Ancient Wife [ DANMEI MTL ]

36: Too Much Helplessness!

Early the next morning, Liang Han was awakened by the sound of roosters in the village. 

The livestock in the village were so active every day, which made Liang Han feel the harmony between nature and people, and at the same time he felt that he had to endure if he really wanted to sleep in. 

After a while of chirping and dog barking.

Because Liang Xiaoshu and Zhang Qingzhu didn't go out to sell vegetables today, he didn't have to get up early in the morning, so he slept late. In a daze, he didn't know how long he slept, and suddenly he thought that there was a child at home. 

As he was about to get up, he yawned a little with emotion, "I finally got enough sleep today."

After getting up, it felt colder than before. 

After putting on the cotton-padded clothes, Liang Han got out of bed. 

As soon as the door opened, the outside had turned into a silver-white world. It was exactly what he thought: it snowed.

The goose feather snow is still falling, and it has no tendency to become smaller at all. 

He couldn't help looking up at the roof, for fear that the roof would collapse if the snow fell too much. 

After all, it was an old dilapidated house, so he couldn't help but worry.

Taking out the bamboo hat and putting it on, Liang Han went to the yard to check the thickness of the snow on the roof. 

He planned to go to Uncle Liang's house in the middle of the morning to borrow a ladder to sweep the snow. 

Even if the snow is still falling, the snow has to be swept away first to avoid any real accidents.

Glancing at the room where Xiao Qier was sleeping, the door was still closed, so he probably hadn't gotten up yet. Thinking that it's cold today, let him sleep a little longer. 

Wake him up after breakfast is ready.

After entering the kitchen, Liang Han packed himself up and took out the meat he bought yesterday. A piece of fat is used to refine oil. Although meat oil is not healthy to eat, it is not eaten much. 

Moreover, it is more fragrant to stir-fry vegetarian vegetables with meat oil. The others were just some spare ribs, and some bones, which looked like a lot, but didn't have much meat.

Liang Han first refined the fat meat, and the strong fragrance wafted from the kitchen to the yard. 

The awake little beggar smelled the fragrance and felt greedy. It was a little cold, and he missed the warmth of the quilt, but the owner had already woken up, and he felt that it was not good to continue lying down. 

Putting on his clothes and opening the door, a biting coldness rushed towards him. He closed the door again, keeping the cold air out of the room.

It was not easy for him to go out when it snowed, and he didn't know what to do, so he went back to bed. 

He was very worried about how he would go on such a snowy day. He felt that Liang Han would not be willing to take him in all the time, and it was time to leave. It's just that it's too cold today, and his cotton-padded coat doesn't have much protection against the cold at all, so he doesn't want to go out at all.

In the kitchen, Liang Han fry the oil residue and radish and cabbage, and then burn the porridge in a pot to warm up the steamed buns of Lianghe noodles.

The breakfast was cooked quickly. 

After it was done, Liang Han came to Xiao Qi'er's room and patted the door, "Are you awake?"