Even if it is labor, it is also the result of other people's labor.
After thinking for a long time, she took out some fried peanuts from the ring and a pot of tea. The tea can't be put in the pot naturally. She wrapped it in paper. When she came out with her wheelchair, uncle Zhou swept the snow outside the house, even the snow in the yard.
"Uncle Zhou, take this with you."
Liu Liang gave a bag of things to Uncle Zhou.
Uncle Zhou put his hand in the air, "what else can you take? It's not easy for you."
As a result, his eyes suddenly turned to fried peanuts. He was not calm. He also took one. He knew he was quite worthless, but he didn't have any hobbies in this snowy day. He just liked to drink some wine and eat a few fried peanuts. Such a day was like a fairy's life, not to mention how comfortable it was.
"It doesn't take much effort. Uncle Zhou, take it home and eat it."
Liu Liang knows uncle Zhou likes this. Seeing this, she can't move her eyes.
"Then I'm welcome."
Uncle Zhou absolutely can't resist the charm of fried peanuts. It's strange to say that fried peanuts are made by everyone, but they are not as delicious as those made by Liu Liang. If he doesn't eat them this day, he feels that everything is wrong. He eats his own, but he's staring at the fish skin peanuts of his granddaughter, that's the ghost girl Zhou Ying, More and more able to hide things. He could still find it before. Now he doesn't know where the fish skin and peanut dishes were at that station.
You can't steal a few of them yourself.
Now Liu Liang gave him several kilograms.
If there were anything else, he would refuse, but this one won't.
"When your aunt makes dumplings, I'll bring them to you."
He said with a smile. His hand was also wrapped. The tighter the bag was.
"OK, I want to eat dumplings made by my aunt, too." Liu Liang hasn't eaten dumplings for several years. She's trying to eat them. The wild vegetable dumplings made by Aunt Liu have a unique taste. Moreover, with dumplings, she doesn't have to open fire this day.
"Well, I'll go back and let your aunt wrap it."
Uncle Zhou said he was leaving, but he found a small paper bag in the bag of fried peanuts. He opened the small paper bag and smelled it. Eh, this is tea.
"Is this tea?"
He asked Liu Liang, this is tea, and there is still no broken foam. Although he drank tea less, he knew that this is good tea.
"Well, it's tea." Liu Liang opened her eyes and lied, "this is a small tea tree I found at the foot of the mountain. I picked it and fried it myself. Although it doesn't have the fragrance sold outside, it can still be drunk."
"Uncle Zhou, take these tea leaves back and drink them first. If you still want them, I have some here."
"That's nice."
Uncle Zhou is short of tea now. With tea, he can only drink less wine, so that the old woman won't talk to him anymore.
Liu Liang said that he didn't find the tea found at the foot of the mountain. In fact, it's normal not to find it. He doesn't know what the tea tree looks like. Even if the tea tree is in front of him, he may not recognize it.
And one of them dares to say, and the other dares to believe.
Uncle Zhou hummed a little song and rode back on a tricycle.
Of course, Liu Liang likes her clean yard very much. It's just a while before a thin layer of snow falls on the ground.
"The snow is really heavy."
Liu Liang sighed. She took a breath of heat in her palm. In the room, the electric heating has been on for a long time. The room is quite warm and she can't wear cotton padded clothes. She took off her cotton padded clothes, burned some water for her own, washed her face and washed her feet by the way.
Although she was wearing thick snow boots, her feet were going to be frozen out after staying outside for several hours, and she is still numb now.
When she sat on the hot Kang, she immediately felt the coming of eye array sleepiness.
She should have got up at more than three o'clock in the middle of the night. Now it's more than eight o'clock. It's no wonder that she would be so sleepy. After a cold night, she was really cold and sleepy. She hugged the warm quilt and fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.
The rhubarb dog lay on the mat, tossed and wagged his tail from time to time, and even moved lazily.
When Liu Liang woke up, it was almost eleven o'clock.
The dog whimpered from time to time, and Liu Liang was upset.
She took out a bag of vacuum food from the ring. It's not too cold. Anyway, dogs can eat it.
The rhubarb dog took it in his mouth and ran to one side to eat with his butt pursed. Of course, he didn't purr. Can he not know what he wants to do for the dog fed by himself?
When the rhubarb dog is not annoying, Liu Liang continues to sleep. It's too happy to sleep here on such a warm Kang.
However, after a serious sleep for a while, she found that she couldn't sleep and had to lie flat in a daze. After a while, she felt that it was meaningless. She simply got up and continued to write the paper. She couldn't do anything here, and there was no disturbance from the colorful world outside. It was enough to immerse her body and mind and write the paper, It is also a spring of literary thought. Of course, the organization is clearer.
Since half a month ago, she has written a little every day. After calculation, there are more than a dozen papers now. When she returns from here, she will publish these papers. It should be that one or two can win the prize.
She is not sure what award she will win, but she can look forward to it. Maybe she can win another international award.
Although it is a little unlikely, people should have dreams. Even if her dream is too big, her dream is a little narrow and divorced from reality.
After writing the paper, Liu Liang shouted rhubarb dog.
The rhubarb dog hid the half eaten bone and ran to Liu Liang.
"Get me the dumplings."
Liu Liang pointed out.
The rhubarb dog barked.
"I see," Liu Liang took out a real bag, which contained two pieces of pig ears. "I'll put it in the basin for you in a minute."
"Woof woof..."
The rhubarb dog barked twice, wagged its tail and went out.
This is what Liu Liang trained rhubarb dogs recently. I have to say that people die and dogs die for food. This is really good. Rhubarb dogs have learned new skills for a bite of meat. They can go to Zhou's house to get things.