This little girl came in.

The first intuitive impression she left on Luo Xuan and Zhang Xiaoli was: this little girl's eyes are so bright and clear!

This girl looks like she is only 4 or 5 years old.

But in fact, she is already 6 years old

Perhaps due to long-term malnutrition, the little girl looks small and extremely thin!

It's so thin that it makes people's hearts tremble.

The little girl's face was covered with soot.

The snow on her head began to melt slowly as soon as she entered the house.

The black soot drew tracks on her face.

It looks like the beaded curtain on the emperor's crown

The little girl came in, stood at the door first, and carefully took off her red cloth shoes.

Then he held it in his hand, leaving only his bare feet. Using his heels to prop up his feet, he moved step by step to the stove.

Wait until the little girl puts the completely soaked cloth shoes in the hole at the bottom of the stove used to collect firewood ash.

The little girl then moved over a small stool. She was shivering all over, but she sat quietly next to her brother and warmed herself by the fire.

"Erya, you didn't bring back any guests?"

The little boy stretched out his hand sympathetically and touched his sister's head, "There's a traffic jam this time. There are a lot of people stranded in the county! Why didn't you get any guests?"

"Brother, I'm scared."

The little girl's thin body was shaking more and more violently, "I went to tell the sisters and aunts that I could stay at my house, but they always didn't believe me."

The little boy sighed, "Alas"

"Oh, I feel numb."

This boy was clearly only 7 years old, but the tone of his voice and the solemn expression on his face gave him the impression of being 70 years old.

The little boy said, "Sister, the queen has gone out to collect things. You are here to light the fire."

Now, brother is going out to recruit a few more customers for you. When the time comes, just say that you invited them back."

The little girl blinked with big eyes, "Is this okay? Your Majesty will be back soon, what should I do?"

The boy sighed again, "There's nothing you can do about it. It's all fate. If that's the case, even the gods can't save you."

With that said, the little boy quickly stood up.

He ran to the door and put on his pair of cloth shoes, which were also soaked.

Then he ran out!

Zhang Xiaoli took out two candies from her luggage and handed them to the little girl.

Then he asked her, "Little sister, how old are you? Have you ever gone to nursery school?"

The little girl looked at Zhang Xiaoli and then at the candy in her hand.

Then he shook his head and said, "Well, I'm 6 years old this year, and I'm not in kindergarten. I don't want your candy, and the queen won't let me eat food from strangers, and I won't be allowed to eat flowers."

Zhang Xiaoli smiled slightly and said, "Take it, I am a guest staying at your house, how can I be a flower girl?"

The little girl hesitated and swallowed a mouthful of saliva while looking at the candies.

But in the end, he turned his head away and continued to burn the fire.

Zhang Xiaoli looked at the little girl's thin back and sighed slightly in her heart.

Then he stood up from the edge of the kang.

He reached out and patted the little girl's shoulder gently, "Your cotton-padded jacket is all wet. You'd better take it off and dry it."

The little girl shook her head, "I'll take it off and bake it when I go to bed at night."

This little girl only has the only cotton-padded jacket she wears.

At this time, the temperature in the room was not high.

Therefore, even if the cotton-padded jacket on her body was soaked by snowflakes, she did not dare to take it off and dry it.

As the firewood in the stove burned brightly, the water in the large iron pot was already hot, and the steam was thick and slowly curling up.

The little girl's hair, which was originally wet, started to emit bursts of white smoke.

The traces of water flowing on her thin little face had completely dried up at this time.

It turned into lines of solidified drops of ink.

The little girl stood up, her feet bare.

He stood up on his back feet and walked step by step to the back room. Then he found an old enamel washbasin that could have been passed off as a cultural relic.

Scoop out water and rub a towel.

Wait until the little girl takes out the twisted towel from the basin.

She raised her thin hands and handed the towel to Zhang Xiaoli, "Sister, wash your face first!"

Zhang Xiaoli took the towel and shook it open

Then Luo Xuan, Zhang Xiaoli, and Peng Yong were sitting on the edge of the Kang.

Everyone was stunned on the spot!

This, this is also called a face towel??

I saw that the lint on the towel had completely fallen off. There was only a bare piece of cotton gauze fabric like white cloth left.

and,

This piece of cloth is like linen, and its base material is densely covered with holes, large and small, like a curtain wall that has been blasted by heavy artillery.

The big hole can fit an egg in, and the small hole can push a finger through.

Among the three people sitting on the kang, Peng Yong is relatively poor even though his economic conditions are relatively poor.

Not only his footcloth, it is definitely much better than this face towel.

Even the discarded towel Peng Yong used to clean his shoes was several times more complete than this towel!

Zhang Xiaoli held the towel and smiled slightly.

Then he reached out and wiped it on his face

This little girl is still standing in front of me eagerly! It’s impossible not to wash your face.

After washing your face,

Zhang Xiaoli handed the towel back to the little girl, then took out two candies from her pocket and handed them to her, "Thank you for getting me the towel. These two candies can be considered as my thanks to you!"

this time,

The little girl did not refuse directly, but hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at the door of the cave dwelling.

Then he quickly turned around, grabbed the candy and ran to the back room, "Thank you, sister!"

Then, bursts of rustling sounds came from the dark back room.

It must be the little girl rummaging through the box to hide the candies.

"Is it very patriarchal here?"

Zhang Xiaoli asked in a low voice, "I saw that his brother's cotton-padded jacket and cloth shoes are better than those of the little girl."

Luo Xuan sighed slightly, "It's very heavy! If a boy is not born at home, it will be difficult to hold his head up in the village.

No matter how capable and diligent he is."

Luo Xuan sighed, "If there is no boy in the family and he has a conflict with other villagers, others will tell him directly that your family will have no offspring."

"This is enough to make the other party feel dumb and speechless."

Peng Yong raised his eyes and looked around: "This family is poor, but they love to be clean, and the house is neatly tidied."

Luo Xuan nodded, "Indeed. The living environment of people in Saibei is relatively poor. But they do like to be clean, and the courtyards of every household are kept clean.

The house is cleaned every day. There is no such thing as waking up without putting on the quilt, sweeping the floor, or mopping the floor."

Zhang Xiaoli also nodded and praised: "At this point, they are much better than us in Bashu.

The house of a member of the production team over there is really unspeakable! There is no quilt, and things are thrown around in a mess.

Many people have chicken droppings and duck droppings in their homes. If you take a few steps, you will definitely step on one. It’s really sad. I can’t say it.”

"Zhiqua——"

While everyone is chatting.

I faintly heard the sound of the courtyard door, and then the door curtain moved.

From the yard, a large group of women came in!

Due to the huge traffic jam on the national highway today, the jam is unprecedented and unprecedented.

Therefore, many passengers were sitting in the car waiting, taking chances and hoping that the road could be cleared as soon as possible.

As it gets later and later, the temperature gets lower and lower.

At this time, they could no longer sit still in the car.

So they got off the bus in small groups and walked to the county town to find a place to stay.

As more and more passengers pour into the county, they want to find a guest house with beds or even seats.

It has become increasingly difficult.

The little boy deserves his good luck!

At this time, he goes to the streets to solicit customers, and there is no need to work hard to attract business.
To be continued...