Dressed as a runaway wife from the 1960s

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After Huo Xiao left, Ruiting was completely sleepless.

Thinking of the little fish soup left in the pot, Ruiting tied an apron and started kneading dough.

In fact, Ruiting and Yuansheng had never cooked before.

But she had seen pigs run even though she had never eaten pork. In addition, she was willing to learn, so she could make simple dishes well now.

Especially after the dough in her hands gradually became smooth and round, Ruiting felt that she had a talent in cooking.

You know, apart from the previous observation, this was her first time kneading dough.

It was a pity that her mother-in-law was not at home, otherwise she would definitely praise her.

Thinking of her mother-in-law, when she went to get the rolling pin, she turned back to the bedroom and looked at her watch.

More than half an hour had passed, and she didn't know where Huo Xiao was.

The snowy night was bright, as bright as day.

With no obstruction to his vision, Huo Xiao ran almost all the way.

While she was wondering where he was, he had actually arrived at the entrance of Shengli Brigade Village.

The first family at the entrance of the village had a dog, and it must have noticed the outsider and started barking wildly.

A few moments later, the sound of a man scolding came from the mud and thatched house.

Seeing that the people had woken up, Huo Xiao simply gave up the idea of ​​going door to door. He walked to the simple fence made of branches and asked loudly: "Fellow villagers, may I ask who in your village gave birth today?"

The house was quiet for a few seconds, but no one answered.

After a while, someone opened the window with a flashlight.

After vaguely seeing the person opposite wearing a military uniform, he replied: "Chen Sannian's family gave birth today. Go straight to the east and you will arrive in two or three hundred meters."

Huo Xiao: "Thank you."

"Who is it?" The man's wife curled up in the quilt, urging her husband to close the window quickly while asking.

The man closed the window, put away the precious flashlight, and then lay back in the quilt: "I didn't see clearly, it looks like a soldier... Hey? Wife, do you think Sanniang can have a son this time? I think Sanniang is so sick that he has no chance of having a son. He already has six girls, no, one more will be the seventh." Hearing this, the woman, who was just asking casually, was unwilling to answer. She pulled the quilt and turned over: "No matter whether it is a son or a daughter, what does it have to do with us? Go to sleep quickly, there is still a lot of work to do tomorrow." "Hey, you woman..." Huo Xiao continued to go east according to the direction provided by the fellow villager. Unexpectedly, he saw a vague figure after walking fifty meters away. It was a bit far away, but Huo Xiao still recognized it as his mother at a glance. He was happy at first, but soon his face darkened and he quickened his pace.

"When will you get home? Are you tired? Are you hungry? Tell me, aren't you tired enough after so many days on the road? Why did you come out to pick me up?" Hu Xiu was hungry and tired, but her son, whom she had been thinking about for a long time, suddenly appeared in front of her. She didn't even remember being tired. Her heart and eyes were filled with her son.

After a moment, she wiped her tears with distress and said, "You've lost weight. Didn't you eat well outside?"

"No, I'm tall and don't look fat." Huo Xiao reached out to take the tool bag and put it on his back. He felt that his mother had lost so much weight that she was unrecognizable, and there were some white hairs on her temples.