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After a satisfying meal and covered with a new quilt at night, Weng Xiaoxiao finally had a good sleep.

When Debao and Kangbao arrived, Weng Xiaoxiao had just finished breakfast.

Although the half-worn clothes didn't fit them, they were made of cotton after all, and the two of them stopped shivering. Their hands and faces were also washed clean, and although they were still a little black, they looked much better, except that Kangbao's face was a little red.

"Kangbao, do you have a fever?"

Upon hearing this, Debao also looked at his sister. Could it be that she caught a cold from washing with cold water?

Kang Bao was about to say that it was okay, but he coughed a few times.

Weng Xiaoxiao walked forward and touched Kang Bao's forehead, which was a little hot. "I'll make her a bowl of hot soup to help her sweat. If she still doesn't feel better, I'll get her some medicine."

Debao looked at his sister and then at Weng Xiao in self-blame. He felt very embarrassed and didn't want to owe anyone a favor, but he couldn't just ignore his sister who was ill. "Weng Xiao, thank you. I owe you my life."

Weng Xiaoxiao waved her hands, "It's not that serious. It just happened. Can we just sit there and do nothing? Have you had breakfast?"

Debao lowered his head and said nothing. Kangbao licked his lips. There was no need to explain the situation.

"Wait a moment." Weng Xiaoxiao went into the kitchen, lit the fire, put some lard in the pot, and fried two pieces of fried dough cakes left over from yesterday.

"Debao, eat the cake first. Kangbao, drink some hot water. I'm making you some dumpling soup. It will be ready soon." After saying that, Weng Xiaoxiao went back to the kitchen.

The brother and sister looked at each other, then at the fragrant cake, and fell silent. Debao tore off a piece and gave it to his sister, "Eat it, I will repay Weng Xiao for his kindness in the future."

"Brother, I will repay him."

"It's my fault. I didn't even notice you were sick. Just rest here today. I'll come back to pick you up after I finish selling. I need to earn more money. Weng Xiao's family isn't rich."

Kang Bao nodded obediently. In this world, besides her brother, Brother Weng Xiao was the best to her.

After finishing the pancake in a few bites, Debao drank half a bowl of water. Before Weng Xiaoxiao came out of the kitchen, he put on the backpack beside him, said hello, and went out.

Weng Xiaoxiao chased after him and gave him a few instructions.

She turned around and led Kang Bao into the house, "Don't be afraid, sister. I am your elder sister."

Kang Bao looked at Weng Xiaoxiao in surprise. Sister? They didn't realize she was a girl at all. However, following a sister made Kang Bao even happier and they immediately became intimate.

"Mom, this is Kang Bao. She lives with her brother. She has a fever right now. I want to keep her at home for two days."

"Stay, we are all poor people, ahem..."

"Thank you, aunt." Kang Bao bowed.

"Eat it while it's hot, and take a good nap to keep warm, maybe it will be fine."

There was a lot of spring onion and ginger in the dumpling soup to induce sweating, and an egg was placed on top. Kang Bao had never eaten eggs since fleeing from the famine, so he swallowed the big bowl of it with tears in his eyes.

......

After promising her husband to go to the literary gathering the next day, Weng Xiaoxiao took out the new cotton-padded jacket made by Aunt Chen and borrowed Aunt Chen's iron to iron the jacket to make it smoother. She didn't want to embarrass her husband by doing this.

After finishing all these, Weng Xiaoxiao sat down to continue writing the storybook. There is a world of difference between knowing a lot and writing a lot. Fortunately, the plot is wonderful, and Mr. Lu polished the writing style, so the work handed in is considered to be presentable and unique.

During lunch, Kang Bao was still fast asleep, so Weng Xiaoxiao did not call her. It was not until the afternoon that Kang Bao woke up on her own.

It was too cold outside, so Weng Xiaoxiao brought the toilet in and didn't let Kangbao leave the house. She went to the kitchen to heat up the noodles for her at noon.

Kang Bao's forehead was no longer as hot as it was in the morning, so Weng Xiaoxiao felt relieved. "Are you hungry? Eat the noodles and drink more water, and you'll be fine tomorrow."

Kang Bao thanked her gratefully and quickly ate up the bowl of noodles. Weng Xiaoxiao did not let her go out, so she stayed beside Weng and talked.

Weng Xiaoxiao continued to write her storybook.

It was getting dark when Debao came back and his backpack was empty.

Debao was covered in dust and his hair was a little messy. "Did you have a fight?"

"No, it wasn't a fight. I ran into a former beggar friend of mine. He tried to steal my things, so I pushed and shoved him a few times. All the candied dates are sold out. Here's the money. Count it."

Thirty packs, one hundred and eighty coins, not a penny less.

Weng Xiaoxiao was holding the purse and was about to count out thirty coins for Debao, but Debao grabbed the purse first.

"Weng Xiao, I don't want to take any money. Can you just provide for our food and lodging? Just sleep on the floor in your room. It's too cold in this dilapidated temple. My sister will get sick if she goes back. Every winter, there are people who can't make it through."

Looking at Debao and then at Kangbao, Weng Xiaoxiao scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, but still agreed.

"Do you agree? Thank you, thank you." Debao looked at the small house and realized that it was too much to ask.

"Brother, just take the new quilt you bought when you go back. Those rags just take up space, give them to Xiaohai."

"Well, are you feeling better?"

"I sweated a lot, but I don't have a fever anymore, thanks to Sister Xiaoxiao."

"Xiaoxiao? Sister?" Debao looked at Weng Xiaoxiao with eyes wide open.

Weng Xiaoxiao nodded. If she didn't explain it clearly to the brother and sister, it would be difficult to get along with them in the future. "I did this to make it easier for me to do things outside. Please don't tell anyone."

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. But if this happens, it might be inconvenient for me to live here." Debao looked embarrassed.

"Let's wait until the winter is over. If you don't live here, it won't be appropriate for Kangbao to live here alone."

Debao nodded with a red face. If he knew that Weng Xiaoxiao was a girl, he would not have made such an unreasonable request. "From now on, I will go out to sell things and you can stay at home with your aunt." He is a man and should do more.

Weng Xiaoxiao smiled and agreed.

In the evening, Weng Xiaoxiao took Debao to meet the four members of the Chen family and Mr. Lu. Living under the same roof, they always had to say hello. Naturally, they also gave Aunt Chen an extra ten cents for breakfast.

Debao found a pile of straw and spread it in the corner, which was considered the floor. This room was draft-proof, which was good enough.

Mrs. Weng had no objection to keeping Kangbao, the little girl, but Debao was already a teenager, so it was not appropriate for him to stay. But after looking at the poor children, she swallowed her words of refusal.

......

Kangbao stayed to take care of Mrs. Weng, Debao went to sell candied dates, and Weng Xiaoxiao followed Lu Yaowen and got on Old Huangtou's donkey cart to the outskirts of Beijing.

The literary gathering was held on a farm, but this was not an ordinary farm, it could be said to be a manor, and it was built very magnificently.