Chapter 241
In the middle of the night, braving the wind and snow, Jiang's father and mother walked for a long time on the snowy road on the embankment, and returned home slipping all the way.The whole village was silent, not even the sound of summer frogs croaking. The inky darkness finally dispelled the inky night when they turned on the dim corridor lights, bringing in some light.
They saw several pairs of shoes placed in the corridor, one of which was obviously the big feet of an adult male.
The first reaction of Jiang's father and mother was that their eldest son Jiang Song had returned, and then they noticed a pair of women's leather shoes and elderly leather shoes clearly visible next to them.
When the few pairs of leather shoes came back, they were covered with a lot of mud. Jiang Ning washed the mud off in the ditch, applied shoe polish, and placed them at the door.
Jiang's father and mother felt a sense of loss in their hearts, but they soon cheered up because unlike previous years, when they returned home, they were faced with an empty and deserted house. This year, it was obvious that all their children had returned.
Father Jiang felt a little happier.
Because it was raining and snowing at night, their feet were covered in mud. Fortunately, they went to Aunt Jiang's house in Shuibu Town to change into long boots, otherwise the pair of shoes they brought back would have been ruined.
They knocked on the door and shouted, "Song Nut! Bai Nut! Lemon!"
The door was an iron door and it made a banging sound when I knocked on it.
When Jiang's father knocked on the door, Jiang's mother had already unlocked the door and entered the house.
Dad Jiang went to turn on the light, and they saw that the snow-white floor tiles were cleaned spotlessly. Dad Jiang walked down the steps of the waterproof layer and went to the ditch to simply place his rain boots in the ditch. Mom Jiang changed into clean cotton shoes first, and put the muddy rain boots on the corridor outside, intending to wash them tomorrow morning.
When Jiang's father saw it, he took it and put it in the ditch.
It was dark, damp and cold, so Jiang's father didn't wash much. He simply wiped the mud off his rain boots and threw them outside the corridor before going in. After changing into slippers, he shouted loudly as he changed his shoes: "Songzi! Baizi! Ningning! Are you guys home?"
Grandpa Jiang, who was sleeping downstairs, was the first to be awakened. He turned on the light in the room, put on a thick down jacket, and walked out in slippers: "Why are you back in the middle of the night? It's so cold at night? Just stay at your sister's house for one night, and it would be great to take the boat back tomorrow morning."
He walked to the kitchen wearing his down jacket: "I'll boil some water for you."
Grandpa Jiang's decades of experience patrolling the mountains has made him habitually wear a lot of clothes when he sleeps, including a cotton-padded shirt, a sweater, and a cotton vest in the middle. His pants are very thin, just a layer of cotton-padded trousers.
Jiang Bai had a light sleep and was awakened by the slightest noise. Jiang Ning had a heavy sleep, but after hearing the noise, he still woke up with a startle, and then heard Jiang's father shouting.
Dad Jiang has always been a father with no sense of boundaries. Perhaps this is a common problem among rural parents. They don't have the concept of knocking on the door before entering the child's room, nor do they have the concept of coming back in the middle of the night and tiptoeing so as not to wake up the children. Therefore, knocking on the door loudly and waking up the children in the middle of the night is really a routine operation.
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