Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

The weather is getting colder and colder, and Pei Xiaohai doesn't want to stay outside every day. She can't take Waiya to Liu's house to play. If she can't go home, where else can she go?

Waiya was also very sad: "Don't mention it. I don't know what that old guy was thinking. He became sworn brothers with Yu Meng and wants him to live in our house. With this extra person, how can we have fun?"

After the spring, those who lost their houses in the village built shacks to live in. It’s okay in spring, summer and autumn, but whether they can survive the winter depends on luck.

The villagers wanted to help them, but they had to go to each household one by one. They couldn't just give up their own work for them.

Pei Xiaohai heard Liu Renben and Pei Zhu talking about this a few days ago. From the sound of it, the old village chief wanted to let those who had no houses stay with familiar villagers in winter, just like when it rained heavily.

Liu Renben was particularly pessimistic about this matter. It might be okay for three or five days, but how many families could be so reasonable in a winter? If they started to fuss over trivial matters, even the best relationship would become enmity.

It’s hard to say whether this will succeed.

Anyway, Yu Meng settled down at Liu Waizui's house, and it was a foregone conclusion whether Waiya and Pei Xiaohai were happy or not.

On the day when the third snow fell, Liu Waizui dragged Yu Meng to his home.

"Brother, from now on my home is your home, my daughter is your daughter, you can live here peacefully, eat whatever you want, drink whatever you want, if you don't have it, just buy it with money, right," Liu Waizui said, his eyes almost closed from drinking, pointing at Pei Xiaohai, "Go, girl, bring us some money, Daddy has to go get some wine and have a good drink with your uncle."

You look like a wine to me!

Pei Xiaohai wanted to scold him, but was afraid that he would take his anger out on Waiya, so he had to swallow his anger and said, "I don't have any money!"

"Then let's exchange it. Where's the food?" Liu Waizui asked in a hoarse voice.

Waiya: "You look like a grain to me!"

Liu Waizui's expression changed instantly, from confusion to rage, and his eyeballs bulged out.

"Run." Waiya pushed Pei Xiaohai, then rushed to the place where the food was stored without hesitation.

They ran away with the grain bags, or to be exact, it was Waiya who ran away with the grain bags. Pei Xiaohai saw that Liu Waizui didn't seem drunk at all. When he was about to hit someone, he ran past him but he didn't react at all. He was concentrating on catching Waiya.

Waiya was slapped, but she was still quite happy. As she ran, she said to Pei Xiaohai, "Did you see that? I bit that old thing. It must have bled. I tasted it."

"I saw it. He was screaming so horribly." Pei Xiaohai was also very happy and helped her carry the bag and run. "I even threw a stone at him, but unfortunately I missed."

"That old guy is quite cunning. He looked drunk, but he dodged quickly. It's really hard to hit him," Waiya said, expressing her understanding and gloating. "He lost such a big man this time, he must be pissed off. Even though he looks like a complete jerk every day, he still tries to keep his face. He must be jumping around at home right now. Have you ever seen my dad jump around in anger? He's like a grasshopper, with his eyes bulging and jumping high up. It's really funny."

When Pei Xiaohai thought of that, he couldn't help but laugh with her.

The two of them opened their mouths, swallowed a belly full of cold wind, and stopped laughing only when their faces became sore.

Liu Waizui's family had been left far behind.

Only then did they have the heart to think about other things.

"Where are we going?" the two children asked in unison.

"Let's go to Liu's house. I'll take you in through the back door. No one will see us. It's so cold, they don't like to go out, and your father won't dare to go to Liu's house to look for you."

The villagers are all a little afraid of rich people, and Pei Xiaohai sees through it all.

Waiya: "No, you go home. I'll go to Yu Meng's house to hide the food."

"Then I'll go with you." If she didn't go, Pei Xiaohai didn't want to go home either.

Waiya: "Okay, then don't complain about being cold."

"I won't."

Pei Xiaohai thought Waiya was saying it was cold outside and asked her not to regret it, but when she got there, she found out that Waiya was talking about Yu Meng's house.

It must be because of some ghost, this place is as cold as an ice cave.

The county magistrate's yellow talisman was of no use at all, and the village chief was afraid of exposing the village's secret, so he did not report it to the county government.

Anyway, they are just repeating what happened in their life and death, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

To Pei Xiaohai, they all looked very blurry, and Waiya could only see a little shadow.

She held the grain bag nonchalantly, dodged them, dug up the soil, looked through the jars of various sizes in the corner, then stuffed the bag in her hand into a large jar and covered it with soil.

Pei Xiaohai helped her and was rewarded with an orange-red frozen persimmon.

"Take it back and eat it later. It's really sweet inside."

Pei Xiaohai stuffed it into his pouch, and the two of them climbed out again.

Snowflakes are falling from the sky.

Waiya would rather go back and get beaten than go with her, so Pei Xiaohai said, "Then let's go to Yu Meng's house."

"Just freeze myself to death? Forget it." Waiya really thought about it. This is one way, but she wanted to freeze that old thing to death more.

"What are you talking about?" Pei Xiaohai rolled his eyes at her. "I said go to his shack. Since he can live in your house, why can't you live in his?"

The two bad boys hit it off right away and left as soon as they said they would.

Yu Meng's shack was not much better than the outside, but he had a quilt and a brazier.

The two of them were not polite at all. They lit a fire, covered themselves with his quilt, and sat on the bed he made of stones and wooden boards.

Seeing that he had half a pot of porridge with only a little rice in it, after a brief hesitation, they heated it up for him and helped him eat it.

Waiya slurped the hot porridge and said, "That's great! He has something to eat, something to drink, a blanket, a bed to sleep in, and no one beats him. Why did he have to run to my house and bring that old guy back?"

Little Pei wasn't as cold-resistant as she was. He wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and said, "Maybe he's too cold."

What's wrong with being cold? It's so pretentious.

The two children kept trembling and scolding others until the fire went out and it got dark.

Pei Xiaohai still secretly brought Waiya back to the Liu family.

Waiya was not afraid of Liu Waizui beating her, but after eating Yu Meng's porridge, she was afraid that Yu Meng would beat her too. It would be okay if one person beat her, but she was afraid that she would be beaten to death if two people beat her.

After dinner, when Pei Xiaohai was helping to clean up, he couldn't help himself and stole a steamed bun and put a scrambled egg in it with his chopsticks.

Waiya was very satisfied with the meal.

They tied ropes to wooden sticks and used chicken feathers to tease Pei Nangua, push the date mill, and play with the tangrams that Liu Renben bought for her and Changsui when he sold grain. They shared the sweet frozen persimmons, and Pei Nangua, who didn't get a single bite and could only lick the persimmon stem, meowed in dissatisfaction, and they giggled guiltily.

That night, the two cats talked a lot in bed and didn't sleep much. The next day, they were awakened by the crowing of a rooster.

Little Pei tiptoed her out and showed her Pei Pig Blood.

This was a very, very good night!

So good that Waiya said to her, "If you want to become a nun in the future, I will go with you."