Chapter 975: She can cut her hair (1/2)

Even inside the bucket, the water was picked. These were originally the life of her and longevity. As a result, they were all done by Yan Huan alone. Even the man who carried the water did what she could do, or she was done.

”Sister-in-law, I've burnt the water. What are you going to eat? I'll make it for you,” Yan Huan turned around, short hair, ruined face, and the whole body was too thin to pick two or two meats. But it didn't make people feel scared. Instead, it was very clean because of her extremely bright eyes.

This is a clean child, not a speculative child who was raised by his parents.

The Changsheng mother suddenly felt that her eyes were a little hot. She could see that Yan Huan was actually cautious. She might be afraid of being driven out by their family.

”Alas...” Changsheng's mother sighed, and then touched Yanhuan's short hair, which was all in the way, a girl's family, how to make herself like this.

”Small words, you can rest assured that the auntie's family, you live, the auntie has no daughter, only longevity, and then you will be the daughter of the auntie, we have a bite to eat, and you have a bite .”

Yan Huan cracked his mouth and smiled, but the tears gathered at his eyes were forced back again.

She turned around and was cooking with Changsheng Ma. She would cook, but she wouldn’t cook at the farmhouse. She would use electrical appliances, but she wouldn’t use the earthen stove here. It’s hard to stop her. It’s like she’s giving birth to the stove, as long as it will be on, so she just boiled the water, but she doesn’t know how long it takes to eat and how much to make every time. Is enough.

Changsheng Ma rolled up her sleeves, scooped half a gourd scoop from the rice jar, washed it with water and started to cook it. The morning meal was very simple, that is, the steamed steamed buns with pickles There is also corn porridge. The long-lived mother had to cook an egg for Yan Huan. Yan Huan didn’t let her. She didn’t eat eggs.

Longevity mother likes to talk to this child more, smart, sensible, and not greedy. Of course, she is also diligent. She is rushing to do things in and out of the house. When she let her down this day, she put her hands It’s empty, but I don’t know what to do.

Yan Huan changed into her old clothes again. The cotton coats were exposed. As soon as they were put on, the whole person seemed to be lying on the ice. The coldness made her fight the cold war.

She still had to pick up the firewood, and she had to move her own firewood in that house to the long-lived mother. All she could do was, otherwise, she could only eat rice, but She didn't work, she couldn't say that she was under the fence, but when others were kind to her, it was the kindness of others, not just what she should.

She remembered the same thing in her heart.