ci's house was just built not long ago, and it is all clean inside.
But they still cleaned it symbolically, mainly because Song Yingwan felt that it was a ceremony to welcome winter.
Then there are the vegetables. Chinese cabbages, radishes, potatoes, green onions, etc. are all brought home. After they are bought, they are stored in the cellar of the house, so that they will not spoil easily throughout the winter.
They just followed the crowd and bought it together with the educated youth. Those old educated youths are all experienced in this kind of thing. They thanked them and went with them. They bought a lot when they came back. They bought about More than a hundred kilograms, filling the cellar to the brim.
This was the first time Song Yingwan saw this scene, and she was so shocked that she could hardly close her mouth. Although she knew that she needed to stock up on vegetables for the winter, she didn't have a specific concept. Now she had gained some experience.
Tang Xiaotang and Yang Xue were both from the south. They ran over excitedly and sighed with Song Yingwan. The girls couldn't help but stood there watching the gay men having sex with great relish. Liujia Village was as lively as It's like the Chinese New Year.
After buying cabbage, the women of Liujiacun came back to work. People here are used to pickling sauerkraut in winter, and every household has a sauerkraut jar. In fact, this is also a way to store vegetables in winter.
Although Song Yingwan was very skilled in cooking, she had never been exposed to pickled vegetables, but she felt itchy when she saw others busy, so she invited sister-in-law Hongying to teach her.
Sister-in-law Hongying’s pickling skills are incredible, and she taught Song Yingwan with great care. In addition, Song Yingwan was already very interested in food, and she learned quickly. In the end, she made half a jar of pickled vegetables. .
However, she was afraid that she would get sick of eating only cabbage, so she also pickled radish, cucumber, and beans. There were small jars at home. She thanked her for going to the commune to buy these, but she couldn't buy them as fast as Song Yingwan used them.
Everything was ready. Song Yingwan got up this morning and found a little bit of white falling from the sky, fluttering gently, as scattered and messy as catkins. You couldn't tell it unless you looked carefully.
Song Yingwan had rarely seen snow before. Her biggest impression of winter was the wind, which was chilly and wet. But she liked snow very much, and she liked winters covered in silver.
She suddenly became excited and eager to share the news and happiness with others.
Without thinking, he ran back and knocked on Xie's door. The moment he opened the door, he couldn't wait to say, "Thank you, it's snowing outside!"
Her eyes were sparkling and her smile was bright, like the gentle and warm sun in winter, so deeply rooted in people's hearts, and her voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement and joy.
Xie Ci opened the door and saw her smiling face. His heart skipped a beat, like a feather gently brushing against her, itchy and soft.
In an instant, he smiled gently, looking at the tenderness and tenderness in the eyes of the girl in front of him, and the emotional impulse called liking brought about waves of throbbing and tingling in his heart.
He thought it would be good now, with her and a family.
He didn't want to wait any longer, he just wanted to keep this beauty by his side. He was very selfish, so selfish that he wanted her to be full of him.
Because his heart has been occupied by her!
No longer hesitating to say thank you, his fingers suddenly covered hers, holding the girl's hand calmly, with a gentle voice, "Then let me warm your hands!"
The warm fingertips fell on her slightly cold hand, forming a sharp contrast.
Song Yingwan raised her head blankly, but her eyes suddenly caught his white and passionate eyes. Her heart trembled, her heart beat like a drum, and then she looked away in panic, but her hands did not move at all.
When Xie Ci saw that she did not resist his approach, he curved his lips and smiled, feeling sweet in his heart. His brows were gentle and soft, and he rubbed his fingertips carefully against the delicate texture in his hands. Then he felt unsatisfied and moved his hands. It turned into two people interlocking their fingers.
Song Yingwan blushed completely now, feeling that he was too good at pushing the envelope.
The two of them didn't take it seriously. They just stood here holding each other for who knows how long, but no one interrupted. Although they didn't say a word, the sweet smell in the air lingered for a long time.
Song Yingwan's stomach growled uncontrollably, and she came back to her senses after thanking her. She chuckled, touched the girl's head gently, and said, "I'm going to cook for you. What do you want to eat? Sweet potatoes." Can millet porridge be used?”
The temperature on Song Yingwan's face that had just dropped started to heat up again. She turned her head away from him and responded in a low voice, "...Yeah."
It's all because I was so excited just now that I forgot to eat, and then I just stood here for a song until now. It's no wonder I'm not hungry!
Xie Ci has made some progress now and can cook all kinds of porridge. Knowing that Song Yingwan likes good-looking and delicious rice, he also knows how to add some sweet potatoes and red beans when cooking, and it gradually becomes more delicious, delicious and delicious.
Today's breakfast was indeed a bit late. Although the two of them didn't talk much when they ate in the past, there was no eye contact like today. There was only the sound of clinking bowls and chopsticks on the dinner table.
In fact, Song Yingwan was the only one who felt weird during the whole process. His thank-you eyes fell on her from time to time. Unfortunately, the person opposite him lowered his head and looked at the bowl in front of him, eating very seriously.
Xie Ci could see that she was uncomfortable, but he didn't expose it because he was afraid of making her anxious again.
There was always a moment when the meal was finished. Xie Ci saw her put down the chopsticks in her hands and asked softly, "Are you full? Do you want some more?"
Song Yingwan shook her head. She had eaten a lot today, "No, I'm full."
Xie Ci also knew how much she wanted, and he already had the answer in his mind when he asked. In fact, he had already finished eating, but he put down his chopsticks because he was afraid that she would be anxious to eat alone.
Both of them had finished eating. They thanked each other and stood up to put away the dishes and go wash them. When Song Yingwan saw them, he quickly said, "I'll do it. You're the one who cooked today's meal."
His movements of thanks were slow and slow. From Song Yingwan's perspective, his facial features were clearly defined, his eyelashes were drooped, and his movements revealed a noble and noble temperament.
His voice was clear and clear, with a smile at the end, "No, just wait for me here. I'll be fine soon."
Song Yingwan stopped talking, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes evaded, and she muttered to herself, who is waiting for him!
After thanking her and leaving, she let out a shallow breath and felt that today was particularly difficult.
Fortunately, Sister-in-law Hongying and Sister-in-law Osmanthus came over after a while. They came to deliver some dried vegetables. There was half a bag of dried mushrooms, dried bamboo shoots, and dried vegetables. They were all picked from the mountains. They didn’t look valuable, but they took a lot of effort. But quite a few.
When the two of them came, they happened to see Xie Ci cleaning up in the kitchen and were startled.
They were not at home when they came to say goodbye before. This was the second time they saw someone. When they got off work, they only saw him from a distance and never spoke seriously.
Xie Ci also knew the two of them, but it was because Song Yingwan had a good relationship with them that he had the impression.
He wiped his hands and came out of the kitchen to say hello. Sister-in-law Hongying and Aunt Guihua didn't know what to say when they saw him, and smiled dryly.
Song Yingwan came out when he heard the noise and walked to Xie Ci.
