Chapter 964: Be a thief (2/2)

The morning of the whole house is also because the stove is on, and there is a trace of heat. She thought that if she could pile up the house a little, it might be warmer, but she just thought about it this way. There is still a lot of space left in the windows, and it is also convenient for the exchange of air inside and out. Although it is still cold, after all, there is a stove in this house. She does not want to be carbon monoxide poisoning.

She uncovered the quilt and walked to the stove. Then she took some firewood and put it in the hearth. There was also a pot with hot water in it. When she got up tomorrow morning, there was hot water. There is also hot water to drink.

After adding firewood, she walked to her sleeping place, pulled the quilt down, and lay down. There was still some moisture above the quilt. She knew that it was because of the weather here. Since she arrived here, I haven’t seen the sun for a few days, and it has been snowing all the time, so this place is very humid, and the old house leaks everywhere, so the humidity is heavier.

She sighed softly, and then lay down, shrinking herself into a ball, and only in this way, she was able to maintain this little heat.

Go to sleep, and get up early tomorrow to pick up some firewood. According to these days, it doesn't seem to be very sad. She can bear it, and she can bear it.

Every day she passed, the closer she was to her home, and every day she passed, she took a step closer to living.

Confused, she fell asleep, but she dreamed of Lu Yi, and dreamed that Lu Yi prepared a lot of delicious things for her, including her favorite dishes and Lu Yi's favorite meat.

She picked up the chopsticks and just put a piece in it. When she was about to put it in her mouth, Su Qingdong stretched out her hand and slapped it firmly on the back of her hand, and her finger flicked. The meat caught on the chopsticks fell to the ground in an instant. She looked at the meat, her eyes were sore, and her heart hurt.

Her tears fell with such a snap.

But until she opened her eyes, it turned out that the sky outside was bright. She touched her face, but she couldn't help but laughed bitterly. It turned out that this was really a dream. Otherwise, how could there be Meat, there will be dishes, but no matter whether it is a dream or not, she still did not eat that table.

In fact, sometimes she dreamed of a dish on the table, even if she couldn't eat it, she wanted to see it, wanted to recall it, and thought about it.

She put on her clothes and walked over to the stove. Fortunately, the stove was not extinguished. She got up at least three times in the middle of the night, just to keep the fire from extinguishing. matches. There are not many matches. She has no money and she cannot afford it.

And she never knew that it turned out that sometimes firing is such a dilemma.

It's really backward here. There is not even a lighter. Maybe it's in the sea market. Even the match can't be bought.

She hugged the small pot, and there was a small pot full of rice in it. Every time she saw the rice, she was very happy and really felt nothing afraid.

I’m not afraid of what I eat. It’s still a small jar full of food. It’s enough for her to eat for a few months.