MTL - A Rural Life in the 70s-Chapter 950

Golden flute silently listened to Xiaoqiu’s family, feeling the hard-working but full of happiness of the lowest-level people in their home, muttering : "Your family is so good..."

Whether it is Song Xiulian or a few children, although they can see their hard work, everyone is so positive and full of faces, everyone is full of yearning and hope for tomorrow, where they can see, They can be earned with their hands, really, just in front of them, so they won't feel confused, and they won't feel empty, lonely, boring or something. Because they are too busy, they simply can't take care of these useless things. It is different from the children and young people who are familiar with her.

Xiaoqiu packed up things, and when he looked back at Jindi, his eyes were flat and his expression was dull. He couldn’t help but laugh. He walked over and touched the forehead of the girl’s forehead, and pressed her pulse to make sure that the body of the gold flute did not hinder. This is a sigh of relief: "Is it tired? You wait a moment, I will go to see if there is hot water, and I can rest after washing."

After that, he added a smile and added: "The adults at home are used to it. Although they are equipped with water heaters, they are usually reluctant to open, afraid of electricity, they are all used to open hot water."

Listening to Xiaoqiu’s saying that he didn’t dislike his family at all, there was a little helplessness, and more of it was full of family. This feeling is also what Jindi can't see in the people and people she knows. The people she knows will not pay attention to these details, and will not be keen on the family's companionship. They calculate the calculations every day, how to Have more rights and stand in a higher position...

Looking at Xiaoqiu's footsteps, he walked out briskly, and Jindi thought a lot about the quilt.

However, Xiaoqiu estimated this time wrong, the family is usually afraid of the water heaters that refused to drive electricity, because they went home and burned hot water early. When she went to see it, she immediately turned back and called Jindi to wash.

When they were washing, Song Xiulian had dinner, and with three small screams, she hurried to the food factory. Chenghe’s child sat for several days, and the appointment was exhausted. She’s a scorpion, how can she bear to let her children get to the factory and get involved in the night.

After rolling for a few days on the train, I couldn't wash it well. When I got home, I had to wash it.

After a few days of bumps, she was really tired. After washing, she was lying on a enthusiasm with Jin Di and Xiao Xia. After listening to Xiao Xia’s interesting things about their collection, I was unconscious, and all three fell asleep.

After a nap, Xiao Qiuqi opened her eyes and looked at the time. It was already a little more at night. It was almost two o'clock. She slept for nearly four hours.

The middle of the night is the most tiring and sleepy time. Xiaoqiu worried about her mother, got up and wore a thick down jacket, wrapped her head with a thick cashmere scarf, took a flashlight, and quietly went out.

The winter nights in the county town are particularly quiet. There are only one or two **** in the village at the edge. Xiaoqiu walked quickly on the dark road. After the initial cold feeling gradually adapted, he felt that the air was particularly clear and comfortable, and people could not help but take a deep breath.

There are some cloudy days during the day, into the night, the sky is dark, there is no star, and there is almost no wind. According to experience, I am afraid that there will be a snow soon.

When they arrived home, they would be 27th in the twelfth lunar month. If it snows again, plus the situation of Xiaoyan, they may not be able to return to the New Year.

Xiao Qiu silently combined, the moment under the feet kept on, not long after, I saw the light from the food factory, as well as the particularly obvious machine sound in the silent winter night.

Song Xiulian also made a nap on the sofa in the office. Then, she got up and went to the workshop to see the production situation and the quality of the products.

This circle has just turned around and is about to enter the office. I heard someone on the door taking a picture. She walked over in a strange way. Because the flashlight of the other party could not be seen clearly, she only asked by guess: "Limin? How big are you? Came back in the middle of the night?"

"Mother, it's me, Xiaoqiu!" Xiaoqiu smiled and replied at the gate. When he opened his mouth, he felt a little cold and shivered.

"Oh, Qiuer, you don't sleep well at home, come over in the middle of the night? Also, a person touches the dark, in case... squatting and screaming?" Song Xiulian was shocked and quickly stepped up. In the past, I opened the door to my daughter.

Don't look at the county town, but it is not calm and waveless. In the twelfth lunar month, especially when it is near the year of the year, there are more people who steal things and break the road. The big girl walks alone on the night road, fearing that it will be an accident. Shangyu people... But this is the case, Song Xiulian did not say as a mother.

Xiaoqiu smiled and raised a one-meter-long stick in his hand: "If I don't have a long eye, I will hit him to find the tooth. Mother does not have to worry about me, my strength is great. One or two people can't take me like this."

No matter what, Song Xiulian took Xiaoqiu into the office, because she was born with a coal stove, and the office was hot. When she came in, Xiaoqiu felt that the frozen body melted instantly.

Her cooking time, Song Xiulian rushed a cup of hot milk powder and handed it to Xiaoqiu: "You a child, come over and do blame, blame people worry, I am here, not dry, can sleep, only need midnight Get up and go to the workshop and go around, don't worry about me."

When Song Shengshu was at home, their father and daughter were working shifts. After Song Xiuju had something to do, Song Shengshu and Zhong Yuqin went to the capital. Wang Limin’s work was too late to get out of the house. The orders in the factory were also picked up, and there was no way to get rid of it. There is no way, only Song Xiulian can turn around and squat.

Xiaoqiu laughed and held her milk powder warmly, laughing: "I don't worry about me, I slept, I can't sleep. I am coming, you can sleep for a while."

Song Xiulian was on duty and didn't dare to go to bed and sleep. She was afraid of sleeping and was delayed.

Xiaoqiu came, pushing her mother into the room, watching her mother go to bed and cover the quilt, and then quit and close the door.

She slept over and walked for another night. Under the cold, people were spirited.

After drinking the milk powder, rinse the cup, Xiaoqiu got up and went to the workshop.

She has been a teacher for more than ten years and knows how to check discipline. Sure enough, when she stood outside the window and looked through the glass into the workshop, some workers blatantly put sesame and sugar into their pockets.