Not long after the first snow melted, the second one fell again, which was bigger than the previous one.

At the beginning, He Xiaoyun looked a little strange, she became numb when she watched too much, and the weather was getting colder and colder. She, a southerner, had to rely on the stove to continue her life recently, and she didn't even dare to open the door.

Wei Jianwei also didn't let her go out. The food at home now only waits for him to go to the market to buy a bunch of them every week when he rests.

She now cooks, cooks, reads, cooks, knits, and cooks every day... If she were a sweet potato, she would have been scorched.

There are fewer and fewer fresh vegetables in the market. Xu Lanxiang said that there are not many people in the market in the suburbs. No matter how poor people are, they are not willing to go out to sell vegetables at this time. Also save some dishes for your family to eat.

After eating three consecutive meals of radish, He Xiaoyun decided that she would send a few bean sprouts to eat, otherwise, she would soon become a radish.

Her grandfather used to sell bean sprouts. He spread the mung beans layer by layer in a large wooden bucket with holes in the bottom, covered with bamboo leaves to shade them, and watered the mung beans every few hours for several days in succession. If the temperature is right, the mung bean sprouts will grow thick quickly.

At home, naturally I don’t need a pen as big as a wooden barrel. He Xiaoyun finds a bamboo filter blue, spreads a layer of gauze underneath, pours the gauze through with water, spreads mung beans, and covers it with a layer of gauze. Finally Put the water filter basket on the side of the stove to make sure the temperature is not too low.

Now the temperature outside is very low, but it is not too cold indoors. As long as the temperature is higher than two degrees Celsius, mung beans can sprout.

Wei Yuanhang followed her, 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, have you heard?"

The child nodded repeatedly, "I looked at it and won't let Rongrong touch it."

He Xiaoyun slapped his head and smiled and said, "You still care about Rongrong, and you just need to take care of yourself. Where did you count the count you taught before? You've already counted twenty, so today you count to thirty. ."

Wei Yuanhang stretched out two fleshy palms. The ten little fingers were like small carrots. He looked down at his feet again, and said with a frown, "But mom, my fingers are not enough."

He Xiaoyun couldn't laugh or cry. She got up and went to the kitchen to grab a handful of mung beans and sprinkled them on the table, saying, "It's enough now. Let's count the mung beans and give me thirty."

The child lay on the table, stretched out his chubby hand, and counted one by one.

He Xiaoyun sat on the edge and kicked him woolen trousers. The two trouser legs were almost finished. She let Wei Yuanhang stand upright and compared him with him. She decided to play two more lines to finish.

Wei Jianwei opened the door and came in. He was wearing a military coat. This kind of clothes that others looked bloated and awkward, had a heroic spirit in him.

"Dad!" Wei Yuanhang yelled happily.

Wei Jianwei walked over while taking off his coat, touched his head, glanced at the mung beans on the table, "What are you doing?"

"Mom asked me to count Doudou."

Seeing some snow on his shoulders, He Xiaoyun asked, "Did you not hold an umbrella?"

Wei Jianwei hung up his clothes and said, "There is not much snow."

"You can do it," she curled her lips. "When you catch a cold, you will know what it means to say, "Don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer."

Wei Jianwei walked to the stove, bent her mouth and scratched her cheek, "I wonder if the old man is this year?"

He Xiaoyun made a gesture to shoot him.

The kettle on the stove was bubbling, Wei Jianwei sniffed, "What did you cook?"

"Ginger tea, pour a bowl and drink it first."

He nodded, went to the kitchen to get a bowl, lifted the kettle, and poured out a bowl of **** tea.

Wei Yuanhang stared at his bowl with wide-eyed eyes. Upon seeing this, Wei Jianwei handed it over to feed him.

The child shook his head repeatedly, "Don't don't, it's so spicy."

Just now he drank two sips under the coercive temptation of He Xiaoyun. The sweet and spicy taste made him both enjoy and torment.

Seeing his father gurgling down the whole bowl, Wei Yuanhang admired him, "Daddy is amazing."

He Xiaoyun glanced at him and said: "Next time I dare not sneak down to play in the snow without wearing a scarf, I will ask my father to fill you with two bowls."

Wei Yuanhang shrank his neck with a guilty expression on his face.

Wei Jianwei relieved 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 peas grown by my mother, which will grow sprouts!"

Wei Jianwei thought of the mung beans on the table, feeling clear, and said to He Xiaoyun: "Do you want to sprout bean sprouts?"

He Xiaoyun nodded, "I don't know if it will succeed, try it."

With that being said, she still has a certain degree of confidence in her heart, at most because the temperature is not enough, the bean sprouts grow thinner.

Sure enough, the mung beans began to sprout the next night, and He Xiaoyun still watered regularly. On the other hand, Wei Yuanhang was sneaky, trying to open the gauze to look at Yaya several times, but she was caught upright.

After five or six days, I finally harvested the first batch of bean sprouts. Except that they were a little short and thin, and not enough for one dish, everything else was pretty good.

Having not eaten any fresh food for many days, Wei Yuanhang couldn't stop eating, and he was full of admiration for his mother.

The first time it was done, He Xiaoyun gained a lot of confidence and started to send out the second round of bean sprouts. This time he sent a lot more beans than last time. When the delivery was about to complete, it happened that Xu Lanxiang and Huang Lizhen came by and she gave them. It's all divided up.

Although the bean sprouts are thin and thin, they are a rare thing in the ice and snow. Huang Lizhen is amazed, "I don't know, Xiaoyun still has such an ability."

He Xiaoyun smiled and said, "It's not difficult, just cover it with a cloth and put it there. Just remember to water it on time."

"It's quite simple to say, but it's not easy to just water the water on time. 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 shout Lao Zhang."

Huang Lizhen deliberately tutted, "It's easy to say, I don't have your life, your old king is so obedient. If I dare to call Lao Zhang in the middle of the night, he still can't beat me?"

"Come on, you," Li Xijin couldn't listen, "Lao Zhang still dare to beat you, he thinks the washboard is not enough to weigh your feet."

Xu Lanxiang happily said, "Listen, this is showing off. We live downstairs, but I don’t know. Xijin lives next to you. There is a bit of trouble in your house, and she can hear it clearly. I don’t think Lao Zhang looks like it. If you have the guts to move you, it's almost the same if you beat him."

Huang Lizhen also laughed, then turned around and asked He Xiaoyun, "Your bean sprouts, did you water it at night or did Lao Wei water it?"

He Xiaoyun only hesitated for a while, and the few people laughed, "It must be Old Wei. I guessed, he loves you so much, why is he willing to get you up?"

He Xiaoyun blushed and muttered, "I did it once too."

It was the first night when the bean sprouts were sprouts. She got up at night and carefully crossed Wei Yuanhang and Wei Jianwei from the end of the bed. When they fumbled for shoes on the ground, Wei Jianwei woke up and put on his clothes and sat up.

"Go to the bathroom? I'll accompany you." The bathroom is on the corridor outside, afraid that she will be scared alone.

He Xiaoyun said hurriedly: "If you don't go to the bathroom, you lie down and I will water the bean sprouts."

She finished pouring quickly. When she returned to the bed, Wei Jianwei held her hand and squeezed it. He realized that he had managed to cover the hot hand under the blanket. Now it was a bit cold, so he frowned slightly and said, "Next time I will do the pouring. Water." The tone does not hold his beak.

Xu Lanxiang and the others are still talking and laughing. Li Xijin said, "I heard from Lao Zhao that Lao Wei asked one of their comrades in Northeast China a while ago and brought a piece of leather from home. I didn't know what to do. I wondered in my heart, 80% is for you, Xiaoyun, right?"

"What kind of leather?" Huang Lizhen asked curiously.

"I don't know, I haven't seen it either, Lao Zhao said, after receiving it, Lao Wei went to the street to find a tailor."

He Xiaoyun's heart moved slightly. Before, the gloves Wei Jianwei gave her were leather? She was also curious about where he bought it, but she didn't expect that it was the leather that her comrades had specially asked to wear and she asked a tailor to make it herself.

Xu Lanxiang asked her: "What a good thing is, take it out and let us open our eyes."

She was a little bit embarrassed, and at the urging of a few of them, she drew out the gloves in the drawer.

"This style is beautiful, I haven't seen it in the store yet." Huang Lizhen took it, turned it inside and out, and handed it to the other two people. She couldn't help but shook her head and smiled: In this family building alone, there is nothing more caring than Old Wei."

"No," Xu Lanxiang said, "You two are okay. I live next door. Every day, I see their young couples and me. Look, my eyes are red."

"Let me take a look," Huang Lizhen and Li Xijin roared, "Oh, it's really red, Xiaoyun, you can tell Old Wei somehow, let him also take care of our mood, be loving, you two Put on the quilt and slowly fall in love in the quilt, so don't make us jealous anymore!"

"Where and where all this is said, you will talk nonsense." He Xiaoyun retorted with a blushing face.

Xu Lanxiang smiled and pointed to Huang Lizhen and said, "Yes, I think you are talking nonsense. Xiaoyun and Lao Wei still have a small flight in their bed. Where can I go? I can’t be like this. I will take Xiao Hang back tonight. Home, let him and Rongrong be in a bed. When it's a thank you gift for these bean sprouts, what do you think?"

Huang Lizhen said happily: "Very good, maybe Old Wei has to thank us."

He Xiaoyun said embarrassedly: "I don't want to thank you, you return the bean sprouts to me."

"How do you do that?" Xu Lanxiang laughed. It happened that Wei Jianwei came back from the camp. They hurriedly picked up their bean sprouts and walked out, saying, "Old Wei, go to bed early at night!"

The room was empty after a huff. Wei Jianwei looked at He Xiaoyun and asked what was going on with his eyes.

He Xiaoyun blushed and ignored him.

In the evening, Xu Lanxiangguo really came to call Wei Yuanhang, "Xiaohang, go to Auntie's to sleep with Rongrong at night."

Wei Yuanhang was very excited. He ran two steps outside, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't asked his mother yet, and turned around and said, "Mom, can I go?"

Before He Xiaoyun could answer, Xu Lanxiang smiled and dragged him away, "It's okay, it's okay. Auntie will talk to your mother in the afternoon."

She didn't even stand firmly in the house, and left when she came to pick up people. He Xiaoyun didn't think about any countermeasures, so she watched her go out.

Turning around, he met Wei Jianwei's eyes behind the table. He Xiaoyun stamped her foot in shame and angered him, "Read your book, don't look at me."

She hid and washed after she finished. It was not as usual when she finished washing. Instead, she sat with him to read a book, but went back to the room early. When Wei Jianwei came in after washing up, she saw her facing the inside of the bed and seemed to be asleep.

However, the room was extremely quiet, and he could hear her breathing not so smoothly.

Wei Jianwei also lay down on the bed. The bed of three people used to be, but now it was a bit empty without the child in the middle.

As soon as he lay down, He Xiaoyun tensed her body, pricked her ears, and her heart was pounding.

After a while, she felt him lie down in the middle, touching his body with his back, and it was warm.

Knowing that she was not asleep, Wei Jianwei held her shoulders, tried to turn the person over, and said, "Lie down closer, or there will be air leakage in the middle."

He Xiaoyun did not move, her voice muffled in the quilt, "No, there will be no air leakage."

Seeing this, he didn't reluctantly, but he moved to the inside of the bed again, until the whole person was stuck to her back, one hand crossed her waist, and took her into his arms.