Not long after the first snow melted, the second snow fell again, even bigger than the previous one.
At the beginning, He Xiaoyun was a bit novel to watch, but she became numb after watching too much, and it was getting colder and colder. As a southerner, she had to rely on the stove to continue her life recently, and she didn't even dare to leave the door.
Wei Jianwei also didn't let her go out. Now the food at home is waiting for him to go to the market to buy a bunch at a time when he rests every week.
She cooks, warms, reads, warms, knits, and warms every day now... If she were a sweet potato, she would have already been scorched.
There are fewer and fewer fresh vegetables in the market. According to Xu Lanxiang, there are no people in the suburban market. No matter how poor people are, they are not willing to go out to sell vegetables at this time. First, there is nothing to sell. Second, Also leave some food for your family.
After eating radishes for three consecutive meals, He Xiaoyun made a decision that she would send out some bean sprouts to eat, otherwise, she would soon become a radish.
Her grandfather used to be a seller of bean sprouts. He spread the mung beans layer by layer in a large wooden barrel with holes in the bottom, and covered the top with bamboo leaves to shade them. He watered the mung beans every few hours for several days in succession. If the temperature is right, mung bean sprouts will grow thick quickly.
At home, of course, there is no need for a brush as big as a wooden barrel. He Xiaoyun found a bamboo water filter basket, spread a layer of gauze on the bottom, soaked the gauze with water, spread mung beans, and covered it with another layer of gauze. Place the colander on the side of the stove to make sure the temperature doesn't get too low.
The temperature outside is very low now, but it is not too cold indoors. As long as the temperature is higher than two degrees Celsius, mung beans can germinate.
Wei Yuanhang followed her back and forth, very curious, "Mom, is Yaya coming out?"
"It's early," He Xiaoyun said, "I put the basket here, you are not allowed to knock it down, do you hear me?"
The child nodded repeatedly, "I'll watch it and not let Rongrong touch it."
He Xiaoyun patted his head, and said with a smile: "You still take care of Rongrong, just take care of yourself. Where did the counting taught before? I have already counted to twenty, so today I will count to thirty .”
Wei Yuanhang stretched out two fleshy palms, and the ten little fingers were like diced radish. He looked down at his feet again, and said with a sad face, "But Mom, I don't have enough fingers."
He Xiaoyun couldn't laugh or cry, got up and went to the kitchen to grab a handful of mung beans, sprinkled them on the table, and said, "It's enough now, let's count the mung beans and give me thirty."
The child was lying on the edge of the table, stretched out his chubby hand, and counted one by one.
He Xiaoyun sat on the side to tie woolen trousers for him, the two trousers were almost done, she asked Wei Yuanhang to stand upright, compared with him, and decided to finish with two more lines.
Wei Jianwei pushed open the door and came in. He was wearing a military overcoat, which looked bulky and clumsy to others, but he had a heroic air about him.
"Dad!" Wei Yuanhang shouted happily.
Wei Jianwei walked over while taking off his coat, touched his head, and glanced at the mung beans on the table, "What are you doing?"
"Mom made me count the peas."
Seeing some snow falling on his shoulders, He Xiaoyun asked, "Didn't you take an umbrella?"
Wei Jianwei hung up his clothes and said, "It's not snowing much."
"Just show off your ability," she curled her lips, "One day you catch a cold, and you will know what it means to 'don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes'."
Wei Jianwei walked to the stove, bent the corner of his mouth and scraped her cheek, "I don't know how old this year is?"
He Xiaoyun made a gesture to shoot him.
The kettle on the stove was bubbling, Wei Jianwei sniffed, "What did you cook?"
"Ginger tea, you can drink a bowl first."
He nodded, went to the kitchen to get a bowl, picked up the kettle, and poured out a bowl of yellow ginger tea.
Wei Yuanhang stared at his bowl with wide eyes. Seeing this, Wei Jianwei passed the bowl over to feed him.
The child shook his head again and again, "No, it's so spicy."
Just now he took two sips under the coercion and lure of He Xiaoyun. It tasted sweet and spicy, which made him both like and tormented.
Seeing his father gulping down the whole bowl, Wei Yuanhang was filled with admiration, "Dad is so amazing."
He Xiaoyun glanced at him and said, "Next time you dare to sneak down to play in the snow without wearing a scarf, I'll ask Dad to pour you two bowls."
Wei Yuanhang shrank his neck, with a guilty expression on his face.
Wei Jianwei rescued his son, pointed to the water filter basket by the stove and asked, "What is this?"
The little fat man rushed to answer: "It's the Doudou planted by my mother, and it will grow sprouts!"
Thinking of the mung beans on the table, Wei Jianwei understood, and said to He Xiaoyun, "Do you want bean sprouts?"
He Xiaoyun nodded, "I don't know if it will work, but I will give it a try."
That being said, she still has seven or eight percent confidence in her heart, at most, the bean sprouts grow thinner because of insufficient temperature.
Sure enough, on the second night, the mung beans began to germinate, and He Xiaoyun still watered them regularly. Wei Yuanhang was sneaky, and tried to lift the gauze several times to see Yaya, but she caught her right.
After five or six days like this, I finally harvested the first batch of bean sprouts. Except that they were a little short and thin, and they were not enough to stir-fry, everything else was pretty good.
Having not eaten fresh food for several days, Wei Yuanhang couldn't stop eating, and was full of admiration for his mother.
The first time it was done, He Xiaoyun's confidence increased greatly, and she started to distribute the second round of bean sprouts. This time, the distribution of beans was much more than last time. When it was about to be ready, it happened that Xu Lanxiang and Huang Lizhen came to visit, and she gave them All divided.
Although bean sprouts are thin and thin, they are rare in such a world of ice and snow. Huang Lizhen was amazed, "I didn't even know that Xiaoyun still has such abilities."
He Xiaoyun smiled and said: "It's not difficult, just cover it with a cloth and put it there, remember to water it on time."
"It's quite simple to say, but just watering on time is not easy. Who wants to get up in the middle of the night?"
"You don't want to get up, don't you know how to move your mouth?" Xu Lanxiang said, "Just call Lao Zhang up."
Huang Lizhen deliberately snorted, "It's easy, how can I have a good life, your Pharaoh is so obedient. If I dare to shout the old Zhang in the middle of the night, he can't beat me?"
"Come on, you," Li Xijin couldn't listen, "Old Zhang still dares to beat you, he thinks the washboard is not good enough."
Xu Lanxiang said happily: "Listen, this is revealing. I don't know if we live downstairs, but Xijin lives next door to you. She can hear a little disturbance in your house. I don't think Lao Zhang looks like that." If there is someone who dares to touch you, it is almost as good as beating him."
Huang Lizhen also laughed, then turned around and asked He Xiaoyun, "Did you water the bean sprouts in your house at night or did Lao Wei water them?"
He Xiaoyun only hesitated for a moment, and those people laughed, "It must be Old Wei. I can guess, he loves you so much, why is he willing to let you get up?"
He Xiaoyun blushed and muttered, "I also poured it once."
It was the first night when the bean sprouts were grown, she got up at night, stepped over Wei Yuanhang and Wei Jianwei carefully from the end of the bed, and was groping on the ground to find her shoes. Wei Jianwei woke up, put on his clothes and sat up.
"Going to the bathroom? I'll go with you." The bathroom is in the corridor outside, so she might be scared by herself.
He Xiaoyun hurriedly said: "I won't go to the bathroom, you lie down quickly, and I will water the bean sprouts."
She finished watering quickly, and when she returned to the bed, Wei Jianwei held her hand and squeezed it, and found that the hand that had been covered with heat under the blanket was a little cold now, so he frowned slightly and said, "Next time I will come to water the water." Water." The tone was uncompromising.
Xu Lanxiang and the others were still joking. Li Xijin said: "I heard from Lao Zhao that Lao Wei asked one of their comrades from the Northeast to bring a piece of leather from home a while ago. I didn't know what to do. I thought to myself, maybe it's because of you, Xiaoyun?"
"What leather?" Huang Lizhen asked curiously.
"I don't know, I haven't seen it either. Old Zhao said that after receiving it, Old Wei went to the street to find a tailor."
He Xiaoyun's heart moved slightly. The gloves Wei Jianwei gave her before were made of leather? She was also curious about where he bought it from, but she didn't expect that he asked his comrades to bring the leather, and asked a tailor to make it by herself.
Xu Lanxiang asked her: "What kind of good thing is it? Take it out and let us open our eyes."
She was a little embarrassed, and under the urging of a few of them, she fumbled to find the gloves in the drawer.
"This style is beautiful. I haven't seen it in the store yet." Huang Lizhen took it, opened it inside and out, and handed it to the other two. In this family building alone, there is really no one who is more considerate than Old Wei."
"That's not it," Xu Lanxiang said, "Both of you are fine, I live next door, every day, seeing their young couple making love to each other, you see, my eyes are red."
"Let me see, let me see," Huang Lizhen coaxed Li Xijin, "Oh, it's really popular, Xiaoyun, at least you can tell Old Wei, let him take care of our feelings, love, you two cover Put on the quilt and slowly fall in love in the quilt, don't make us jealous anymore!"
"You're talking nonsense wherever you say it." He Xiaoyun retorted with a red face.
Xu Lanxiang pointed at Huang Lizhen with a smile and said, "Yes, I think you are talking nonsense. Xiaoyun and Lao Wei still have Xiaohang under the quilt. Where can they be in love? I don't think so. I will bring Xiaohang back tonight. Let him share the bed with Rong Rong. What do you think of these bean sprouts as a thank-you gift?"
Huang Lizhen said happily: "It's very good, maybe Lao Wei has to thank us."
He Xiaoyun said in embarrassment: "I don't want to thank you, you give me back the bean sprouts."
"How can I do that?" Xu Lanxiang and the three laughed. It happened that Wei Jianwei came back from the camp. They quickly picked up their bean sprouts and walked out, saying, "Old Wei, go to bed early tonight!"
The room was empty after a whimper, Wei Jianwei looked at He Xiaoyun and asked what was going on with his eyes.
He Xiaoyun blushed and ignored him.
At night, Xu Lanxiang really came to call Wei Yuanhang, "Xiaohang, go to Auntie's to sleep with Rongrong tonight."
Wei Yuanhang was very moved, he ran two steps outside, suddenly remembered that he hadn't asked his mother yet, turned around and said, "Mom, can I go?"
Before He Xiaoyun could answer, Xu Lanxiang pulled him away with a smile, "It's ok, auntie will tell your mother this afternoon."
She didn't even stand firm in the room, and left when she came to get someone. He Xiaoyun watched her go out before she could figure out how to deal with it.
Turning around, just in line with Wei Jianwei's gaze behind the table, He Xiaoyun stomped her feet in shame, venting her anger on him, "Read your book, don't look at me."
After finishing speaking, he hid to wash. After washing, it was not like usual, sitting with him and reading a book, but went back to the room early. When Wei Jianwei came in after washing, he saw her facing the inside of the bed, and seemed to have fallen asleep.
However, the room was extremely quiet, and he could hear her unsteady breathing.
Wei Jianwei also lay down on the bed. The bed for the three of them used to be a bit empty without the child in the middle.
As soon as he lay down, He Xiaoyun tensed her body, pricked up her ears, and her heart was pounding.
After a while, she felt that he was lying in the middle, and his back touched his body, which was warm and warm.
Knowing that she was not asleep, Wei Jianwei held her shoulders, tried to turn her sideways, and said, "Lie closer, otherwise there will be air leakage in the middle."
He Xiaoyun didn't move, her voice was muffled under the quilt, "No, there will be no air leakage."
Seeing this, he didn't force it, but he moved to the inside of the bed again until his whole body was pressed against her back, and he put one hand across her waist and pulled her into his arms.